Jiang Suizhou pretended to be reading a book, but his eyes were secretly looking at Huo Wujiu.
He knew that Huo Wujiu was the kind of person who would not make a sound even if he was in pain. If he wanted to hear Huo Wujiu say that he was in pain, he might not be able to do it for the rest of his life.
However, Jiang Suizhou also knew that even if Huo Wujiu was in great pain, there was nothing he could do.
However, he could not help but want to see Huo Wujiu's condition.
He saw Huo Wujiu sitting on the bed with his eyes closed. He did not say a word, as if he was resting.
However, his lips were pale and his face was pale. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
Jiang Suizhou also felt a little uncomfortable.
He seemed to hate to see someone else endure pain alone.
After a while, he paused and asked tentatively, "Do you want to read a book?"
Huo Wujiu opened his eyes and looked at him.
Jiang Suizhou said seriously, "It can at least divert your attention."
He was not lying at all. He did not like to watch TV or play video games since he was young. He always found the noise annoying. His home was a mess, and there were a lot of messy things going on, so he loved to hide in his study. Although they were all rather obscure books meant for adults to read, he was able to read them with rapt attention, and unknowingly, time passed by.
However, Huo Wujiu looked at him for a moment and did not say a word.
Huo Wujiu did not know about Jiang Suizhou's experience and thoughts. He only knew that he had a headache from reading books since he was young. It had not changed until now.
To him, the cruelest thing was that he could not move at all. He could only read books to pass his days. He lived like a bandit who was forced to recite scriptures.
However, when he heard Jiang Suizhou's suggestion, he did not feel annoyed.
He did not even know why, but when Jiang Suizhou looked at him, although he did not have any expression, he suddenly felt like a teacher.
Huo Wujiu hated Mister the most since he was young.
However, Jiang Suzhou's appearance was surprisingly pleasing to the eye. It was as if he was not supposed to be a high and mighty prince, but rather a gentleman covered in the fragrance of ink.
If he became a teacher …
Presumably, he wasn't the kind of person who would force people to read while holding a ruler. Just the way he sat there and looked at them quietly made them want to listen to him.
Huo Wujiu was still in a daze.
Jiang Suzhou asked in confusion, "Huo Wujiu?"
Huo Wujiu came back to his senses. Jiang Suzhou said, "Benwang asked Meng Qianshan to give you a copy?"
Huo Wujiu paused. He felt as if he had been possessed.
Reading books was out of the question. Normally, he was forced to suffer this kind of mental torture purely because he had nothing to do. Right now, he was in so much pain that his entire body was numb. It was difficult for him to even open his mouth to speak. It was better not to make things difficult for himself.
"No need." Huo Wujiu said faintly. Then, he closed his eyes again.
He was constantly injured, big and small. Every time he was in unbearable pain, he would recite the Heart Calming Mantra that his martial arts master had taught him. It was quite effective. He had been reciting this mantra just now. Although it could not really relieve his pain, it could calm his mind and improve his endurance.
However, he did not know that Jiang Suzhou had misunderstood his intentions.
He only thought that Huo Wujiu's momentary daze was due to the pain in his leg. Thinking about it, it made sense. Since he had to endure the pain, his vision must be blurry. He could not spare any energy to read a book calmly.
A very immature impulse suddenly arose in Jiang Suizhou's heart.
He blurted out, "How about … I read it to you?"
After saying this, he suddenly came back to his senses.
What was I doing!
Was I trying to tell War God Huo a story?!
Jiang Suzhou was shocked by his own realization. He looked somewhat uneasily at Huo Wujiu. He was only waiting for Huo Wujiu to refuse so that he could take the opportunity to take back what he had just said.
However, Huo Wujiu opened his eyes again and looked at him quietly.
Huo Wujiu did not say anything.
Jiang Suzhou looked at him for a moment. Then, he stuttered.
"Then … then I'll start?"
— —
Jiang Suzhou was holding a travel book in his hand.
He had read many official historical records from ancient times. On the other hand, most of these folk stories had been lost in the later generations. Many of them had been edited and mixed together with unofficial histories. Therefore, after transmigrating, Jiang Suzhou was quite interested in these "leisure books". Apart from flipping through the official documents and secret reports sent by his subordinates, he spent most of his time reading these books.
He read the book to Huo Wujiu from the position he had seen last time.
Fortunately, he was a teacher. Other than the initial awkwardness, he gradually immersed himself in the content of the book.
His voice was gentle and quiet. Perhaps the tone of his voice had a great effect on the sound of his voice, but when he read the book, his voice sounded very clean. The atmosphere around him became peaceful.
Meng Qianshan held his breath and stood not far away. He was amazed.
He thought to himself, 'My master is really good at chasing people.'
Look, who would think of this kind of method to read to someone? For someone of his status, who would be able to do such a thing?
Even if Madam Huo's heart was made of stone, she would probably soften because of this.
With this thought, Meng Qianshan couldn't help but glance at Madam Huo.
He saw Madam Huo sitting on the bed with her eyes closed without saying a word. Her face was still pale, but she didn't seem to be frowning anymore …
He knew it! It wouldn't be long before he would be able to help Madam Huo move again and move him back to the prince's room!
Meng Qianshan couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of this.
However, at this moment, Madam Huo opened her eyes.
