After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 62
Jiang Suizhou felt a thud in his heart. Then, flickers of happiness arose within.
Could it be? He knew that Huo Wujiu would be suspicious of him and would never believe that he was just trying to save his life from the Hou Zhu.
It was true that he did not want to save his life under the Hou Zhu. After all, although the Hou Zhu tormented him, he would not torment him to death.
What he wanted was to retrieve his head from being under Huo Wujiu's butcher's knife.
This made no difference to Huo Wujiu whatsoever.
Luckily, I said it at this moment. Jiang Suizhou thought to himself.
Looking at Huo Wujiu's deepening frown, Jiang Suizhou was convinced that it must be because he could not trust him yet. That meant Huo Wujiu still doubted what he had said.
This was as it should be. After all, for Huo Wujiu, he was in the rival camp. It would have been strange if Huo Wujiu believed him immediately after he said so.
With that in mind, Jiang Suizhou composed himself seriously and said, "This Prince knows that you may not believe my words. When all is said and done, it sounds somewhat absurd to you. But..."
Huo Wujiu, however, suddenly interrupted him.
"I believe you." His voice was smooth, but seemed colder than usual.
Jiang Suizhou was stunned: "This Prince is saying..."
Huo Wujiu raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Cooperate. What you were going to say is for us to cooperate, right?"
Jiang Suizhou nodded: "Yes, but..."
But, why was there something indescribably strange when the words came out of Huo Wujiu's mouth?
Huo Wujiu looked at him with deep eyes and then said in a slow voice, "You're trying your best to protect me. I can see that, although I don't know why you have such confidence in me. If there really is a day like you said, I would never return kindness with ingratitude."
Jiang Suizhou listened blankly.
Huo Wujiu's remarks were reasonable, which was not only in line with his open and aboveboard personality, but also the attitude Jiang Suizhou had always wanted to win.
But...
Jiang Suizhou felt a lingering abnormality deep inside, but he couldn't put a finger on it. Huo Wujiu's remarks obviously were positive, but when they came out of his mouth, he felt a kind of unspeakable pent-up frustration. It even carried a trace of a piercingly cold chill.
Jiang Suizhou was in a daze when he saw Huo Wujiu glance at him lightly and asked, "Are you relieved?"
Jiang Suizhou nodded woodenly.
Huo Wujiu gave him an unfathomable glance, then put down the chopsticks in his hand. He placed one hand on his wheelchair, turned directions, and moved straight away.
Jiang Suizhou came back to his senses only a few moments later.
He picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip thoughtfully.
He didn't doubt that Huo Wujiu would go back on his word, but...
After contemplating for a moment, he shook his head.
Maybe people like him who conquered the sands and fought in wars are so cold and fierce when they make promises to others?
Huo Wujiu didn't regain his senses all night.
Absurd?
Indeed, he was a Prince of an enemy country, and although his situation wasn't favorable, he was still pampered. His life was at least safe. It was indeed quite absurd that such a person would say such things as placing his hopes on an enemy general and even cooperating with a crippled prisoner of war.
...But even more ridiculous was, didn't he believe him, too?
Huo Wujiu only felt that he was smitten by some spirit. His mind was obviously perfectly normal, but it was like he was struck with a stifling blow on matters related to Jingwang. He felt wooly-headed without rhyme or reason.
Now it seemed that what Jiang Suizhou said to the eunuch was nothing but a prevarication, and shielding him, as he had claimed, was also to prevent Jiang Shunheng from getting what he desired. He had nothing to rely on in this land, and it was only right to put his hopes on him.
But he himself was confused and believed in that nonsense that couldn't stand up to scrutiny.
Huo Wujiu barely slept throughout the night. As soon as the day dawned, he immediately moved to the wing room that Meng Qianshan had arranged for him.
He knew that he should feel humiliated.
But the emotions that permeated his heart seemed not quite similar to humiliation.
Something surged up from the pit of his stomach and soaked the meridians in his chest till it numbed, like being densely pricked by a row of small needles. Although it didn't hurt much, it made him uncomfortable all over.
Before this, he hadn't yet experienced what it meant to be 'aggrieved'.
The Anyin Hall courtyard was so large that it was easy to find a comfortable and spacious room. Coupled with Meng Qianshan's attentiveness, it only took one night to arrange a vacant room on the east wing, facing the sun.
The room was nearly as big as the main house, and the light was especially bright. It was the best room for sunbathing among the wing rooms.
When Meng Qianshan prepared the room, he, more or less, wanted to please Madam Huo.
But Madam Huo didn't look the least bit happy.
The ancestor still had a cold face, and even the aura around him seemed a bit more intimidating than usual. Although Meng Qianshan did not know the reason, he still knew how to discern expressions, so after sending the ancestor over, he hurriedly retreated with the others.
The sun gradually rose, and Li Changning took Wei Kai to Anyin Hall.
It would take a few days for the herbs he prepared to have a noticeable effect. After taking Jiang Suizhou's pulse, Li Changning adjusted several of the medicines he used, then handed the prescription to Meng Qianshan and asked him to concoct the medicine for Jiang Suizhou.
After performing all these, a maid led the two of them to the room where Huo Wujiu was staying.
