Meng Qianshan didn't dare to disobey, so he could only lead Sun Yuan and push the wheelchair forward.
He was crying in his heart and shouting, "Madam Xu, run!"
However, the two madams obviously didn't receive the signal he sent with his divine sense. When they heard the sound of the wheelchair, they both raised their heads and revealed a calm expression as they waited for the group of people to come closer.
Huo Wujiu, who was in the wheelchair, coldly glanced at the two of them.
He had some impression of the one in red. He looked like a woman and was careless. The first time they met, he reached out to touch his face.
The other one …
His gaze was a bit cold.
The one who tried to mediate the last time they met? He pinched the hand of the person in red. This was the person who methodically persuaded him and sent someone to call for a doctor.
… So Imperial Prince Jing liked this kind of person?
Huo Wujiu coldly withdrew his gaze. There was a bit of disdain in his eyes that didn't dare to agree.
In the military camp, the most annoying people were this kind of scholar who liked to dawdle and smooth things over. Just listening to this kind of person speak was enough to give people a headache. However, thinking about it, Imperial Prince Jing's character wasn't good and his taste was also very poor. It was normal for people who liked to be bad people.
Huo Wujiu coldly glanced at him in his heart. He didn't realize that he had included himself, who Imperial Prince Jing had "secretly admired for many years," in his attack range.
He only glanced at him and withdrew his gaze. His expression was cold and he had no intention of greeting him.
However, Gu Changyun was the first to speak with a smile.
"The last time you saw our Madam Huo was a while ago, right?" His foxy eyes were as soft as silk as he sized up Huo Wujiu from head to toe. "The feng shui of our Imperial Prince Jing's Estate is to nourish people. Look at Madam Huo. Her complexion has improved a lot."
Xu Du glanced at him indifferently.
He knew that before Gu Changyun's family declined, his father also had a few concubines in his house. Gu Changyun had been influenced by what he saw and heard since he was a child, so he was well versed in the ways of the inner residence. After he came to Prince Jing's Estate, he especially liked to act sour in front of outsiders.
Normally, he did not talk much. Presumably, Huo Wujiu would not pay attention to him either.
As expected, Huo Wujiu did not say a word. Instead, it was Meng Qianshan, who was behind him, who bowed and said with a smile, "Of course! Since Mrs. Huo came to the mansion, everything has been fine. Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Gu! "
As he spoke, he secretly nudged Sun Yuan with his elbow and continued with a smile, "I didn't know that the two madams were playing chess here. This servant is slow-witted and has disturbed the madams' mood … Sun Yuan, why don't you quickly bid farewell to the two madams?"
When Sun Yuan heard this, he quickly bowed to the two of them obediently.
However, before he could say goodbye, Gu Changyun interrupted him with a smile.
"What's the hurry?" he asked. "Meng Qianshan, do you think I'm a man-eating tiger?"
Xu Du glanced at him.
He had advised Gu Changyun many times not to cause trouble, but he also knew that Gu Changyun had experienced many ups and downs in his early years. He had developed this playful personality that was not afraid of death and would tease anyone he met. It was not easy to change it.
Seeing that Meng Qianshan was smiling apologetically, Xu Du opened his mouth to smooth things over, "If there's nothing important, there's no rush to leave. Does Mrs. Huo know how to play chess? Just now, Changyun and I were in a stalemate. If you know how to play, why don't Mrs. Huo come and see how we can break this game? "
Huo Wujiu glanced at him indifferently.
He hated playing chess the most.
His father was a terrible chess player, but his military advisor was a national chess player. Yangguan was far away, and his father was unwilling to let go of any resources to educate him. Thus, he forced him to learn chess from that smiling tiger military advisor.
He did not have the patience to play these boring black and white chess pieces, so he always caused trouble. His father was so angry that he took away his favorite Dawan horse and used it as a threat to force him to learn.
Just because he knew how to play chess, it did not mean that he liked it.
