Huo Wujiu didn't know how Highness King Jing, who obviously got
frustrated outside and came back alone drunk, had time to care about
whether his legs hurt or not.
However, this person was lying softly in his arms. Jiang Suizhou's eyes
were lax, staring at Huo Wujiu drunkenly, which immediately softened the
latter's heart. It was as if Jiang Suizhou was gently poking on his soft spot.
It seemed that his scent had gotten him somewhat intoxicated too.
Huo Wujiu paused and whispered, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Jiang Suizhou was still staring at him when he said, "But it's raining
outside."
Huo Wujiu took a deep breath.
For the first time, he felt that a drunk person was difficult to deal with, but
also for the first time, he felt that, while this man was clearly so difficult to
manage, he was not annoying at all.
He patiently and slowly said, "So you got wet. Get up and go change your
clothes."
Jiang Suizhou paused before he said as an afterthought, "Oh…I got wet."
With a casual push of his hand, he propped himself up on Huo Wujiu's
shoulder and struggled to stand up. But once drunk people lost their
strength, it would be difficult to get that strength back, so he tried several
times, all in vain.
Back and forth, it was akin to rubbing himself coquettishly in Huo Wujiu's
arms.
Huo Wujiu's face gradually became a little ugly.
All of a sudden, Jiang Suizhou felt a hand holding his arm tightly, lifting
him upwards and picking him straight up.
Then, the man carried him in just one hand, while his other hand rolled his
wheelchair. Huo Wujiu supported him all the way. He brought Jiang
Suizhou to the bedside, and with the one hand carrying him, pressed him to
sit on the bed.
"Change your clothes first," the man said.
Jiang Suizhou let him carry him all the way, only to feel a dizzy spell on his
head. When he sat down in bed, he somehow couldn't tell southeast from
northwest.
But he was obedient. When he heard Huo Wujiu's order, Jiang Suizhou
clumsily peeled off his soaked outer robe and casually tossed it to the floor.
"I'm not that wet…" While stripping, he also muttered under his breath.
After completing that task, he had no more strength and leaned sickly to the
side against the bedpost.
Seeing that Jiang Suizhou's inner clothes were dry and he most likely
wouldn't catch a cold, Huo Wujiu didn't force him anymore. He pressed the
wheelchair under his hand to go back to his own couch.
But he heard Jiang Suizhou, who was leaning against the bed, sigh softly.
The sigh was very soft, but Huo Wujiu could hear the exhaustion and
bewilderment Jiang Suizhou was trying to hide.
Huo Wujiu came to a stop, and the hand that was supposed to roll his
wooden wheel also stopped in its place.
He turned his head sideways and looked at Jiang Suizhou.
Huo Wujiu saw Jiang Suizhou leaning sideways, his forehead against the
bed frame. His eyes were drooping pensively, and he didn't utter a single
word.
The surroundings were quiet under the warmth of the lamp. Beautiful pearls
and jades were everywhere. The man was clearly sitting in his territory, but
he seemed to float in the void with no one to rely on.
"…What's wrong?" Huo Wujiu, who had never been nosy, asked for some
reason.
It took Jiang Suizhou a moment to realize that Huo Wujiu was talking to
him.
He opened his eyes, and under the candle flames, those eyes were flooded
with starry watery light.
"I've harmed someone." Speaking of this, his voice choked a little. "He was
framed because of me."
Huo Wugou most likely knew who he was referring to. After all, he was
also present when Meng Qianshan rushed in early this morning.
"It has nothing to do with you," Huo Wujiu said.
Even though he had been in the military for many years, he knew that some
innocent people would always be sacrificed in the struggle to frame each
other at court. Even if some people were not sacrificed because of Jiang
Suizhou, it would be very difficult for them to wisely protect their own
hide.
Jiang Suizhou shook his head. "It's my fault," he said, "I must get him out."
Speaking of which, a thought seemed to have occurred to him. His eyes
blinked, and a tear suddenly rolled down from his eyes.
Huo Wujiu panicked for no reason, and his movements were rather
cramped.
As the tear slid down, Huo Wujiu's eyebrows wrinkled tightly. His hand on
his knee was also clenched into a fist.
"If you want to save him, save him. Why are you crying?" Huo Wujiu said.
After a pause, he added, "Is it because you don't know how to save him?"
Although Huo Wujiu didn't know much about Southern Jing's imperial
court, corruption cases had always been very flexible. After all, the flow of
a sum of money had to go through many people's hands. It was not too
difficult to save a person who was originally slandered.
Jiang Suizhou, however, shook his head and raised his eyes to Huo Wujiu.
Jiang Suizhou didn't seem to notice that he was crying. Now that he was
looking tearfully at Huo Wujiu, he didn't even wipe the teardrops from his
face.
Such a gaze directed at Huo Wujiu made his chest a little tight. But for
some reason, his heart became inexplicably active, one beat followed
another, pounding especially fiercely. After staring at Huo Wujiu for a
while, Jiang Suizhou sighed softly.
"Huo Wujiu, when will your leg heal?"
Huo Wujiu had no expression on his face, but his clenched jaw betrayed
some emotions.
…When people got drunk, their speech would become incoherent.
One moment Jiang Suizhou said he was going to save an unrelated person,
and the next he wanted to heal his legs. Now that this man was drunk, he
acted as if he could manage all other people's business under the heavens.
However, Huo Wujiu was not too bothered when Jiang Suizhou's concern
was on him.
He seemed to have gotten used to this silly rabbit's stupid habit of putting
him first in everything.
A moment of silence later, Huo Wujiu lifted his hand and stretched his
rough knuckles to wipe off the tears hanging on Jiang Suizhou's face, as if
to wipe away those things that made him worried.
