After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 31

Who in the palace didn’t know that King Jing was perverse?

He not only played with men, but also toyed them to death. Everyone said that he took after his enchanting concubine mother, born to suck the Yang energy of men.

The eunuch was shocked, and his eyes involuntarily drifted toward Huo Wujiu.

Although the man in the wheelchair looked tall, his lips were quite pale.

He was looking down without any expression on his face. He was evidently bold and sharp in appearance, but under Jiang Suizhou’s shadow, he appeared somewhat pitiful.

Look, there was even a wound on his eyebrow. Was it inflicted by King Jing himself?

After a quick glance, the eunuch immediately averted his eyes, and failed to notice what kind of mood the poor man sitting behind King Jing was hiding under his drooping eyelashes.

The eunuch bowed and was caught in a dilemma: “Uhm…”

He hesitated for a moment and said with a forced smile, "Your Highness, this is truly against the rules."

Jiang Suizhou turned cold and was about to speak…

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a crowd of people climbing up the steps, drawing nearer.

Many officials clustered around and were lively. They followed a courtier in a vermilion court dress all the way up the stairs as if he was the sun.

A red court dress, the highest rank.

There was no other person who could have worn this robe except Pang Shao.

Jiang Suizhou’s heart tightened.

He knew that the little eunuch in front of him was easy to fool, but Pang Shao was a thousand-year-old fox. Jiang Suizhou was fighting for Huo Wujiu to stay by his side, but one careless move would let Pang Shao see the clues.

He went rigid, his heart hammering.

The next moment, amidst the noise of approaching people, he turned sideways and grabbed Huo Wujiu's chin, roughly lifting his face up like an object on display.

With cold eyebrows and a shadow of a meaningful smile on his lips, he looked at the eunuch and said, "Against the rules? Then let me see whether he is male or female."

Jiang Suizhou heard the weakening of the approaching voices behind him. That group of people must have noticed the dispute on their side.

Jiang Suizhou was so nervous that his hands trembled a little.

However, he hoped that nothing was revealed and also hoped that Huo Wujiu knew this was only a desperate measure…

The eunuch froze.

He stared at Jiang Suizhou's movements in a daze, and then found that His Highness King Jing, whose lush feminine beauty carried an evil air, tightly pinched General Huo’s chin and forced him to raise his face to directly face him.

The man's eyes were still downcast, and as he raised his head, a hideous scar was revealed at his collar.

It lay across his clavicle, and although it had scabbed, the edges were still red. It looked a bit appalling in the vibrant light.

The eunuch’s legs went limp in fright.

“H-He’s a man of course…” he stammered.

His Highness King Jing gave a cold laugh and flung Huo Wujiu's face away.

"Isn't that right?"

He slowly and methodically took a handkerchief out of his bosom and slowly wiped up the hand that had touched Huo Wujiu.

"You’re sending him off with a bunch of women; are you not afraid of accidents? I’m even more uneasy."

He slowly wiped his already clean fingers one by one, and the moment his hand loosened, his handkerchief fluttered to the ground.

“I’m afraid of getting dirty, you should know that," he looked up and said.

“This...This…” the eunuch clammed up for a while.

Just then, Jiang Suizhou heard a burst of laughter behind him.

“I was wondering who the official here was. It turned out to be Your Highness King Jing!” The man laughed aloud.

Jiang Suizhou turned around.

Pang Shao was standing there, just a few steps behind him.

Although this old bastard frequently persecuted him recently, it wasn’t until today that he came face to face with Pang Shao for the first time.

Unlike his repulsive appearance in portraits, this old bastard was born with an upright appearance. When dressed in a court robe, he exuded quite a majesty that reached the high heavens.

Only his eyes were exceedingly deep with a touch of an elusive gleam.

Jiang Suizhou tensed up.

He coldly swept Pang Shao a glance, put on a look of disinterest, and faintly said, "Pang-daren1."

His gesture could be regarded as very rude. Although Jiang Suizhou was a prince, Pang Shao was also his biological granduncle with the highest official rank as the Grand Minister over the Masses. In terms of status, the two of them were not much different, not to mention Pang Shao’s power.

But Jiang Suizhou knew that this attitude was what the original owner should have had.

As expected, Pang Shao remained amiable and wasn’t the least bit indignant. Instead, he bowed, leading the courtiers around him to salute Jiang Suizhou. Then he smiled and asked, "Your Highness, why are you standing here?"

Jiang Suizhou's expression cooled further, and after a faint glance at Huo Wujiu, he quickly averted his gaze in disgust and no longer looked at him again.

"It's nothing." He turned sideways, seemingly unwilling to talk more. "Pang-daren, you first, please."

Pang Shao, however, did not move, but instead addressed the eunuch, "On His Majesty's joyous day, how did you displease His Highness King Jing?"

The eunuch hurriedly stepped forward, knelt down and said, "Pang-daren, the King...the King wants to bring his wife to the table."

There naturally was no need for him to explain because Pang Shao had noted Jiang Suizhou's every word and action just now.

Pang Shao looked at Jiang Suizhou with a smile.

"Let His Highness take him with him. The king and his wife are very much in love. Do you want to separate the lovebirds?"

He spoke slowly.

Jiang Suizhou’s face immediately turned ugly, as if he had swallowed something dirty. He could barely hide his disgust.

Still, his face wasn’t stretched taut and he only softly scoffed.

The eunuch repeatedly said yes and bowed to invite Jiang Suizhou to his seat.

Pang Shao’s words seemed to have disgusted Jiang Suizhou. He no longer spared him a glance again, turned around as if no one was in his sight and left.

Pang Shao stood in place and watched him leave.

Seeing Jiang Suizhou drifting away, an official nearby said discontentedly, "His Highness is really rude."

Pang Shao smiled and shook his head. He didn't think much of it, and his eyes even flashed with a gratified smile.

"Your Highness is just young," he replied nonchalantly.

1 Daren - honorific for high-ranking officials or nobilities