After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine-Chapter 40

After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 40

"Although I haven’t been deeply involved with you, I also know that you’re not a person who does such things," Jiang Suizhou paused and said in a deep voice.

Ji You raised his eyes to look at him.

"If the ironclad evidence is there, it doesn't matter if you did it or not," Ji You said.

After a pause, he continued.

"Your Highness has always been at odds with Pang’s party, so I can certainly guess a thing or two about today's incident," he said. "The people of Pang's faction have repeatedly tried to befriend me, and I have refused, so I think they must be unhappy. In recent days, I have had some dealings with you, so this time, they must be taking precautions."

His tone was calm, and he didn’t mean to blame Jiang Suizhou at all. However, the hands that Jiang Suizhou placed by his sides were clenched tighter and tighter.

...He had guessed right.

Ji You himself didn't know, but he knew that for Ji You, he was a drop of calamity from heaven.

The original owner and Ji You did not cross paths. Ji You never wanted to side with any party or group, plus he had no real power in his hand. Pang Shao naturally wouldn't pay attention to him. However, because of Jiang Suizhou who transmigrated and had a few chats with Ji You, Ji You had some intersections with him. Ji You even took care of Jiang Suizhou because of his poor health. It was only then that Pang Shao was alerted and thus decided to dispose of Ji You.

Seeing that Jiang Suizhou was silent and did not speak, Ji You froze and then smiled gently.

"Your Highness, you don’t need to blame yourself," Ji You said, "Ever since I refused to join Pang's faction, I knew that this day would come sooner or later. I am a lazy person with mediocre natural endowments. I have been an official for more than ten years, but I have not achieved much. Now that I’ve landed myself in this situation, it has nothing to do with you. It’s only because I hold office at court and maintain my dignity alone.”

But Jiang Suizhou, who had been silent for a long time, shook his head.

He raised his eyes to Ji You.

In the dimly lit cell, Ji You met a pair of jet black eyes through the wooden bars.

Those eyes were somewhat white, and coupled with their charm and exquisite outlines, they were downright flattering. But at this time, there was something firm and bright glimmering in his eyes.

"The matter has not been thoroughly investigated, so you will not be immediately convicted."

Ji You heard Jiang Suizhou’s lowered voice, which carried a natural magnetism.

"Your Excellency, rest well in the prison. I swear that you will not suffer injustice."

The day was getting late, and a light drizzle was falling outside.

Meng Qianshan was a little uneasy. He’d been wandering around at the door of Anyin Hall, repeatedly sending young servants to the door of the house to ask if his master had come back.

This morning, the King asked his company for a trip to the Ministry of Justice. After he came out of the jail, he looked gloomy and did not say a word.

When they arrived at Changping Street, a mile away from Qinghe Square, the King called the carriage to a halt and got off.

“Don’t let anyone follow me,” the King commanded, "I will return to the residence after a stroll around by myself."

Meng Qianshan hastily tried to persuade him, but when met with Jiang Suizhou's cold face, he didn’t dare to speak a word.

Meng Qianshan had no other choice and could only help Jiang Suizhou get out of the carriage, and then send two guards to follow him from afar.

Unexpectedly, the King got off the carriage and never came back.

Seeing that the time was getting late, Meng Qianshan's heart jumped in his throat.

He hated himself for being too obedient, but this was a habit he ingrained in him since childhood. He was dull, and the King didn't like him since he was a child, but he also didn't drive Meng Qianshan away because Meng Qianshan was sent to him by the previous emperor.

Meng Qianshan grew up being cautious and obedient to the King's orders, thinking that this could make up for his dumb head. It had never occurred to him, however, that he would commit an evil deed because of this.

As he turned around for an unknown number of revolutions, he heard the sound of a wheelchair approaching.

Meng Qianshan looked up and saw that Huo Wujiu had already stopped before him.

"What's wrong?" He heard Huo Wujiu ask.

Meng Qianshan immediately answered, "Madam, I was too stupid to have let His Highness go out alone. He hasn't returned yet..."

Huo Wugou raised his eyes and glanced out the door.

The rain was not heavy, but it was drizzling and had not stopped for a long time.

"You are indeed stupid." Huo Wujiu said.

He spoke in a calm tone, but with an indefinable pressure. Meng Qianshan got scared. He was unable to say anything, looking cautiously at Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wugui's gaze shifted from the rain outside the window to Meng Qianshan's face.

"It's so late, so why didn't you send someone to look for him? What's the use of circling around here?" His voice was deep and cold.

As if awakening from a dream, Meng Qianshan said repeatedly, "Right, right! How did I forget?!"

While speaking, he immediately rushed into the rain.

But at that moment, a young servant braved the rain and ran all the way into Anyin Hall.

"Eunuch Qianshan, His Highness is back!" Before the servant reached the front of the hall, he reported the news urgently.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly welcomed him to the veranda.

The servant drew closer in a sprint, panting.

"The Highness is back. Although the mansion guard gave him an umbrella, he was still fairly drenched in the rain," said the servant.

Meng Qianshan asked urgently, "What did His Highness do?"

The servant paused, and his voice weakened. “I don’t know where His Highness went...he drank too much wine,” he whispered.