Cowardly husband dressed as abusive male protagonist

A bullock cart drove from the countryside, and the guards beside him hurriedly opened the way ahead.

Part of the guards followed Rong Qi to the suburbs to look for Qin Zihan. After seeing the smooth sword marks on the arms of the fallen man in the ruined temple, and Qin Ziye's cold expression when he looked at the man on the ground, they froze in their hearts and dared not draw any more. water.

And although Qin Zihan is a fool, he is the eldest son of the Anyang Marquis Mansion after all. It would be fine if nothing happened. Now that he is injured like this, it seems that Qin Ziye means that he will be held accountable, and some of the guards who went to the suburbs are even more energetic.

The guards hesitated for a moment when they encountered the Wang family's carriage, but turned around and ran to Qin Ziye's side to ask in a low voice.

Anyang Hou Shizi also knew about Bai Yueguang Wang Shu's request but not the guards.

Rong Qi was gently wiping the blood on Qin Zihan's face, when he heard that his eyes fell on Qin Ziye, he lowered his eyes again.

"My lord, please use your excuse." Qin Ziye said in a deep voice.

Hearing Qin Ziye's voice, Wang Shu thought that he had made way for him, so he nodded slightly, "Okay."

As Qin Ziye's attitude towards him was not as good as usual, Wang Shu still took a lukewarm attitude towards Qin Ziye. After the carriage turned sideways, Wang Shu smelled blood on the tip of his nose.

"On this bullock cart..." the civilians whispered.

The civilians outside stood on their toes and stretched their necks to see the situation on the bullock cart. Qin Ziye looked silent, and he was not affected at all by sitting on the bullock cart.

Naturally, Rong Qi was very adaptable to such a situation, seeing Qin Ziye's silent expression from the corner of his eyes, he was slightly taken aback.

"What? Are you uncomfortable?" Qin Ziye noticed Rong Qi's gaze and asked softly.

"...Yes." Rong Qi looked at Qin Ziye's face and said something like a ghost.

After finishing speaking, Rong Qi felt a little regretful, thinking that as a virtuous wife of the eldest son, he should not have said such things, he thought about it, and gently leaned his head on Qin Ziye's shoulder.

Qin Ziye's body was stiff, then he hesitated and stretched out his hand to pat Rong Qi's back, his voice came from the top of Rong Qi's head to Rong Qi's ear.

"You have to get used to being uncomfortable. If you want to go further in the future, such gazes are harmless." After Qin Ziye finished speaking, the blood-stained sword clang on the bullock cart cut off the deserted sheds on the street. The long sword spun several times on the ground before lying on the street.

Seeing this posture and the guards guarding the side of the bullock cart, the civilians' mood of watching the excitement cooled down. They only dared to look secretly with their eyes, and did not dare to speak too loudly.

Rong Qi leaned on Qin Ziye's shoulder, he smiled softly, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he murmured, "Thank you for your teaching."

Rong Qi stretched out her hand to hug Qin Ziye's strong and smooth arm, and rubbed her head against Qin Ziye's shoulder like a cat, she was only short of meowing to be able to act sweetly in Qin Ziye's ear.

Qin Ziye lowered his head and saw that Rong Qi's dark eyes were full of tenderness, such tenderness was like water waves, compared with the gentleness and smallness before, it was more real, Qin Ziye moved his eyes away.

The guards cleverly picked up the long sword thrown by Qin Ziye and took it away. The thick blood of the long sword still left spots of blood on the street, and more blood dried and coagulated on the long sword.

After returning to the Marquis of Anyang, the doctor hurriedly walked into the Chunyi Courtyard. It was Rong Qi's idea to bring Qin Zihan into the Chunyi Courtyard. Thinking of what Qin Ziye might see when he walked into Qin Zihan's own courtyard with Qin Ziye in his arms, Rong Qi's eyes darkened darkened.

No one knew better than he what life was like for an unfavored man.

Qin Ziye's black robe was stained with blood. He looked at the bloody basins coming in and out. He sat outside and drank a cup of cold tea with his head down.

At first he didn't care about the role of Qin Zihan, even though he was his elder brother in name, even if he knew that Qin Zihan's final ending was to starve to death, Qin Ziye just let Rong Qi take good care of him.

Before Rong Qi started to take care of her, Qin Zihan was almost beaten to death.Qin Ziye thought of Qin Zihan sitting on the bullock cart and clenched his sleeves tightly, and was ignorant of the dependence in his eyes.What's more, when Qin Ziye entered the ruined temple, Qin Zihan opened his mouth and lowered his head in frustration.