A pair of black but clear eyes stared coldly at him.
Then, Meng Qianshan saw that Madam Huo glanced at his master indifferently. When she saw that his master was focused on reading and didn't pay attention to his surroundings, she looked up at him again.
Her eyes became colder and her brows furrowed. It was full of coldness.
Even someone as slow-witted as Meng Qianshan understood Huo Wujiu's intention.
His master thought that he was a hindrance and wanted him to get lost.
Meng Qianshan was tactful. He bowed silently to his master and hurriedly slipped out.
Huo Wujiu, who was lying on the bed, watched coldly as Meng Qianshan ran away. Then, he slowly retracted his gaze and quietly looked at Jiang Suizhou.
Jiang Suizhou was so engrossed that he didn't notice Meng Qianshan's gaze at all.
His voice wasn't loud. When he read, it was as if he was talking to someone. He was gentle and clear, which was completely different from his usual self.
Huo Wujiu couldn't help but slow down his breathing.
He didn't expect that a casual book would be so much more effective for Jiang Suizhou than the Qingxin Formula.
The content of the book wasn't very interesting. It was just a casual book written by a scholar who had nothing better to do.
However, Jiang Suizhou seemed to be very interested in the book. He didn't even realize how lively his gaze was when he was reading.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised and he looked very happy.
Huo Wujiu's gaze paused for a moment. Then, he turned his gaze away and slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't like reading, not only because he was too lazy to read the words, but also because he wasn't interested in the content recorded in those words.
But at this moment, when he closed his eyes, his clear voice seemed to turn into a clear river, flowing through the Bashu and Huguang recorded by the scholar. Under the thousands of miles of sunlight, it shone with clear and crystalline light.
He seemed to like those things very much.
Huo Wujiu had an inexplicable impulse because of this.
He wanted to make all the things that Jiang Suizhou liked belong to him.
He was like a layman who had finally been canonized and became a believer of God and Buddha.
This made him have the urge to kneel in front of the statue of God. He wanted to offer all the wealth and treasures that belonged to him and those that didn't belong to him.
— —
Jiang Suizhou stayed there until nightfall.
He naturally ate dinner with Huo Wujiu before getting up to leave.
Seeing that he got along well with Huo Wujiu, Meng Qianshan tactfully came forward and asked with a smile, "Will Your Highness come again tomorrow?"
Jiang Suizhou paused and couldn't help but look at Huo Wujiu.
He actually wanted to come. These days, he didn't have to go anywhere because he pretended to be sick and was resting at home. He was very free. Huo Wujiu had just started treating his leg again. According to the doctor, his pain today would last for another month.
Jiang Suizhou was still a little worried.
Perhaps it was because he was too afraid of death in the past that he developed the habit of putting Huo Wujiu first. He couldn't change it for the time being.
Huo Wujiu looked up and saw that Jiang Suizhou was waiting for him.
"You don't have to ask for my opinion." Huo Wujiu paused and said somewhat awkwardly.
Meng Qianshan's face lit up. Without waiting for Jiang Suizhou to speak, he smiled and said, "Ah! Then this servant will arrange for people to tidy up and bring the books and documents that Your Highness wants to read to Madam Huo! "
Jiang Suizhou glanced at him.
Meng Qianshan smiled and said, "That's perfect! This servant felt that Madam Huo's room has better lighting than Your Highness' study. Your Highness can't go wrong by basking in the sun more! "
This brat was so friendly that it saved Jiang Suizhou a lot of trouble.
He didn't refute and tacitly agreed. He grunted and got up to leave.
That night, a letter was delivered to Jiang Suizhou's room.
It was delivered by Xu Du. The spies he had arranged at Changle Lane returned with news that the Ministry of Justice officials had found out the location and were going to raid the house in the next two days.
They had already known about this when they were making their plans. Because Chen Ti had invited Huo Wujiu to the Flower-Admiring Banquet, he had gained some face in front of the future master. Thus, he had been given a lucrative job and was currently on official business in Suzhou.
Currently, only his mistress was in the house. She was a prostitute and would probably be captured and brought to the future master in the next two days.
After reading the letter, Jiang Suizhou pondered for a moment and smiled.
According to the historical records in his memory, although Chen Ti was trying to curry favor with Pang Shao on the surface, he had his own plans.
Pang Shao was greedy for money. Even his own subordinates couldn't escape his plundering. Thus, even Pang Shao didn't know about Chen Ti's house.
Since that was the case, after the Ministry of Justice closed the net, that house and the prostitute would be the first to be blamed on Jiang Suizhou.
Then, the future master would definitely investigate further and this case would definitely be blown out of proportion by him.
When that time came … he could just wait for them to use his spear against his shield.
Jiang Suizhou felt that there was a good show waiting for him. His mood improved a lot. After he put away the letter properly, his expression was still cheerful.
Meng Qianshan, who was sneaking glances at him, clicked his tongue in wonder.
Usually, when the Prince was handling official business, he would never be so relaxed. He would even laugh when he was reading a secret letter.
The secret letter was full of important matters. What was so funny about it?
The Prince must have been distracted when he read the letter and thought of Madam Huo.
Thinking of this, Meng Qianshan sneaked a glance at Jiang Suizhou as he left the bedroom. He also laughed.
That smile was extremely ambiguous.
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