Huo Wujiu glanced coldly at Xu Du in front of him.
He dilly-dallied with a mud stick and an annoying black and white chess board. These annoying things were put together.
Behind him, Sun Yuan heard Xu Du's words and looked left and right, not knowing who to listen to. Huo Wujiu raised his hand and gestured for him to stay where he was.
Sun Yuan hurriedly did as he was told. Huo Wujiu grabbed the wooden wheel of his wheelchair and walked to the side of the chess board.
Xu Du looked at him.
Huo Wujiu sat at the side of the chess board and looked down indifferently. He scanned the chess board, and without hesitation, he reached out his hand, picked up a black chess piece, and placed it on the board.
Xu Du was stunned.
However, Huo Wujiu did not give him a chance to speak.After placing that piece, he retracted his hand and pressed it on the wooden wheel. He exerted force and the wheelchair turned and went straight away.
"Let's go," he said.
Sun Yuan hurriedly went forward to push him. Meng Qianshan hurriedly bowed to the two of them and left.
Gu Changyun watched them all the way until they were far away. Then, he said to Xu Du in surprise, "Look, he's a general indeed. Even though he's locked up in the backyard, he's still so wild and arrogant."
However, Xu Du remained silent and did not say a word.
Gu Changyun did not wait for Xu Du to reply. He turned to look at him and saw Xu Du staring at the chess board expressionlessly and silently.
Gu Changyun laughed and teased him. He followed his gaze and looked at the chess board. "What's so interesting about this chess board? It's just … "
His words came to an abrupt end.
On the chessboard, Xu Du's white piece had almost forced his black piece into a desperate situation. However, after Huo Wujiu's piece was placed, the black piece counterattacked like a trapped beast and bit the white piece's throat.
On the chessboard, the situation changed. The black piece regained its momentum and its momentum surged.
Gu Changyun paused for a moment and then smiled.
"He's pretty good at chess, isn't he?" he said.
Xu Du shook his head.
Just now, when Huo Wujiu placed that piece and retracted his hand, he raised his eyes and glanced at him.
His deep and cold black eyes were like that black chess piece, surging and ruthless. It was so cold that it made people fall straight into a cold lake.
In an instant, Xu Du felt a chill run down his spine. It seemed that Huo Wujiu wanted to kill more than just the white pieces on the chessboard.
After a moment, he smiled and shook his head.
Gu Changyun asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Xu Du was silent for a moment.
"Nothing," he said. "I just don't know … when did I offend that General Huo?"
— —
After noon, it began to drizzle.
Jiang Suzhou's eyes were bruised. He wearily finished his morning court session and rushed to the Ministry of Rites.
Even though Ji You took good care of him, he couldn't completely stop him from doing anything. Today, Ji You saw that his complexion was very poor. Seeing that it was still early outside, Ji You asked him to go outside the city and bring in a batch of materials for the meeting.
Ji You smiled and told him that after checking the accounts, he didn't need to report back to the Ministry of Rites. He just had someone send the materials to the Ministry of Rites' courtyard.
Jiang Suzhou knew that Ji You purposely went easy on him so that he could return to the residence early after finishing his work.
He was grateful for Ji You's gentle nature and the fact that he was a good person. He was also grateful for the fact that he had talked too much with Ji You that day.
However, he didn't expect that after he left the Ministry of Rites, the rain would get heavier.
As soon as he left the northern city gate, someone came to report that the carriage transporting the materials was stuck in the mud about ten li outside the city and couldn't get out.
This caused a lot of trouble.
The rain outside the city was heavier than the rain inside the city. Moreover, the outside of Lin 'an City was a dirt road. After the empress came here, she only cared about building the imperial city with the money in her hands. She didn't think about building roads at all.
Therefore, the materials that were supposed to be delivered in the afternoon were only delivered to the city gate when the sky turned dark.
