After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 113
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Chapter 113

He shot several glances at Huo Wujiu, and after several times, Huo Wujiu caught him in the act.

Jiang Suizhou was sick and confused. When he locked into those bottomless black eyes without warning, he was startled.

Huo Wujiu regarded him quietly and asked after a while, Whats wrong?

Jiang Suizhou swallowed his saliva and whispered, Dont be angry.

Huo Wujius figure stilled for a split second.

Then, he stood up from his wheelchair and marched over to Jiang Suizhous side and sat down.

Im not angry, he denied.

Then you

But next time, when making a decision like this, shouldnt you discuss it with me first? Huo Wujiu asked.

Jiang Suizhou choked and lost his tongue for a moment.

After a while, he murmured inaudibly, And you say youre not angry

Huo Wujiu had a keen sense of sight and hearing, so he heard it loud and clear.

He sighed somewhat helplessly, reached out to check Jiang Suizhous forehead and said, There are plenty of means. Theres no need for you to harm your body.

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Jiang Suizhou stubbornly argued, Im used to being sick

It was the truth. When he came to this dynasty, his life could not be guaranteed. How could he care about whether he was sick or not? On the contrary, his weak physique could sometimes be used as a cover and sometimes as a weapon. He had no psychological and moral burden to use himself. When the situation called for it, he was naturally fearless.

However, Huo Wujiu interrupted him.

Its nice to be sick, isnt it? he asked.

Jiang Suizhou snapped his mouth shut and refused to say a word.

Huo Wujiu continued, If youre unwell, why are you doing this? Just tell me straight, and therell always be another way.

Jiang Suizhou was at a disadvantage. He knew that he was lacking in consideration, and he was also used to making his own decisions, so he never thought of discussing with Huo Wujiu.

He bowed his head and uttered a muffled hum sullenly.

He naturally didnt know how aggravated he appeared in admitting his mistake, but in Huo Wujius eyes, he looked a bit annoyed. Jiang Suizhou embodied a little pet that did something wrong. Huo Wujiu had just admonished him with a couple of sentences, and he pretended to be pitiful and wronged, like he was being bullied.

Huo Wujiu couldnt withstand this appearance.

When he spoke again, he tried his best to soften his voice. Because Huo Wujiu never spoke softly to anybody, this soft voice rang quite awkwardly and clumsily.

Even if I dont take care of this injury, its not a problem. The wound isnt deep, and there is no poison on the blade, nor any vital damage. Even without treating it, it would heal.

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Jiang Suizhou smiled and was about to speak, when Huo Wujiu beat him to it again.

Dont talk back. Huo Wujiu spoke unforgivingly, I know this much better than you.

That was true.

Although Huo Wujiu was still young, he had grown up on the battlefield. As a modern man, Jiang Suizhou had never seen any bloody battles at all. For a while, he felt like a disappointment. Throwing his concern into the mix led to chaos. It was nothing more than making a big fuss over a minor matter.

He zipped his lips shut.

Huo Wujiu paused for a couple of seconds, as if he was organizing his words, and then he spoke again.

You felt bad when I got hurt yesterday, didnt you? he stated.

Jiang Suizhou nodded his head.

Huo Wujiu carried on.

I can feel you feeling bad for me. When you laid in the cold and drove yourself sick for my minor injury, how did you know I wont be uncomfortable?

Although his tone sounded awkward, his words caught Jiang Suizhou off guard.

He stiffened and looked up at Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu just sat there with his eyes cast down, looking cold and calm, and didnt look at him.

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Jiang Suizhou was ill and all he could make out was a vague shadow of the man. Coupled with the rocky carriage, the image before his eyes was even less clear. Hence, he didnt see how stiff Huo Wujius body was. Huo Wujius cold gaze that was fixed at the corner of the carriage was motionless and brimming with tension.

This appearance was obviously a squirm to hide something.

After a while, he looked at Jiang Suizhou.

Just take care of yourself, he said, Theres no need to harm yourself for me.

Jiang Suizhou opened his mouth and was about to speak.

But at this time, the carriage finally descended the mountain. This section of the road had not been repaired, and it had rained some days before, so the ground was rugged, especially after the grand ceremonial guard of the Hou Zhu rolled over them.

The carriage abruptly lurched. Jiang Suizhou knocked heavily on the carriage, slid to the side following the inertia, and then fell straight to the other side.

Jiang Suizhou felt as if his tender head had been mashed into dough.

But just in time, he plunged headfirst into a familiar embrace.

Warm, hard, with the unique steeliness of the muscles; there was also that heartbeat that was as steady as if all the sounds in the world disappeared, leaving behind only this beat.

Jiang Suizhou felt his heartbeat stop for a second.

He froze, only to feel the fever he felt last night come rushing back. It took him a while to recover, and he promptly supported himself to straighten up.

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But an arm lifted up at that same moment, pressed on his shoulder and swept him backwards, keeping him in place.

The carriage was still bumpy, but the warm embrace and the hard carriage were entirely different.

Jiang Suizhou lost his voice in his throat.

Then with the vibration of the chest behind him, he heard Huo Wujius voice.

All right, close your eyes. Sleep and well be there soon, he said.

Jiang Suizhou wasnt too sick to move, yet he didnt struggle anymore.

He was stunned for a moment, but somehow he obediently complied with his command and closed his eyes.

For a while, darkness fell before his eyes, and in the swaying carriage, the man surrounded him in a solid warmth.

He felt like a bird returning to his nest.

Jiang Suizhou might be afflicted with dizziness, but there was a moment of clarity in his divine consciousness, which made him suddenly want to understand something.

He seemedto have fallen.

It seemed like the matter about Jingwangs cut sleeve developed from fake to truth.