Chaomu

When Wei Zhuang came back from the bath, he just returned to his room when he saw his own book was smiling, and a little dumpling in his arms was trying to act like a baby. Seeing him, the little dumpling made a funny face at him on purpose.

Wei Zhuang: "..."

Good to be offended.

He strode forward resolutely, grabbed Wei Yi by the collar and lifted him up. Regardless of his struggle, he directly carried him back to his own room.

Naturally, Wei Yi couldn't disobey his father's actions, so he could only let go of his voice and howl for a while, with his short legs throbbing uncontrollably, "Wei Zhuang, you big bastard, let me go! I want mother!"

Wei Zhuang carried him and slipped back to his own room without changing his face, and stared at him with folded arms, "Your mother has no time to talk to you."

"No, mother loves me the most."

Wei Yi trembled as soon as he landed, trying to jump out again, but just as he took a step, Wei Zhuang picked him up again, and he immediately exploded, "Let me go! I want to tell mother, you always bully me !"

Wei Zhuang didn't have that much patience, especially this brat who had been trying to grab Yunshu from him. He stuffed him directly into the bed, and glanced at him indifferently, "It's late now, if you If you don't rest early, you will not grow taller."

After a pause, he added, "If you're not tall, your mother won't love you."

"Who said that?"

Wei Yi puffed up his cheeks, "Mother can't, only you can."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Shushu's husband is me, do you think I have short legs like you?"

Obviously not.

Wei Yi is still a small carrot, only reaching his thigh.

Wei Yi pursed his lips, glanced at his father, who was still alive, feeling a little guilty for a while.

It seems to be oh, mother likes father, father is so tall, mother must like tall, not short legs like him.

For a moment, Wei Yi was a little sad.

"But……"

Wei Yi still chose to struggle, "I want to sleep with my mother."

Wei Zhuang refused without thinking, "No."

"why?"

Facing his son's questioning, Wei Zhuang replied without changing his expression according to his own thoughts, "Your mother can only stay with me, as for you..."

He took a deep look at Wei Yi, and hummed, "Someone will accompany you in the future, or..."

He deliberately paused, and continued, "I'm still a person who likes short legs."

After all, he didn't look at the wonderful expression on his son's face, turned around and left on his own, not forgetting to tell him, "Put the quilt on and don't mess around."

As soon as he walked out the door, Wei Zhuang saw Yun Shu leaning against the pillar and smiling, he strode up and took him into his arms, "Why did you come out?"

"Let's see what's going on here."

Yun Shu raised his eyebrows, "Why are you bullying him? He is your son."

Wei Zhuang didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, and when his palm touched Yun Shu's cool little hand, he immediately picked her up by the waist, strode back to the room, and said in a serious tone, "I just let him see the truth."

Yun Shu: "..."

She poked Wei Zhuang's cheek in a funny way, and said in a teasing tone, "How can you get angry with a child? He's still your child."

Wei Zhuang closed the door, gently placed Yun Shu on the soft quilt, raised his hand to lower the bed curtain, and covered her face with his palm, "He is just my child, you are my wife."

"Books."

He lowered his head and bit Yun Shu's lower lip, emphasizing, "He's just your child, and I'm your husband."

"You..."

Yun Shu shook his head and laughed, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, stroked his white hair like a smooth hair, "I understand."

It's really amazing to be jealous of your own son, but still be so righteous.

She smiled softly, and after her whole body cooled down, she was surrounded by scorching heat. Between his whirling lips and teeth, Wei Zhuang smiled lowly, exploring everything about her slowly, and soon forced tears from the end of her eyes.

The world of mortals here is lingering, and Wei Yi obediently went to bed early, hoping that he could grow taller so that his mother could love him.

It was already broad daylight when Yun Shu woke up, she moved her body a little bit, which caused the pain all over her body, and Dang even lay still.

Wei Zhuang held the person in his arms tighter, carelessly playing with her strands of black hair.

"correct."

Yun Shu burrowed into his arms, frowning slightly, "You agreed to Li Siti's matter?"

Wei Zhuang responded "Yes", tucked the corner of the quilt, and covered Yun Shu's slightly cool shoulders, "He has a good plan, as for the Mo family... I really want an answer."

Yun Shu nodded thoughtfully, held Wei Zhuang's hand, stroked his palm with plain white fingertips, and touched the obvious callus on it, "In that case, I will go with you .”

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips and hesitated for a while, "This time, your senior brother from Renzong will also help the Mo family."