Jiang Suzhou was outside the city in the cold and wet wind all day. When the carriages arrived, he still had to order his subordinates to count the materials and clean up the mud.
By the time he returned to the residence, it was already the middle of the night.
When he was outside the city, he had to make do with some food for dinner. When he returned to the residence, he felt so tired that he couldn't open his eyes. After cleaning up, he fell asleep.
Meng Qianshan carefully helped Jiang Suzhou lie down on the bed and looked to the side.
He saw Madam Huo sitting in the wheelchair next to the bed under the window. She was quietly flipping through the book in her hand.
Meng Qianshan vaguely remembered that Madam Huo usually didn't sleep so late. However … maybe she wasn't waiting for the prince. Maybe it was because the book in his hand was very interesting?
Meng Qianshan didn't dare to ask and quietly left.
The door was closed.
Huo Wujiu turned another page of the book in his hand.
In the book, a poor scholar climbed over the Prime Minister's courtyard wall and had a secret rendezvous with the beautiful first wife's daughter under the moon. The first wife's daughter shyly handed him a silk handkerchief that she had personally embroidered, but the scholar held her soft hand …
Huo Wujiu's eyes fell on the book, but his eyes were empty.
He flipped through half of the book, but he didn't notice what book he was holding.
After a while, he raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the bed.
Jiang Suzhou was lying there, seemingly asleep.
Huo Wujiu's fingers slowly turned the pages of the book.
Ever since he finished dinner alone at night, he felt inexplicably annoyed. He was so annoyed that he couldn't read a single word.
Huo Wujiu thought that this annoyance came from his legs.
The injury on his legs gradually healed, but he didn't feel it.It wasn't until a few days ago, when the sky started to become gloomy, that he felt something in his legs.
It was a faint stabbing pain that came from the broken meridian in his legs.
This pain was different from the sharp pain of being cut. It wasn't too serious, but it felt like a blunt knife scraping the bone. However, because the pain wasn't that strong, Huo Wujiu wasn't affected by it for a few days.
Until today, when it rained.
The humid air rose. His injury seemed to have sensed something. It tugged at a meridian all the way to his lumbar spine, causing a bone-piercing pain. The pain was dense and surging, and it didn't stop for a long time. It was as if someone was reaching into his flesh and pulling at his muscles and bones.
Huo Wujiu could only endure it silently.
However, it was a little strange. He sat quietly in the same place, holding the book in a daze. However, every time there were footsteps outside, he would subconsciously listen to the sound of the footsteps.
He didn't realize what he was waiting for, but every time he finished listening to the footsteps, the annoyance in his heart would increase a little.
Occasionally, he would hear Meng Qianshan sending other servants out to ask when Jiang Suzhou would be back. The manservants ran over a few times, but when they came back, they only said that the Prince was busy.
Huo Wujiu frowned imperceptibly.
Huo Wujiu didn't hear the footsteps until the sound of the rain outside the window subsided, and it was already the second night watch period.
It was a little light and not fast. As soon as Huo Wujiu heard it, he knew that Jiang Suzhou had returned.
He lowered his eyes and flipped a page of the book.
He didn't spend the night with his concubine today?
Huo Wujiu let out an almost inaudible sneer from the corner of his mouth. The annoyance that had accumulated in his heart for an entire night actually dissipated with this sneer.
Even the corners of his mouth were pulled up into an arc.
However, Jiang Suzhou didn't communicate with him today. He tidied up on his own and fell asleep on the bed.
It wasn't until now that there was no one around that Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and quietly looked at him.
What a sickly person. Just yesterday alone, after spending a night with that weakling and mud stick, she was so weak that she looked like this. He was already in this state, and he still wanted to learn from others to fill the backyard?
He really didn't want to live anymore.
This kind of sickly person should know his place and be protected under the wings. He should be raised in a greenhouse without being exposed to the sun or the rain. He should not be made to suffer, and he should not be allowed to have those kinds of thoughts and provoke those messy bees and butterflies.