"It's alright," he said, "Sleep."
——
Though drunk Jiang Suizhou was incoherent, he was obedient. When Huo
Wujiu told him to sleep, he lay down obediently and let Huo Wujiu put
down the bed curtains for him and extinguish the lights in the room.
While lying in bed, Jiang Suizhou's thoughts were still in a mess. How
great would it be if Huo Wujiu's legs healed right away?
He would let him kill Pang Shao quickly and change the course of history,
so that the latter's pawns would die an early death.
With that in mind, Jiang Suizhou dizzily fell asleep.
He slept for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky was
already bright.
The sun shining on Jiang Suizhou's face made him squint. He had a
headache and got dizzy when he sat up.
…I drank too much yesterday.
He could only recall memories from when he was still in the wine shop.
When he had left out and let the cold wind blow on him, his thoughts were
jumbled. Jiang Suizhou sat on the bed and rubbed his head, but he couldn't
remember how he got back to the house yesterday.
Right on cue, Meng Qianshan came in.
Seeing that Jiang Suizhou had already woken up, Meng Qianshan hastily
ordered a maid to bring hangover soup while he greeted him, "Your
Highness, you're awake."
Jiang Suizhou rubbed his temples and nodded.
Meng Qianshan said, "Where is Your Highness uncomfortable? It's early in
the day, so you can sleep a little longer. Officials from the Ministry of
Justice have now gone to the Ministry of Rites to investigate the case. Early
this morning, an official came to report that you don't have to go to work
today."
Hearing the words Ministry of Rites, Jiang Suizhou paused, but shook his
head.
"No more sleeping," he said.
Meng Qianshan hastily responded, took the hangover soup handed to him
by a maid nearby and delivered it to Jiang Suizhou's hand.
"Your Highness, have a bowl of soup first," he said.
Jiang Suizhou answered and picked up the soup.
After a few mouthfuls of soup, his spirit indeed cleared and brightened in a
few moments, and his vision wasn't as blurry.
He then began to ruminate about Ji You's matter.
Ji You was imprisoned because of him, so he must not ignore, but with his
pathetic power at present, there weren't people that he could mobilize and
rely on. Pang Shao's spearhead was now pointing directly at Ji You. With
his weak forces facing the enemy's strong ones, it was honestly very
challenging.
Therefore, he must find every advantage he could use, try to start from the
shadows, and attack his opponents by surprise.
If that was the case…he might have to utilize the two "concubines" in his
house.
Gu Changyun seemed to be quick witted. Although he was not loyal, Jiang
Suizhou had blackmail in his hands; Xu Du had spoken to him frankly and was also raising some dead soldiers for him. If he wanted to attack from the
dark, these people might come in handy…
Just then, Jiang Suizhou heard the sound of a banging wheelchair.
He looked up and saw Huo Wujiu, who had just finished washing up and
was coming out of the back room. The hair on his forehead was damp with
some water droplets, and when the sun shone, they glistened.
Feeling Jiang Suizhou watching him, Huo Wujiu turned his head and
frankly locked eyes with him.
"Awake?" He heard Huo Wujiu ask.
That was right…he came back drunk yesterday and couldn't even recall
what he had done, but Huo Wujiu had always been in this room.
Presumably, he knew exactly what Jiang Suizhou did yesterday.
Jiang Suizhou was a little worried, but still uncertain. He carefully surveyed
Huo Wujiu's expression.
He shouldn't have said anything that shouldn't be said, right?
Perhaps the sun was pleasant today, because when he looked at Huo
Wujiu's inscrutable face, he felt that the latter was in a good mood.
He probably didn't provoke him yesterday.
This time, Jiang Suizhou was relieved. Meng Qianshan waited on Jiang
Suizhou as he changed his clothes and robes and removed the smell of
alcohol from his body. Then Jiang Suizhou sat down comfortably at the
table.
Huo Wujiu sat opposite him.
The two had been living together for some days and had developed some
natural tacit understanding on trivial things. The daylight outside the
window was bright, and they had their breakfast without saying a word. In a
while, a touch of tranquility and warmth settled in the air.
Jiang Suizhou's appetite was not good because of last night's wine, and he
only drank half a bowl of porridge before setting down his chopsticks.
Meng Qianshan hurriedly went forward, and while handing him a copper
basin for washing hands, he asked, "Your Highness, will you go to the
office or to the study later?"
Jiang Suizhou pondered for a moment and remembered what he had
intended to do this morning.
The matter should not be delayed.
"Neither," he answered, "Send someone to Gu Changyun's courtyard now
and inform him that I will go to his place later. Let him prepare."
Um…early in the morning?
Meng Qianshan cautiously glanced at Jiang Suizhou then at Huo Wujiu. He
responded cautiously, and then withdrew.
Jiang Suizhou picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
But before that sip of tea entered his mouth, a crips clang echoed. It wasn't
resounding, but it's abruptness caused Jiang Suizhou's hands to shake with
fright.
He looked up and saw Huo Wujiu expressionlessly putting down his bowl.
Then, he turned the direction of his wheelchair and expressionlessly left on
his own.
…He's done eating?
Jiang Suizhou looked at the bowl Huo Wujiu placed on the table.
Huo Wujiu had always had a good appetite, and the rice in his bowl was
usually never wasted. But today, he had a large portion of porridge left in
his bowl, and the main course on the table was only half eaten.
Jiang Suizhou turned his head in surprise and looked at Huo Wujiu, who
had entered the bedroom.
He thought Huo Wujiu was in a good mood just now. Why did he suddenly
look sullen, as if someone had provoked him?
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