Yun Shu suddenly smiled lightly, took the initiative to kiss his chin, and leaned against his chest, "I have nothing to do with him, it's fine, and I'm no longer the head of Tianzong .”

She raised her head with a smile, "You also said that I am your wife."

Wei Zhuang's eyes darkened, his slender fingers combed her hair carefully, and he said solemnly, "Okay."

All the main forces of Quicksand were mobilized, and quickly broke through the Mohist mechanism city. Not surprisingly, they met the remaining members of the Mohist family, as well as Gai Nie.

At the same time, the mysterious wife of the quicksand leader Wei Zhuang also appeared in the eyes of everyone for the first time——

She is a woman with unparalleled complexion, like a painting, her skirt is like snow, and her eyes are clear.

At first glance, she is a delicate woman.

She always followed Wei Zhuang, wearing a snow-white and red plum cloak, and was well protected by the quicksand people. When Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie competed, she clenched her sleeves tightly, but she still endured and did not move until When Yan Dan arrived, blood dripped from the corner of Wei Zhuang's mouth.

She raised her hand, and the clear sword energy directly lifted Mo's eyebrows, and in a flash, she came to Wei Zhuang's side, supported him firmly, and kissed the corner of his lips soothingly.

Only then did everyone discover that she was actually carrying a saber. The blade was clear and the aura of the sword was cold enough to shake the kendo masters present.

At this time, they suddenly realized that this woman is not an ordinary person, she has picturesque eyebrows and amazing swordsmanship, completely suppressing Mo Mei.

Of course, Yun Shu didn't intend to explain, but quickly left with Wei Zhuang, who was seriously injured, with a rare expression on his face.

After returning to the stronghold, only Yun Shu and Wei Zhuang were left in the room, her complexion did not ease much, she took medicine to treat his wound, and the corners of her lips pursed, showing a rare seriousness.

Wei Zhuang leaned on the couch, looked at her fixedly, and tentatively called her, "Book?"

Yun Shu didn't look at him, and took a silver needle to carefully pick out the gravel in his wound, wiped off the blood, rubbed the medicine, and wrapped it up with cotton gauze.

Wei Zhuang was still trying to attract her attention, kept calling her name, even reached out and pinched her face.

Only then did Yun Shu raise his eyes to look at him, and said in a calm tone, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Zhuang shook his head immediately, and slowed down his tone, "It doesn't hurt."

Yun Shu raised his eyebrows, pulled the cotton yarn tightly with his hands, and continued, "What about now?"

Wei Zhuang took a breath, and clenched his palms unexpectedly. Only then did he realize that Yun Shu's misfortune was on his own, and immediately bowed his head to admit his mistake, "It was my fault."

"Books."

He stretched out his hand to wrap around her waist, and touched the center of her brow with his thin lips, "It's my fault, I made you worry."

Only then did Yun Shu let go of his hand, pulled the cotton yarn, and confirmed that there was no problem with the bandage, then withdrew his hand and sighed slightly, "Wei Zhuang, did you think about me when you were fighting Yan Dan?"

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips, thought about his words, his voice lowered a lot, and he didn't have much confidence, "He has been hit by the Six Souls Curse, and he won't live long. I'll be fine, Shushu."

Yun Shu glanced at him, took the underwear and put it on for him, and said in a calm tone, "I know you are not afraid of life and death, and you are not afraid of these flesh and blood pains, but..."

She paused for a moment, with broken water in her eyes, "Do you know that I feel distressed?"

She emphasized her tone, her long eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, "Do you know that you are not alone anymore? You are not a swordsman alone, you are my husband."

Wei Zhuang opened his eyes slightly, and when he met her swaying eyes, he lost the last bit of confidence, and a rare look of helplessness appeared on his face.

There was an unfamiliar tide pouring down from his heart, drowning him irresistibly, with a bit of warmth in the sourness, and even a hint of sweetness.

That's right, how could he forget that he is not the lonely Wei Zhuang back then.

He has a wife who loves him deeply, they have a child, and they once made a marriage alliance under the moon.

His books... will be distressed.

"Book..."

He sighed lightly, grabbed Yun Shu's slender back, hugged her tightly, and caressed her white hair, "It won't happen in the future, I promise."

Yun Shu closed her eyes, her eyes were reddish, she didn't answer, she just wrapped her arms around his waist, because he was still wounded, she didn't dare to use too much force, she just wrapped her arms loosely, leaning against him to keep warm chest, clutching his shirt tightly.