When he thought of this, Huo Wujiu's heart started to beat faster, as if it had been stirred by a certain thought. His heart felt a little itchy.
He paused and calmly retracted his gaze, as if he was trying to suppress something. He picked up the book in his hand again.
[Zhang Sheng grasped the soft hand in his hand and felt that it was soft as if it had no bones. It made his heart and soul ripple. He saw that the young lady's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were timid. There was a saying that …]
… What kind of nonsense was this book that the Meng Qianshan found?!
Huo Wujiu's face darkened and he threw the book aside.
There was a soft smack, and the person on the bed was so startled that his shoulders trembled.
Huo Wujiu heard the soft sound and turned his head to look. He saw that the person on the bed was tightly wrapped in the blanket. He seemed to be startled, but he didn't seem to have woken up. He turned over and was still asleep.
… It was a little strange. He had never seen Jiang Suzhou wrap the blanket so tightly when he slept.
Huo Wujiu frowned. He heard that the person on the bed was breathing heavily, and it seemed that he had to exert more effort than usual.
Could he be sick?
He didn't want to care, and he was too lazy to cause trouble. He felt that it would be better to call the Meng Qianshan in.
However, his hands didn't seem to listen to his commands. They were supposed to move the wheelchair to the door, but for some reason, they went straight to the bed in Jiang Suzhou.
The person on the bed was tightly wrapped, and only her soft black hair was exposed. It spread out on the pillow.
Huo Wujiu hesitantly reached out and grabbed Jiang Suzhou's shoulders through the blanket.
This person was thin, and his shoulders were very thin. Even though they were separated by a thick blanket, Huo Wujiu easily held him with one hand.
Huo Wujiu did not use much strength to turn him around.
… His face was abnormally pale, and he was trembling. Even his breathing was shaky.
His eyes were tightly shut, and his lips were pale. His eyelashes were trembling, and he was having a hard time breathing.
Huo Wujiu was stunned when he suddenly bumped into his extremely fragile appearance. Then, as if he was afraid that he would hurt him, he hurriedly let go of his shoulders as if he had been electrocuted.
Then, he clumsily raised his hand and placed it on Jiang Suzhou's forehead.
… Was this the way to test if someone had a fever?
The temperature under his hand wasn't hot, but it was extremely cold. He must have been frozen and hadn't heated up yet.
Huo Wujiu was about to withdraw his hand and call Meng Qianshan over.
But at this moment, a cold hand struggled to reach out from under the blanket and grabbed his hand.
It was cold and soft. It didn't have any strength, but it made Huo Wujiu's hand freeze in place.
"Don't go." The person on the bed spoke in a trembling voice. He was clearly lying under the blanket, but he seemed like a person who had fallen into an ice cave and was trembling as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw.
Huo Wujiu heard Jiang Suzhou's voice, which sounded like he was talking in his sleep.
"Don't tell my mother. I'll be fine after a nap," he said.
Huo Wujiu didn't know who his "mother" was to him, but he could hear fear and confusion in Jiang Suzhou's voice, which was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
It was as if he was afraid of causing trouble.
Huo Wujiu paused. For some reason, he grabbed Jiang Suzhou's hand.
The joints of his hand were distinct and slender. He easily closed his hand and held the delicate hand in his palm.
Jiang Suzhou, who was unconscious on the bed, seemed to have suddenly found a source of heat. He sighed softly and struggled to pull the hand closer.
The next moment, a cold and delicate cheek was pressed against the back of Huo Wujiu's hand, which had bulging meridians.
— —
After Jiang Suzhou lay down, he fell into a trance and lost consciousness.
It was as if he had been wrapped up in a messy dream. Time and the world were all messed up.
One moment, it was when he was young. He was pushed and bullied by his half-brothers in his father's mansion. He didn't know who their mothers were. Feeling wronged, he went to look for his mother. However, through the door, he saw his mother sitting alone in her room, crying silently. She cried as if her soul had left her body. He became timid and didn't dare to voice his grievances.
