After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Chapter 16.1

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 16.1

Dawn had fallen.

Jiang Suizhou wanted to get back to sleep, but did not expect sleep to escape him once he lay back again. Therefore, he got up early, and Meng Qianshan prepared breakfast in advance.

Huo Wujiu also got up very early.

Although they shared the same bedroom, there was basically no communication between them. Meng Qianshan waited for Jiang Suizhou to finish washing up, while Huo Wujiu went to the inner room to clean up. When Huo Wujiu returned with his wheelchair, Sun Yuan pushed his wheelchair to the table.

The breakfast meal was already on the table, and Jiang Suizhou was sitting there reading a book.

He didn't necessarily have to wait for Huo Wujiu to eat together, but the table manners ingrained in him since childhood forced him to wait for everyone to gather before he could start eating.

Upon seeing Huo Wujiu, Jiang Suizhou put down his book and automatically picked up his chopsticks.

Even when they were eating breakfast together, they looked at each other without saying anything.

But today, Jiang Suizhou had a feeling that something was wrong.

He felt like Huo Wujiu kept sizing him up, but whenever he looked at him, Huo Wujiu was eating with his eyes down. He didn't even spare him a glance at all.

It was quite weird.

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But Meng Qianshan, who was waiting on the side, caught his master peeking at Madam Huo all morning. He only took it as his master being unable to help himself in front of his sweetheart.

At this time, as a qualified servant, he naturally shared his master's worries.

With these thoughts in mind, Meng Qianshan smilingly spoke, "Master, a carpenter has already come yesterday. I remember you had mentioned that Madam's wheelchair was not working well, so I asked him to hurry up. The new wheelchair will be delivered to our courtyard within the day."

Jiang Suizhou looked up and saw Meng Qianshan blinking at him vigorously.

It was a no-brainer. This kid was showing off for Jiang Suizhou in front of Huo Wujiu, making innuendos to inform Huo Wujiu how good Jiang Suizhou was to him.

Jiang Suizhou was somewhat speechless. However, on second thought, all roads lead to Rome. Just say Meng Qianshan was pleasing Huo Wujiu on his behalf.

So, he grunted and replied offhandedly, “Not bad. If it arrives early, take it out for a spin and try it out to see if it works."

Just as well. Anyway, he worked in the Ministry of Rites while this bigmouth Meng Qianshan was also idle; might as well let him help Jiang Suizhou push Huo Wujiu out for a breath of fresh air.

Meng Qianshan agreed with a broad grin.

"If Your Highness comes back early, we can also go out for a walk together!" He said.

...That’s asking for too much.

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him warningly.

Meng Qianshan promptly shut his mouth with a grin.

But as Jiang Suizhou withdrew his gaze, he suddenly collided with Huo Wujiu's gaze.

Huo Wujiu was looking at him. His eyes were still cold, but there were dashes of complexities that Jiang Suizhou couldn't understand.

Huo Wujiu’s brow was also furrowed.

Jiang Suizhou was caught off guard. Huo Wujiu averted his eyes and didn’t look at him again.

Jiang Suizhou was momentarily dazed.

Er...Did he provoke him with what he just said?

Jiang Suizhou didn't bother to care what was wrong with Huo Wujiu. After breakfast, he went straight to the Ministry of Rites’ office to slack off.

Only the extremely diligent Meng Qianshan was left behind to serve Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu coldly watched Meng Qianshan bustling around him until the carpenter who sent the wheelchair arrived. The eunuch left temporarily, finally allowing Huo Wujiu to clear his mind for the time being.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Meng Qianshan was so noisy.

Just then, Sun Yuan, who had been waiting behind him, cautiously stepped forward and slipped something into his hand.

Huo Wujiu looked up at him and saw that Sun Yuan was stiff, and nervousness was almost written on his face.

"This is..Someone asked me to give it to you," Sun Yuan lowered his voice and stuttered.

He had never done anything like this before, and it was too much for him to handle.

The day before he pushed Madam Huo to the courtyard, someone stopped him on his way out of the house and slipped a silver ingot to bring a letter to Madam Huo.

What kind of person was His Highness, and what kind of person was Madam Huo? He naturally did not dare to do it. He hastily refused and ran. Fortunately, that person was not a vicious person. When Sun Yuan refused, he didn't force him nor silence him.

As a result, His Highness instructed the next day that any letters and articles, as long as someone sent them, should be given to Madam Huo in private.

This in turn scared Sun Yuan silly.

However, he dared not go against the King’s command.

Last night, Sun Yuan met the man again on his way home from the residence.

"Just think of it as me begging you to send this letter in," the man said. "General Huo is not an imprudent man. Just deliver it, and he will not leave any evidence behind to implicate you."

Sun Yuan halted.

S-Since the King ordered it…

Seeing him hesitate, hope immediately surfaced on the man's face: "What about it? I can add more money; this is negotiable!"

Sun Yuan had always been honest, so upon hearing this, he stammered in fright.

I-It wasn’t about money either. However, it seemed that Sun Yuan couldn’t just say that it was the King who asked him to deliver the letter…

Sun Yuan stammered for a moment and then replied, "Okay, pay me more."

The man hurriedly asked, "How much?"

“...Add two more silver coins, I guess.”

The man: “...?”

So, ridden with the doubt of "how did this man raise the price so affordably", the man handed the letter over to Sun Yuan, who in turn handed it to Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu glanced at the envelope in his hand and raised his head. His scrutinizing gaze fell on Sun Yuan.

Huo Wujiu’s gaze made Sun Yuan feel so guilty that he didn’t risk taking a breath. Sun Yuan just stood there like a bamboo pole.