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

Chapter 44
After Yan Shubai returned to Zhuangzi, he saw that the lights in the main house were still on.

The cold chill on his body was slowly receding, he raised his hand, Luo Feng stepped back in time, and then Yan Shubai pushed the wheelchair and opened the door of the main room.

In the room, Song Jiuxi was reading a medical book. Aunt Qing taught her more and more recently, and Song Jiuxi also learned faster and faster.

The candle flame suddenly flickered, Song Jiuxi raised his eyes, and saw Yan Shubai pushing a wheelchair in.

"Miss." He bent his peach blossom eyes, his eyebrows were elegant and extraordinary under the flickering lights.

Song Jiuxi glanced at him and said, "I forgot the time when I read the book."

It's not that she specially left the light on for Yan Shubai.

Yan Shu's white lips raised slightly, and he didn't refute Song Jiuxi's words, or in his heart he believed that the lamp in this room was reserved for him.

From childhood to adulthood, no one would leave a lamp for him.The mother was always accompanied by the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, and all the father's thoughts were on the second brother, and he learned early on not to have the feelings of these people.

But now, under this small lamp, he has experienced all the warm emotions that he has never experienced in the past 19 years.

The woman in red in front of him is his wife.

In the early years, every time he returned to Beijing, he saw that she was a gentle lady, and thought that she would choose a stable husband to spend her life after all.

If that's what Song Jiuxi wanted, Yan Shubai wouldn't bother her.

And he was full of murderous crimes, and he could no longer give her peace of mind.

Later, by mistake, the sage issued an order, but she was sent here.

When Yan Shubai woke up from his lethargy, he saw the little girl he kept in his heart, sitting in his room.This kind of joy is so great that he often thinks about it from his lethargy in the future, completely forgetting what Dr. Luo told him to sleep more and recover from his injuries.

The more we get along now, the more clearly that little girl appeared in front of him.

He's afraid he won't be able to let go.

"Yan Shubai, it's late at night." Song Jiuxi frowned.Yan Shubai went out with such a weak body, and now he came back with a pale face, and he didn't know how to rest.

"Lady, go and wash up for your husband, I'll be here right away."

Song Jiuxi frowned again, always feeling that this sentence was weird.But Yan Shubai always spoke like this, so she didn't think deeply about it.

When Song Jiuxi read the last page of this medical book, Yan Shubai came out of the clean room.

Song Jiuxi fell asleep on the side of the bed, and Yan Shubai pushed his arms on the bed, and he lay down on the bed.

A person like Yan Shubai, even if he is disabled, would not let others help him.

Seeing that Yan Shubai was lying down, Song Jiuxi waved off the light.

In the dark, Yan Shubai suddenly said: "My lady, we have been married for a while, and it's time for the bridal chamber."

The corner of Song Jiuxi's mouth twitched slightly: "...I'm afraid you won't be able to penetrate with your body."

"Don't worry, lady, it's good to come for your husband."

what's good?

Before Song Jiuxi could react, Yan Shubai's breath had already subdued him.The next moment, Song Jiuxi felt a hand clasping his waist, and Yan Shubai embraced his whole body.

Song Jiuxi's eyes widened in disbelief, is Yan Shubai looking for death?
With his sickly body, breathless and coughing up blood, he still wants to have a bridal chamber?

Song Jiuxi raised her hand to wave Yan Shubai away, but in fact she didn't use her internal strength, and she was afraid that she would seriously injure Yan Shubai.

But even so, the strength of her attack should not be underestimated. If Yan Shubai was in good health, she would definitely be able to stop her, but now... Huh?

Song Jiuxi's hand was directly pressed by Yan Shubai's waist, and his slightly cool lips fell down the next moment, as if the coolness of a summer night had invaded.

But this coolness seems to be an illusion, because immediately the coldness on the lips became hot.

Song Jiuxi turned pale with shock, this time he didn't hold back his strength anymore, and directly slapped Yan Shubai away with his palm.

She sat up all of a sudden, before she realized how it happened just now, she heard Luo Feng and Duan Chang jumping down from the wall outside the house, kneeling in front of the door and asking: "Master, what happened?"

Song Jiuxi pursed her lips, her eyes were on fire.

But she was angry for a while and realized that Yan Shubai was beaten to death by her, right?

She hurriedly got up and waved to light the candle, only to see Yan Shu sitting on the ground looking at her with white eyebrows and a smile.

He stretched out a slender finger to press his lips, peach blossom eyes half a smile, looking at her ambiguously.

Outside the house, Luo Feng and Duan Chang were worried, and shouted again: "Master? Are you okay?"

Suddenly the door of the room was slammed open, Song Jiuxi looked at them with a cold face and said, "Take your master away, and don't let me see him again."

Luo Feng and Duan Chang looked at each other, and Song Jiuxi leaned against the door with folded arms and looked at them coldly.

Luo Feng and Duan Chang quickly got up and walked into the room, and saw Yan Shubai sitting on the ground, and a pillow fell on the ground.

"master."

The two went over and quickly helped Yan Shubai to the wheelchair, and then they looked at each other not knowing what to do.

Song Jiuxi snorted coldly: "If you keep him here, I won't be responsible for you if I beat him and disable him later."

Luo Feng quickly pushed Yan Shubai out of the house, Yan Shubai turned around and asked with a smile: "Why are you so angry, madam?"

Saying that he pressed his finger on his lips again, Song Jiuxi turned around and slammed the door, leaving the three master and servant silent in the courtyard.

After a while Duan Chang said: "Master, you have been kicked out."

Luo Feng glanced at Yan Shubai's face, and began to rack his brains to find ways to comfort him. "Master, this matter is also normal. I think Vice General Qin is often kicked out of the room by his wife at night and punished to sleep on the roof. Madame, madam is actually quite gentle..."

Yan Shubai glanced back at him, Luo Feng immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

Yan Shubai said: "Dare to tease your master? Go back and get the ten army sticks."

The Ten Army Sticks were no pain to them, and Luo Feng and Duan Chang took orders.

Then Duan Chang scratched his head and asked suspiciously: "But master, where do you sleep at night? If someone cleans up the room at this moment, then everyone will know that you have been kicked out..."

"Add another ten army sticks."

Now Duan Chang shut up obediently.

Song Jiuxi lay back alone, and after closing his eyes, what appeared in front of Yan Shubai's half-smile was not a smile.

Yan Shubai's face was always pale, but at that moment just now, Song Jiuxi somehow noticed his eye-piercingly red lips.

Don't think about it, her lips should be as red as Yan Shubai's.

Song Jiuxi pursed her lips, and there seemed to be a hot touch on her lips, and she suddenly felt that the palm she had just hit was light.

She should be a little heavier.

Song Jiuxi pinched her fingertips, feeling inexplicably anxious, but she couldn't figure out why, so she pulled the quilt over her head and fell asleep.

Song Jiuxi got up very early the next day, and she went straight out to practice martial arts with her sword in hand.

The air in Zhuangzi on the outskirts is clear in the morning, and the place is huge. After practicing a set of moves, Song Jiuxi felt comfortable physically and mentally.

(End of this chapter)