Another moment, it was the annoying smiling face of his successor. There was also a group of court officials he had only seen in portraits. They stared at his every move with different expressions. He was nervous and fearful. He didn't dare to speak the slightest bit of nonsense.
Another moment, it was Huo Wujiu. He was holding a knife dripping with blood. His eyes were as cold as the day he took off his veil. He stared at him as if he wanted to immediately chop his head off and take it to the city wall to dry.
Jiang Suzhou wanted to run, but his legs were fixed in place. He watched as Huo Wujiu walked up to him and reached out his blood-stained hand …
Jiang Suzhou simply closed his eyes and waited for death. However, he didn't expect that Huo Wujiu wouldn't kill him.
… He actually reached out and touched his face.
Jiang Suzhou thought that Huo Wujiu was trying to figure out which part of his neck to cut the knife. He touched his face in a crooked way.
However, he didn't expect that Huo Wujiu's hand would stick to his face and wouldn't let go.
Jiang Suzhou also slowly woke up at this time.
It was as if he was in a dream. His mind was a mess and his body was burning. He opened his eyes in a daze. He could only see a flickering candle flame. It was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.
He only felt that his whole body was uncomfortably heavy. He slowly took a breath. Before he could speak, he choked and coughed hoarsely.
"Your Highness!"
It was the voice of the Meng Qianshan.
Jiang Suzhou coughed until his vision was blurry. At this moment, something in his hand suddenly grabbed his hand.
It was slightly cold and very strong. It pulled him up into a sitting position.
Then, another hand fell on his back. It slowly patted him and gradually smoothed out his coughing.
It was only then that Jiang Suizhou opened his teary eyes.
He saw Meng Qianshan kneeling in front of his bed. He was lying on the edge of the bed. Meng Qianshan was so anxious that his eyes were red. He stared intently at him. His mouth trembled, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
In his own hand, there was a large hand with distinct joints and crisscrossing meridians.
Jiang Suzhou had a fever and his mind was sluggish. When he saw that hand, he stared blankly up the arm.
He met a pair of cold, black eyes.
Jiang Suzhou was so frightened that he let go of that hand.
He saw Huo Wujiu calmly stop patting his back. At the same time, Huo Wujiu pulled a pillow behind him and pressed him against it. Then, Huo Wujiu turned his head and said calmly, "He's awake."
A young estate doctor hurried forward and knelt in front of the bed. He took Jiang Suzhou's pulse.
Huo Wujiu pressed his wheelchair and moved back two steps.
No one noticed that his right hand, which had been held in Jiang Suzhou's hand, was placed on his knee. He slowly twisted his fingers and clenched them.
It was as if he was holding onto some kind of feeling.
When the surrounding servants saw that Jiang Suzhou had woken up, they all stopped what they were doing and gathered around the bed.
The estate doctor took his pulse for a moment. He stood up and said, "Your Highness's body is still weak. In addition to overworking, the cold air invaded your body and caused you to catch a cold. This humble one has already boiled the medicine in the outer room. Your Highness should drink it and sleep. Your Highness's fever should subside early tomorrow morning. However, you must rest in the estate for a few days. Until you recover from the cold, you can't run around anymore. "
Meng Qianshan at the side repeatedly agreed. He ordered the maid beside him to quickly bring the medicine.
Jiang Suzhou leaned against the soft pillow and rubbed his temples strenuously. Only then did he manage to digest the estate doctor's words.
… … Oh, he was tired. It rained today and he fell ill from the cold.
It was already spring, so the rain wasn't cold. In this season, there was probably no one else other than him who could fall ill from the cold despite not being drenched in the rain.
Jiang Suzhou sighed in resignation.
