After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 30

On the contrary, he was extremely handsome and outstanding.

He sat quietly in a wheelchair with a slender and tall figure that appeared a bit aggrieved no matter which way they looked. However, he sat extremely upright. He was dressed simply. There wasn’t much blood in his face, but his facial structures were as sharp as a sheathed blade, and it made people not dare to freely approach.

Just then, the atmosphere around underwent a slight change.

Jiang Suizhou saw a man in his peripheral vision.

He was tall and sturdy. He was obviously wearing a wide-sleeved imperial robe, but appeared instead like a mountain bandit. His grim face was very conspicuous. His copper bell-like large eyes were now filled with grief and anger and were even a little red. He was giving him the evil eye.

...Oh, Ji Hongcheng.

Jiang Suizhou secretly took a deep breath.

Ji Hongcheng was a reckless and straightforward man. Seeing Huo Wujiu at this moment, he would probably say or do something.

Jiang Suizhou prepared himself and waited for Ji Hongcheng to launch an attack.

Ji Hongcheng really did stride towards him. His robes fluttered, personifying a black bear that drilled through the cloth store, wrapped in silk and satin, baring its teeth and claws as it pounced to eat people.

However, Ji Hongcheng abruptly stopped three steps away from him.

Jiang Suizhou halted and frowned at him. He saw Ji Hongcheng standing there motionless.

...What is he doing?

Jiang Suizhou was somewhat confused. Then, Ji Hongcheng fiercely glared at him with his large bell-like eyes, turned around and left. The delicate and pretty lady beside him turned around rather apologetically and saluted Jiang Suizhou.

...He just left?

Jiang Suizhou gave him a puzzled look and just assumed that the guy didn’t dare to go crazy at the birthday feast of the emperor.

Little did he know that when Ji Hongcheng was about to charge towards him, a tiny paper-wrapped ball flew out of the air as sharp as an arrow and steadily hit Ji Hongcheng's chest, then fell into his arms.

No one saw this small fly-sized object, and no one saw who did it.

Only Ji Hongcheng, who hastily hid in the latrine and carefully unfolded the paper ball to look at it, knew.

Strong and soft calligraphy graced the paper. At first glance, it was General Huo's handwriting.

[Don't send letters again. Bide your time for a better chance.

When Lou Yue returns to the capital, send Zhi Liu to me.]

Ji Hongcheng immediately understood what he meant.

It turned out that, without him having to say it, General Huo had already planned ahead. He had not done anything, but was just waiting for the right time.

The timing... depended on General Lou.

But General Lou was bent on loyalty and service to the kingdom while General Hou was a rebel...Would General Lou really help him?

Ji Hongcheng’s heart was beating drums. He stuffed the note into his mouth and swallowed it.

Huo Wujiu had figured that he would meet Ji Hongcheng at the banquet today.

Although this person said he wanted to help him, he didn't help much. On the contrary, the frequent letters he sent were all useless news which would more likely attract attention and cause trouble for King Jing’s mansion.

To Huo Wujiu, Ji Hongcheng’s only role was to contact Lou Yue for him.

Huo Wujiu sat quietly in his wheelchair, his gaze extremely profound.

He persisted on staying alive, not to let the emperor humiliate him for a few more years, but to wait for the right opportunity to leave here. In the whole of Southern Jing, he couldn’t find someone he knew, and the only person he could use was Lou Yue.

Although Lou Yue stood opposite his father's camp and was now hostile to him, he owed Huo Wujiu a life in his early years, which could be considered a personal favor.

He didn't want to coerce grace for reward, and he would never let Lou Yue do anything against his principles. But now that he was trapped in the enemy camp, he could only use this favor to find a way out.

With this in mind, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Suizhou.

Jiang Suizhou was walking one step in front of him, with a tall and slender posture and fluttering robes. He must have been sporting a fiendish look at the moment, which made those around him cautiously look in their direction, but not dare to step forward.

If there really was such a day...Jiang Suizhou most probably wouldn’t sit idle.

Huo Wujiu withdrew his gaze.

If the heavens really spared him; if he still would have a semblance of power lef, he’d see if he could save this rabbit. King Jing was still good-hearted and harbored some inexplicable infatuation for him.

Jiang Suizhou, the man in front of him, did not know what Huo Wujiu who was behind him was thinking.

He was led by the palace staff all the way to Qiuwu Palace Hall, where he saw a eunuch waiting for him. When the eunuch saw him, he immediately welcomed him with a smile and gave him a big salute.

"Greetings, Your Highness. I will show you to your seat."

After speaking, he turned sideways and moved to invite Jiang Suizhou inside.

Just then, his gaze fell behind Jiang Suizhou.

At once, the flattering smile on the eunuch's face flickered for several seconds before he stepped forward and said, "Please, Your Highness. There are rules in our palace - family members need to sit separately in the women's seats."

With that, he raised his voice and said behind him, "Someone, come here quickly. Lead His Highness's wife to the west banquet hall..."

However, Jiang Suizhou coldy raised his hand, interrupting his order.

Send Huo Wujiu to sit there with female relatives? Seriously?

Needless to say, Jiang Suizhou knew that this was the method the emperor thought of to humiliate Huo Wujiu. Moreover, this would also leave Huo Wujiu alone. By then, any dirty trick played would be like shooting fish in a barrel.

Therefore, he definitely could not agree.

As for how he could argue…

Jiang Suizhou paused and gave Huo Wujiu a gloomy glance, then his gaze returned to the eunuch.

His eyes were as cold as a viper. With a shadow of a smile, he suddenly displayed a somewhat unspeakable, eerie, perversion.

He spoke unhurriedly.

“I need to personally keep an eye on my wife. He is very wild, and only I can control him...Please make an exception for me, eunuch."

He spoke softly, but inexplicably made the eunuch's back shudder. The eunuch cautiously scrutinized King Jing and saw him standing backlit, with a cool smirk at the corners of his mouth.

His bearing and delivery clearly wasn’t asking him to bend the rules, but was more like telling him that he had to bring his extra portable plaything to fiddle with.