After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 175

Huo Wujiu didn’t say anything for a while, which in Jiang Suizhou’s eyes was tacit approval.

But despite his acquiescence, he still kept his mouth shut.

Jiang Suizhou’s expression darkened in an instant.

He had endured several days in a row, until now. He couldn’t restrain himself anymore.

There was a big mess in the palace, and now the world was also in chaos. But Huo Wujiu kept hiding everything from him, forbidding him to know, as if to strictly protect him under his wings.

He knew Huo Wujiu’s intentions, but he didn’t want it.

He had read so many history books and knew how stormy a change of a dynasty was. This was not something someone could bear alone, and he didn’t want Huo Wujiu to shoulder everything by himself.

He obviously could work together with Huo Wujiu, but he wouldn’t let him.

He tolerated it for several days in a row until he was better off and was able to walk. Only then did he catch Huo Wujiu in the act. He wanted all the proof with him, so Huo Wujiu could no longer deny it.

But at this moment, Huo Wujiu was still hiding things from him and didn’t want him to know.

Jiang Suizhou pursed his lips, quietly looked at Huo Wujiu, but did not speak.

Huo Wujiu immediately sensed that something was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” He asked anxiously, reaching out to touch Jiang Suizhou again.

Jiang Suizhou, however, knocked his hand aside.

His strength was puny, but it was something Huo Wujiu couldn’t withstand.

“Huo Wujiu,” Jiang Suizhou’s voice sounded withdrawn. “If you like me, you should be honest.”

Huo Wujiu immediately panicked.

“No, I didn’t mean to lie to you. It’s just these things…” He was stuck.

It was just that these matters were terrible, so much that he couldn’t figure them out himself. He had no idea what to do, let alone let Jiang Suizhou worry about it.

He was… reluctant, thoroughly unwilling to do so.

Jiang Suizhou asked, “What is it?”

His voice was so cold that Huo Wujiu couldn’t stand it.

He gritted his teeth, fished out the letter hidden in the crack on the desk, and shoved it into Jiang Suizhou’s hand as if facing death unflinchingly.

“It’s not a big deal,” he was still talking tough.

Jiang Suizhou lowered his eyes and opened the letter.

The letter was written in vermilion pen, and the top was stamped with the imperial seal of Emperor Zhao Yuan.

The letter was written with great care, and even the concern and joy were beyond words. Emperor Zhaoyuan was glad that Huo Wujiu had not lost his legs and that he had recovered, but he also blamed him for not letting him know earlier and for not returning to the court immediately. Now that Huo Wujiu was said to be responsible for the destruction of Southern Jing, Emperor Zhao Yuan was even happier. He only asked how Huo Wujiu planned to settle down and how he would reward him generously.

Emperor Zhaoyuan was in very poor health, but the letter was written in a thick and eloquent manner. At the end of the letter, it was even vaguely visible that he couldn’t hold the pen. The handwriting was shaky, but he kept writing.

Jiang Suizhou finished reading the letter quietly and put it away.

“So, it’s because of this letter that you are unhappy, isn’t it?” Jiang Suizhou asked.

Huo Wujiu replied sullenly, reaching out to take the letter away.

His evasive appearance was clearly playing the ostrich.

Jiang Suizhou’s hand dodged to the side, allowing Huo Wujiu to grab the empty air.

“You should have known you’d have to face this.” Jiang Suizhou said, “That’s why you heavily guarded Southern Jing, but didn’t do anything else, right?”

Huo Wujiu said nothing

Jiang Suizhou knew that for him, this was an extremely difficult choice.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and raised his hand to cover the back of Huo Wujiu’s hand.

“In this letter, you also see something, right?” he asked.

Huo Wujiu remained silent, but held Jiang Suizhou’s hand with his other hand.

Jiang Suizhou silently returned his grip.

He had some suspicions, and today’s letter confirmed them.

If Emperor Zhao Yuan and Huo Yuyan were of one mind, then the throne and the Crown Prince position would both belong to them. Huo Yuyan wouldn’t have been so worried about his personal gains and losses and risked having private dealings with enemy ministers just to get Huo Wujiu killed.

If Emperor Zhao Yuan also wanted Huo Wujiu to die, then Huo Yuyan would not have had to go to such great lengths.

Now, in all likelihood, Emperor Zhao Yuan was unaware of Huo Yuyan’s actions.

Huo Wujiu gnashed his teeth and said under his breath.

“The father and son did not negotiate well,” he said. “Whether they want my life or not, they should let me know exactly.”

His tone was fierce, but Jiang Suizhou could hear the sadness in it.

Huo Yuyan and Emperor Zhao Yuan were both father and son. If they were both unkind and unrighteous, Huo Wujiu could have immediately commanded his troops north and turned against them, but Emperor Zhao Yuan was still a loving uncle to him.

He couldn’t do so, so he was forced into a dilemma instead.

Jiang Suizhou gently shook his hand.

“I do have an idea.” He said, “No matter what, we can solve the present dilemma first.”

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and looked at him, “What can we do?”

Jiang Suizhou looked at him quietly for a while, and when he spoke again, the direction of the conversation had already changed.

“I can tell you.” His eyes were a bit unyielding, and he gave Huo Wujiu a look. “But you have to promise me, don’t hide anything from me from now on.”

Huo Wujiu lowered his head and did not speak.

He didn’t know how to love someone yet. He only knew how to give him the best and stop the worst for him.

If there was such an unpleasant matter again, his choice would definitely not change.

Jiang Suizhou continued, “I know your intentions, but I also like you. You can not deprive me of the right to bear the storm for you.”

Huo Wujiu’s heart shook.

He looked at Jiang Suizhou without a moment’s hesitation.

It had never occurred to him that he needed someone’s protection, let alone need to rely on someone. Everyone taught him to be independent and strong, but Jiang Suizhou was the only one who gently told him he could bear the storms for him.

He couldn’t control the wild beating of his heart.

Huo Wujiu’s heart was burning so badly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged. He moved his lips and was about to speak, but heard Jiang Suizhou open his mouth again.

“What’s more, you’re still my concubine. You have to listen to whatever I say, and you’re not allowed to lie to me.”

Huo Wujiu’s complexion drastically changed.

The next moment, the sky spun.

Jiang Suizhou blinked and saw blossoms before his eyes. He felt a twinge of pain at his waist the moment someone picked up and pressed him on the imperial desk.

Simultaneously, Huo Wujiu’s voice between gnashed teeth rang out above his head.

“Who are you calling a concubine?”

Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and found a shadow cast in front of him.

Underneath the shadow were Huo Wujiu’s ferocious eyes, glaring at him ravenously.