However, it was also good. Now that he was sick, he could rest in the estate for a few days with a clear conscience.He didn't know if he could stay sick for a little longer. It would be best if he could stay sick until the future master's Millennium Banquet. In that case, he could claim that he was sick and not go. Naturally, he wouldn't need to go to Huo Wujiu … …
When he thought of Huo Wujiu, Jiang Suzhou's muddled mind paused.
Just now … … he seemed to have held Huo Wujiu's hand?
However, he didn't have the slightest impression of it. He didn't know how Huo Wujiu came to his bedside and how he held his hand.
Jiang Suzhou only felt that he was muddle-headed from his illness.
However, he didn't have much time to think. An extremely overbearing bitter smell drifted over from afar.
Jiang Suzhou furrowed his brows.
He saw a bowl of ink-black medicine placed in a white jade bowl placed in front of him.
The bitter smell drifted to Jiang Suzhou's nose. Immediately, he was agitated and started coughing. He coughed so hard that he retched. Meng Qianshan was so frightened that he repeatedly patted his back and called him master.
When the coughing stopped, Jiang Suzhou turned his head away.
Before he transmigrated, he especially disliked drinking Chinese medicine. However, he didn't expect that the taste of ancient Chinese medicine was even worse than that of modern Chinese medicine.
Meng Qianshan read the refusal in his actions and earnestly advised, "I beg you, Your Highness. It's better if you drink this medicine!"
Jiang Suzhou held his breath and didn't say a word.
The medicine was placed in front of him. He was afraid that if he took another breath, he would choke and lose half his life.
Meng Qianshan was so anxious that he was about to cry.
"Your Highness! If you don't take the medicine, how can you recover from this illness! "
Jiang Suzhou paused.
… That's right.
If he didn't take the medicine, wouldn't he be unable to recover from this illness?
If he recovered from this illness … then wouldn't it be reasonable for him to not bring Huo Wujiu to attend the future master's Millennium Banquet?
— —
From that day onward, Jiang Suzhou naturally rested at his residence.
Many court officials sent him gifts to express their condolences. Even the future master rewarded an imperial physician with the glorified excuse of treating him.
Jiang Suzhou knew that the future master was afraid that he was faking his illness, so he specially sent someone to take a look.
However, Jiang Suzhou's illness was really serious. When the imperial physician returned, he said that His Highness Prince Jing's body was really useless and that he would lose half his life in the spring rain. The future master was so happy that he rewarded Jiang Suzhou with a pile of useless gold, silver, and jewelry the next day. He told Jiang Suzhou to rest well and that he didn't need to worry about court matters.
The Minister of Rites, Ji You, also knew that it was because of the task that he assigned to Jiang Suzhou that caused him to catch a cold and fall ill. That day, Jiang Suzhou asked Meng Qianshan to bring a letter to Ji You. Ji You felt quite guilty and asked Meng Qianshan to bring back a variety of unofficial history books as an apology.
Jiang Suzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He told Meng Qianshan to quickly put away those books and put them somewhere he couldn't see.
The next day, his fever subsided, but he still caught a cold.
Jiang Suzhou had never caught a cold so unbearable before.
The original master's respiratory system was probably very weak. Once he caught a cold, his throat and lungs would feel extremely uncomfortable. Because of his poor health, these past few days, his body would be so cold that it felt like it was about to freeze, and then he would have a low fever.
Jiang Suzhou was tortured to death. He didn't forget to secretly ask Meng Qianshan if he should move Huo Wujiu out so that he wouldn't get sick.
This was just an excuse. Jiang Suzhou just wanted to use this excuse to move Huo Wujiu out.
After all, the future master and Pang Shao were now completely convinced that he was a homosexual. They even thought that he was a homosexual who liked to play exciting games. Since that was the case, there was no need for him to keep Huo Wujiu here every day and let him sleep on the couch every day.
However, Meng Qianshan shook his head repeatedly.
When he heard Jiang Suzhou say this, he smiled so widely that his teeth could be seen.
