CH 80

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 80

Huo Wujiu could tell what this subordinate of Jiang Suizhou was thinking.

If he was really Jiang Suizhou’s concubine, saying these words would not be strange. But since he wasn’t, putting forth this kind of act was only to poke fun at him.

Huo Wujiu recalled the few times he saw this person ever since he was confined in Jingwang Manor, and was even more certain about this.

After Huo Wujiu said those words, he nonchalantly shot him a glance.

He would never let other people get away with such thoughts, especially when directed at him.

Gu Changyun was stunned upon hearing his words.

He thought that Huo Wujiu was a prisoner who was normally quiet, that it wasn’t a big deal to randomly mess with him as he had nothing to do.

But what he didn’t know was that Huo Wujiu as a child was notorious in Yangguan for his apathetic facade being inwardly vicious. He looked silent, his face full of supercilious arrogance. But actually, no one dared to offend him.

And the boy that suffered under his hand secretly gave a nickname behind his back, saying that he was a dog that bit and seldom barked.

For a moment, Gu Changyun’s words were stuck in his throat, his eyes showing surprise as he dazedly looked at Huo Wujiu.

“You…”

He saw Huo Wujiu looking at him impassively. His legs were clearly full of terrifying silver needles, and his lips were pale, but his expression was calm and composed, derision even playing on his lips.

“I, what?” He smoothly glanced outside the window. “Didn’t you come here to hear these words?”

After that, he lowered his eyes, no longer speaking.

Gu Changyun was stunned, before he braced himself up and continued his act after some difficulty.

He didn’t expect Huo Wujiu to respond to him, even rendering him speechless. Embarrassed, he stood up, ready to spout some nonsense, looking to rectify himself before snatching the opportunity to leave.

“Okay, I came only to ask for tea, casually said a few words, and you talked back like this!” he said. “Since Madam Huo does not welcome me, I will not bother you. I’ll just see what exactly is new people replacing the old, and until when His Highness will favor you…”

After that, he turned around to walk out.

But saw Jiang Suizhou entering the door with a frown.

Separated by a small hall, Gu Changyun saw that Jiang Suizhou didn’t look very good.

Gu Changyun thought, ‘not good’ in his heart. He knew he had crossed the line and hurriedly stepped forward to give his salute.

“Forgive me, Your Highness, this concubine was discourteous!”

Jiang Suizhou looked at him rather speechless.

He knew Gu Changyun loved to stir up trouble and put on an act, but his mind was at least clear, so how could he do such an unreasonable thing to Huo Wujiu, provoking him like that?

Since the other party was his own subordinate, he didn’t feel like berating him. He only warned in a cold voice, “Get out. Next time, without this Prince’s order, you’re not allowed to come here.”

Gu Changyun knew Jiang Suizhou was saving his face, so he lowered his head and retreated out.

Just before he left, he couldn’t help raising his eyes, glancing at the bed situated at the innermost side of the room.

That person on the bed quietly closed his eyes, as though no words had been exchanged, letting the doctor do the acupuncture.

Unexpectedly, this dog didn’t bite and wouldn’t bark.

Gu Changyun gritted his teeth.

He knew that Huo Wujiu was ambitious and proud, was conceited and arrogant, and liked to brush others off, thus appearing awfully intimidating. But he didn’t expect for this person’s scheming to be this deep, especially good at adding fuel to the flames, that he made Gu Changyun make a mistake in front of the master with a few words.

Gu Changyun kneeled over in the gutter* for the first time.

*kneel over in the gutter (idiom) - to fail unexpectedly, as failure was not expected

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After Gu Changyun left, regret filled Jiang Suizhou.

However, he knew Gu Changyun’s identity was a secret. At this moment, there were many ears in the room, so he couldn’t speak much.

He only said impassively, “He won’t bother you again.” And sat down on one side.

Huo Wujiu gave a sound of understanding, calmly looking at his own legs full of needles without a word.

He naturally knew Gu Changyun wouldn’t bother him again.

In the first place, Gu Changyun didn’t bother him much; he just wanted to make him choke on his words, let him taste his own medicine for messing with him. But just as a word got out his mouth, Huo Wujiu didn’t expect to hear Jiang Suizhou’s footsteps outside the door.

He had to turn to the offensive and provoke Gu Changyun to the point of flaring up, singling himself out in passing.

Subconsciously, he didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Jingwang.

Instead, let Gu Changyun slip up in front of Jingwang, in passing…

He glanced up at Jiang Suizhou.

And saw Jiang Suizhou, who was sitting under the window, with an indifferent and quiet expression. He was randomly flipping through a book in his hands, looking rather embarrassed, as though he had made a mistake.

Huo Wujiu’s lips lifted up, then withdrew his gaze.

This image of him holding his joy and anger in high value would always pose some unnecessary delusions.

The room was quiet for a while, until Huo Wujiu drank his medicine, and the two people cleaned up and left.

Only then did Jiang Suizhou open his mouth.

“Gu Changyun is only playful, don’t take it to heart,” he said.

Huo Wujiu pulled up his quilt, covering his own legs. He hmmed and said, “Doesn’t matter.”

Jiang Suizhou sighed, taking the book as he sat next to the bed. “Luckily, you’re magnanimous, he went too far today.”

Huo Wujiu’s expression was calm and composed, as though it wasn’t him who added fuel to the flames just now.

Then, he heard Jiang Suizhou continue. “Xu Du came a while ago, because letters were indeed found at Zhao Dunting’s.”

“Zhao Dunting?” Huo Wujiu raised his eyes.

Jiang Suizhou said, “It’s as you said the other day, that disciple of Qi Min, who won third in the imperial examination ten years ago.”

Huo Wujiu gave a sound of understanding. “What letters?”

“Northern Liang’s letters,” Jiang Suizhou said. “They were brought back from Pang Shao. The letters were imitated especially realistically, even stamped with Northern Liang’s official seal.”

Huo Wujiu frowned. “What official seal?”

Jiang Suizhou took out the rubbings from his sleeves, handing them to Huo Wujiu.

He saw Huo Wujiu unfold the envelope, flipping through them for some time. In the end, his gaze stayed on the seal at the end of the letter. He was wordless for a moment.

Jiang Suizhou saw him pause stiffly, quietly stroking the edge of the seal a few times.