After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 30

In the study room of King Duan's mansion, King Duan was so angry that he shattered the teacup when he heard the news from outside.

"Yan Shubai Song Jiuxi, if you dare to humiliate me like this, I will definitely not forgive you."

After he finished speaking, the staff around him didn't speak. King Duan recovered from his anger and knew that what he said just now was just a moment of anger, and he couldn't do it at all.

Yan Shubai has [-] brave Xiaoyiwei, and his father dotes on him so much that he can't touch him at all.

While King Duan was secretly hating, suddenly an aide came forward and said, "My lord, the imperial physicians say that Yan Shubai has not many days left. Now if we want to hold Xiaoyiwei in our hands, we have to grab it."

Duan Wang fixed his eyes and glanced at the staff, then smiled.

"Keep an eye on Donggong and Yan Shubai, this king wants Xiao Yiwei to recognize me as master."

After Song Jiuxi went back, he wanted to see Yan Shubai.

But as soon as she entered the door, she saw Yan Shubai sitting in the yard, the sunlight was cut into pieces by the peach blossom trees in the yard, and fell mottled on his sickly body.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked up at the peach blossoms blooming above his head.

A few pink and white peach blossoms fell on the shoulders and legs, like butterflies that had settled down, flapping their wings in the breeze.

Song Jiuxi found that Yan Shubai liked to wear white clothes, even when he vomited blood, his clothes were spotless.

Song Jiuxi had heard before that no one in the capital could match General Ming Xiao.So she boasted that Yan Shubai was unparalleled in front of everyone, and no one would refute it.

It is said that Yan Shubai, who was 12 years old, had just entered the battlefield, with such a beautiful face that even the leader of the enemy army was sluggish.

And at that time Yan Shubai took advantage of his stupefied moment, and pierced his eyebrow with an arrow.

But after that, Yan Shubai liked to wear a black mask when he went to the battlefield, describing it as terrifying, like an ugly ghost.

Since then, everyone on the battlefield began to fear this mask.

That unparalleled and stunning face was also hidden behind the mask, but what Song Jiuxi saw now was more of a haggard person tortured by Qishuangxue.

Song Jiuxi suddenly wanted to take a look at the youthful general who had returned from the great victory in the Northland and walked through Changle Street on horseback.

When Song Jiuxi was in a daze, Yunqin suddenly walked up to Yan Shubai with a blanket and put it on his lap.

Yunqin bent over, with the blue skirt sticking to Yan Shubai's legs, and said softly: "Master, be careful that your legs catch cold."

Yan Shubai looked away, and first saw Song Jiuxi standing at the gate of the yard.

Yan Shubai was taken aback for a moment, then his eyebrows and eyes were bent down.

Yunqin followed Yan Shubai's gaze and immediately clenched her fingers.

Song Jiuxi likes to wear red clothes, which look like fire, but her brows are cold, as if there is always a layer of frost and snow.

The cold light was cold, and cut the person looking at her coldly.

Song Jiuxi came over and asked, "Why did you help me?"

Yan Shubai said, "Do I need a reason to help my wife?"

"need."

"But I don't need it here."

Song Jiuxi looked at him suspiciously, Yan Shubai smiled and said, "I protect my weaknesses, very protective, and no one of mine can bully me."

He seemed to have thought about what Duan Chang said about him, so he gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue: "I haven't even bullied you yet..."

Song Jiuxi automatically ignored his last sentence, but Yan Shubai's protection of her today really moved her.

In her previous life, all she wanted was unreasonable preference, Song Wenzhi couldn't give it to her, and Zhao Hongjun, who was full of lies, couldn't give it to her, but now Yan Shubai gave it to her.

Thinking that Yan Shubai would not have many days left, Song Jiuxi's eyes darkened.

Forget it, Song Jiuxi will protect Yan Shubai in his last days.

After all, he looked too weak now, as if he could catch his breath at any time.

Sure enough, Yan Shubai coughed again in a low voice, and Song Jiuxi also became nervous. He just said that he would protect him, but he couldn't bear to let him die now.

But before Song Jiuxi said anything, Yunqin suddenly said nervously: "Young master and servants push you into the house, the wind is too strong outside, young master can't blow at all..."

Song Jiuxi pressed the handle of the wheelchair, and Yunqin was anxious: "Young madam, why are you still stopping me? Didn't you see that the young master can't blow hair?"

Song Jiuxi lowered his head and asked, "Is this maid your roommate?"

Yan Shubai glanced at Yunqin, and Yunqin immediately became nervous and looked forward to it.

She served Yan Shubai since she was a child. Although Yan Shubai went to the battlefield early, she has been waiting for the young master all these years.

The old lady and the second lady saw her dedication later, and they really regarded her as the young master's consort.

In her heart, she is the young master's person.

Even if Song Jiuxi started, she didn't feel that she couldn't compete with her.For the affection she has served for so many years, the young master must treat her differently, and sooner or later he will take her into the house.

Yunqin secretly elated, looking expectantly at Yan Shubai.

Yan Shubai glanced at her, and said after a while, "No."

Song Jiuxi nodded, thinking that Yan Shubai, who was so good-looking, wouldn't fall in love with such an ordinary-looking maid.

But Yunqin's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she murmured: "Master, servant girl, servant girl belongs to the young master..."

Yan Shubai looked at her indifferently, his eyes were indifferent.

Yunqin's spine felt chills from being stared at by him, she burst into tears and immediately knelt down. "Master, this servant has served you for so many years and has been doing her best. The servant wants to stay with the young master..."

"Is it a reason for a slave to serve his master? Who gave you the courage?!"

Yan Shubai shouted and asked, Yunqin turned pale with fright.

Yan Shubai said in a cold voice: "Don't be disrespectful servants around me, get out!"

Yunqin was afraid and flustered, but Yan Shubai's decision could never be changed.

Her eyes were swollen into walnuts, but she didn't dare to say anything in front of Yan Shubai, so she could only give Song Jiuxi a bitter look.

Song Jiuxi pushed Yan Shubai into the room, not paying attention to Yunqin's glance.

Even if she noticed, she wouldn't care.

After Song Jiuxi pushed Yan Shubai into the room, he asked, "Are you going to lie on the bed?"

Yan Shubai looked at her: "It's not convenient for my husband to move, please trouble Madam."

Song Jiuxi bent down, grabbed Yan Shubai's knees and picked him up.

Luo Feng on the roof immediately covered Duan Chang's eyes, Duan Chang desperately pulled his hand down, and then exclaimed: "It turns out that only a thick-skinned master can marry a wife."

Luo Feng grabbed his collar and immediately dragged him off the roof, so as not to see what he shouldn't see.

After Song Jiuxi covered Yan Shubai with the brocade quilt, he poured him another glass of water.

Yan Shubai smiled, his eyes fell on Song Jiuxi and rolled around.

Song Jiuxi asked: "Will King Duan cause trouble for you?"

"Yes, ma'am, are you worried?"

"I caused the trouble. You helped me today. I won't let you bear it alone."

Yan Shubai raised the corner of his mouth and said: "You are my wife, Yan Shubai, so you can fear no one. No one in the entire capital can trouble me, oh, as long as you don't overturn the emperor's dragon chair .”

Song Jiuxi listened to Yan Shubai's meaning...

Her heart beat violently, and she suddenly asked: "Then if I get into more trouble in the future...?"

Yan Shubai said in a teasing yet serious tone, "I will support you for my husband."

(End of this chapter)