"No need. Mrs. Huo isn't afraid of this." He took advantage of the fact that Huo Wujiu wasn't in the room and whispered to Jiang Suzhou.
Jiang Suzhou frowned.
Meng Qianshan said, "You don't know! The day you were sick, it was Mrs. Huo who found out. Ever since this servant came in, Mrs. Huo has been holding your hand. She only let go when you woke up! "
At this point, Meng Qianshan was already laughing happily.
Jiang Suzhou was a little speechless.
He had a vague impression … but it wasn't Huo Wujiu who held his hand. It was him who held Huo Wujiu and didn't let go.
However, even if he said that, Meng Qianshan wouldn't believe him. Even if Huo Wujiu's martial arts were crippled, it was impossible that he couldn't pull away from a feverish patient like him, right?
Meng Qianshan continued with a smile, "Your Highness, I think that Mrs. Huo is more or less … Ah! Sincerity really can move metal and stone! "
Jiang Suzhou's face turned cold and he chased him away.
As expected, as long as he lied, he would have to pay the price for it sooner or later.
Looking at Meng Qianshan's smug back, Jiang Suzhou gritted his teeth and shook his head. He could only temporarily suppress the thought of moving Huo Wujiu away.
Although his illness was relapsing, he was getting better day by day.
Originally, the empress sent an imperial physician once, but there was no news from him after that. Unexpectedly, a few days later, another imperial physician from the palace came to visit again.
This time, Jiang Suzhou could clearly see that this imperial physician was different.
The previous imperial physician invited by the empress only briefly took Jiang Suzhou's pulse and left after seeing that he was seriously ill.
However, this imperial physician was different. After he arrived, he carefully examined Jiang Suzhou. He even clearly checked the medicine that Jiang Suzhou had been taking these days.
Jiang Suzhou guessed that this imperial physician was most likely sent by Pang Shao.
The empress only wanted to see that Jiang Suzhou was sick. If he was sick, the empress would be happy and would not care about anything else. However, Pang Shao was different. He was watching Jiang Suzhou to see how his body was, when he would recover, and if he would use this opportunity to do anything else.
Jiang Suzhou was extremely annoyed by this kind of surveillance.
However, this imperial physician could not be chased away. He would come once every few days.
Until this day.
This was the third time that the imperial physician had come. After examining Jiang Suzhou, the imperial physician smiled meaningfully and said, "Your Highness is recovering well. I think you will be well in two or three days.Coincidentally, in four days, it will be the Emperor's Millennium Banquet. His Majesty has been thinking about you every day. This time, you will definitely be able to attend. His Majesty will not be disappointed. "
With that, he swaggered off.
Jiang Suzhou sat on the bed. He was so angry that his breathing was uneven.
He knew that Pang Shao was threatening him. He was telling him that he knew about Huo Wujiu's physical condition and that Huo Wujiu would not be able to escape. He had to send Huo Wujiu to the palace for the future master to amuse and amuse.
At this moment, Meng Qianshan came in with a bowl of decocted medicine.
Jiang Suzhou glanced at the medicine and looked away.
After a while, he felt that he had been soaked in this bitter medicine. There was a bitter taste all over his body.
He would rather not drink this medicine. If his body was not well, he would just be sick for a few more days. It was better than those people getting their way and humiliating Huo Wujiu again.
With this thought, Jiang Suzhou said to Meng Qianshan calmly, "Put it down. I will drink it in a while."
Meng Qianshan looked at him cautiously.
He knew that his master was not in a good mood. He probably did not have the patience to drink the medicine.However, Jiang Suzhou had been quite active in drinking medicine these days. Other than the first time, he did not refuse.
Meng Qianshan was relieved. Hearing his master's words, he put the medicine aside and left.
Only he and Huo Wujiu were left in the room.
Jiang Suzhou glanced at Huo Wujiu and saw him sitting quietly in the distance with his head lowered as he flipped through a book.