Wei Zhuang could clearly feel her unstable emotions, he could only hug him tightly, but she pushed him away again.

Yun Shu pouted, pointed to the bed, "Go and rest."

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips and reached out to grab her sleeve, but Yun Shu avoided him.

He dimmed his gaze, and called out "Shushu" in a low voice.

Hearing the grievance in this tone, Yun Shu's heart softened after all. He supported him on the bed, wrapped the brocade quilt for him, and slowed down his tone, "You are seriously injured and need to rest."

Wei Zhuang hurriedly grabbed her hand and tightened his grip, "Then you..."

Yun Shu sighed lightly, leaned over and pecked the tip of his nose, "I'll make the medicine for you."

Seeing that he was still staring at him helplessly, Yun Shu sat back helplessly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pressed against his forehead, "I was the one who scared you just now, you rest first, I'll make medicine for you, be good, huh? "

It has to be said that such a gentle tone is very effective, Wei Zhuang obediently let go, and watched her turn around the screen and go out.

Yun Shu didn't make Wei Zhuang wait for too long, and quickly came back with the medicine, and found that he was still stubbornly looking in the direction of the screen, and when he saw her, his eyes lit up a little.

It seems that Cai really scared him just now.

Yun Shu shook his head helplessly, sat beside him, took a small spoon to feed him, Wei Zhuang didn't refuse, and drank it one mouthful at a time, the strong bitterness spread in his mouth, he didn't even twitch his brows, just stared at him tightly. writing Yun Shu, for fear that she would leave suddenly.

The small bowl soon bottomed out, Yun Shu suddenly paused in his hand, loosened the small spoon, poured the last mouthful of the medicine juice into his mouth, put down the medicine bowl, wrapped his arms around Wei Zhuang's neck, and blinked.

The redness at the bottom of her eyes had not completely faded, and the tip of her brows was slightly raised, stained with a slight smile.

Wei Zhuang held her face decisively, and lowered his head to cover her face.

Yun Shu should have deliberately put some Coptis chinensis, the strong bitterness quickly spread, but the expressions of the two people who depended on each other did not change, and when the medicine juice was exhausted, they increased their strength and crushed their warm friendship.

After a while, Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes to look at the teary-eyed woman in his arms, bowed his head solemnly, and wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes, "Shushu, trust me, it won't happen in the future."

Yun Shu nodded slightly, and nestled obediently into his arms, allowing him to tuck in the quilt, with strong arms around his waist.

She slowed down, and after she calmed down her breathing, she looked at him, "Wei Zhuang."

Wei Zhuang let out a "hmm", and a strand of blue hair rose from his palm.

Yun Shu emphasized his tone, "I don't know what you were like before, but you have to understand that I am your wife."

Wei Zhuang nodded and touched her forehead, "I understand."

Yun Shu pursed his lips and continued, "I can share joys and sorrows with you."

It's not just the bitter medicine we tasted together today, but also the pressure of the world and those cold swords and swords that we will share with him in the future.

Wei Zhuang paused, and lowered his eyes to meet her moonlit eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were full of layers of soft light.

He felt a sore nose.

"it is good."

Hearing his trembling voice, he hugged the person in his arms tightly and repeated, "Okay."

For the first time, he heard someone say that they would share with him through thick and thin.

It was also the first time I heard someone say that they felt sorry for him.

In the first ten years of his life, he has always allowed himself to be completely covered by the cold, and he has never experienced the feeling of being pitied and cared for by others.

It's different now.

His books are dear to him.

(Wei Zhuang's episode of Waiqing's heart-finding place is full of sparks)

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Wei Yi: (depressed) I want to grow taller and take my mother back.

Wei Zhuang: (seriously) I also feel distressed.

Here, Wei Zhuang has always wanted to protect Shushu and not want her to be hurt, but he would feel distressed if he ignored Shushu, because he had never experienced the feeling of being treasured in his heart before he met Shushu.

Shushu is the first person who loves him, including when she was Tangtang, when she saw Wei Zhuang was injured, she would comfort him with her paws, and now as his wife, she would love him even more.

From now on, they will face everything together.

Here, "Qingxin finds sparks everywhere", which can be regarded as mutual. Wei Zhuang gave Shushu the deepest love, which is her spark, and Shushu is also Wei Zhuang's spark, illuminating the common future of each other.

The next episode is Han Fei.