He got off the bed and picked up the medicine on the low table next to him.
However, he did not notice that Huo Wujiu, who was next to him, heard the noise and immediately looked up at him.
Jiang Suzhou was completely unaware. He was wearing thin pajamas and holding the medicine in one hand. His steps were somewhat unsteady as he walked towards the purple sand basin in the corner.
Jiang Suzhou thought that as long as he poured the medicine for two days, his old illness would relapse. If he wanted to go to the Thousand Autumn Banquet, he would have to be carried.
With this thought, he walked to the purple sand basin and handed the jade bowl over.
However, just as he was about to pour the medicine, a hand suddenly reached over and grabbed his wrist.
Jiang Suzhou turned around and saw that Huo Wujiu had appeared beside him.
He sat in his wheelchair and clamped Jiang Suzhou's wrist with one hand, making it impossible for him to move his hand. Although he raised his head to look at him, his sharp black eyes were cold and imposing.
Jiang Suzhou felt inexplicably guilty.
"What are you doing?" He heard Huo Wujiu ask.
Jiang Suzhou steadied his mind and said coldly, "Meddlesome. Move aside. "
However, Huo Wujiu's hand did not loosen at all.
"Drink it."
These words sounded like an order coming from his mouth.
"Are you talking to this prince?" Jiang Suzhou adopted the attitude of a fierce Meng Qianshan. His eyes were cold as he looked down at him arrogantly.
Huo Wujiu did not say anything, but the strength in his hand increased. He forcibly pulled Jiang Suzhou's hand back inch by inch. He held his wrist and forced him to bring the medicine back to him.
He was clearly using his actions to order him to drink the medicine.
The bitter smell hit him in the face.
Jiang Suzhou frowned from the smell. He looked down and saw Huo Wujiu's cold and unyielding expression. It was as if he did not want to leave him any room for negotiation.
Jiang Suzhou felt an inexplicable sense of grievance in his heart.
He knew that his successor hated him. He had been humiliated a lot since he came here, and he had long since endured it.
He also knew that it was hard to be sick. During this period of time, he had been sick to death every day. He had never been sick for so long or so long.
To him, rather than being sick like this, it was better to let his successor speak freely.
What was he afraid of? Wasn't it because he was afraid that this ancestor in front of him would be humiliated and put on his account? He wanted him to pay with his life.
He laughed coldly.
"General Huo, why do you think I poured the medicine?" he asked.
Huo Wujiu did not say anything. He only quietly held his wrist and confronted him with silence.
Jiang Suzhou continued, "You heard what the imperial physician said just now, right? Why does he always come to see this prince? Why does he remind this prince?Because the Emperor said that he wanted this prince to bring you to his Millennium Banquet. He wants to see you. "
It had been a long time since he had said such a long sentence in a row. Jiang Suizhou's breath was a bit difficult to catch. When he said this, he choked and coughed a few times.
He forced himself to endure and continued, "I don't need to tell you why he wants to see you, right? Although this prince doesn't want to get involved, I don't want to lose face in front of all the officials. Pour this medicine out and stay sick for a few more days. It's good for both of us. Do you understand? "
After saying this, Jiang Suizhou took a few laborious breaths before he managed to calm his breathing.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Wujiu.
He saw Huo Wujiu look at him indifferently. His expression was extremely calm as he listened to his words.
Huo Wujiu waited for him to catch his breath before he opened his mouth.
"I know," he said. "So, drink the medicine."
Jiang Suzhou furrowed his brows.
He saw that his dark eyes were calm and peaceful.
He was clearly unable to stand up. He was in an enemy country and was a prisoner of war that everyone had the right to trample on. However, his eyes inexplicably gave people a sense of reassuring strength.
"It won't take my life. I have nothing to be afraid of. If he wants me to go, I'll go," he said.
After pausing for a moment, Huo Wujiu said somewhat stiffly and awkwardly.
"So, don't be afraid."