"Is the son still thinking about your elder brother?" Rong Qi had already changed into another clothes, and he slowly sat beside Qin Ziye, asking with concern.

"..." Qin Ziye didn't reply, and raised his eyes to look at Rong Qi.

"I saw my brother covered in blood at the time, and I really couldn't imagine what kind of intentions such a person would have to attack him as a fool. I thought about it carefully, but it was just that my brother was not cared by his parents, his mind was disabled, and his strength It's just weak." Rong Qi smiled softly at Qin Ziye while talking.

"Now that you have the protection of your son, I believe my brother's life will be easier." Rong Qi said as he stretched out his hand to hold Qin Ziye's hand that was placed on the table.

Qin Ziye watched Rong Qi's hands tangle flexibly, interlacing his fingers.He glanced at Rong Qi again, and Rong Qi gave Qin Ziye a gentle and innocent smile.

"My son still has an abandoned yard not far from Gechunyiyuan. I heard that it is the yard of my aunt who has died. Why don't I arrange my brother here in the future."

Qin Ziye couldn't refuse Rong Qi's proposal, Qin Ziye was very speechless for such an unreliable scumbag father who placed his concubine not far from his son.Also, Qin Ziye's eyes turned cold because this scumbag father didn't even show his face when such a big thing happened.

"My son, the eldest son has broken some ribs, gastrointestinal bleeding, broken foot, and his face needs to be well smeared with medicine or there will be scars." The doctor went out of the room and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Is there any wound?" Qin Ziye glanced at the government doctor with cold and terrifying eyes.

"Here...the eldest son still has scars accumulated over the years, and some are new scars. Most of them are from fingernails, vines, and even roasted. The eldest son has been suffering from malnutrition all year round. , his body is very weak." When the doctor saw the scars all over Qin Zihan's body, blue and blue marks intertwined, he couldn't think that this was the body of a prince of the Marquis Mansion, so he couldn't help feeling a little bit of compassion.

"I see, send the government doctor back." Qin Ziye said a word after a while.

Hearing these words, Rong Qi lowered his eyes silently, and he began to secretly look at the doctor, seeing the slight unbearable look in the doctor's eyes, he was startled.

Qin Ziye let go of Rong Qi's hand, walked into the room slowly, sat on the edge of the bed and pinned the hair on Qin Zihan's face to his ears.

Seeing Qin Zihan's peaceful appearance, Qin Ziye lowered his head and squeezed the quilt for Qin Zihan, then turned and walked out of the room.

"My lord, I have sent someone to clean the courtyard next to it. Let's live there today." Rong Qi waited outside until Qin Ziye came out, then walked to Qin Ziye and said softly.

"Thank you for your hard work today." Qin Ziye's tone was somewhat apologetic. Originally, today was the day when Rong Qi returned home, but after Rong Qi returned home, he started to get busy. He felt sorry for disturbing Rong Qi Qin Ziye.

"My lord, we are husband and wife, my lord is always very polite to me." Rong Qi's tone was slightly complaining, and he stretched out his arm to hold Qin Ziye.

Feeling that Rong Qi was a little too hands-on today, Qin Ziye turned his head away and did not answer Rong Qi's question.

Rong Qi looked at the two shadows snuggled up on the marble, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Your Majesty, you are very handsome today."

At the gate of the ruined temple, when Rong Qi saw four men lying on the ground, Qin Ziye was holding a man covered in blood. His handsome face was covered with frost, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, as if there were thousands of floating corpses in his eyes. inside.

Do not look down upon, do not offend.At that moment, Rong Qi seemed to really think that Qin Ziye should be born in the royal family.

Qin Ziye raised his chin slightly when he heard the words, and thought of something, he coughed lightly, "Don't make trouble."

Rong Qi thinks Qin Ziye is a little cute.

Qin Ziye quickened his pace, afraid that Rong Qi would say something rainbow fart that made him feel great.

Qin Ziye came to the yard, and after the two of them finished washing, Rong Qi sat on the bedside and rubbed medicine on his injured foot. At this moment, Qin Ziye saw Rong Qi rubbing medicine on himself, and then remembered that Rong Qi's foot was still hurt .

"...I'll do it." Wearing a white undershirt, Qin Ziye took the medicine from Rong Qi's hand and smeared it on Rong Qi carefully.

Rong Qi looked at Qin Ziye's handsome side face with calm eyes.

The atmosphere between the two was quiet, peaceful, and there were special emotions flowing that they hadn't noticed yet.

In Anyang Hou's mansion, Anyang Hou naturally knew what Qin Ziye was doing, he only had two words, "Follow him." It was silence and connivance, just like he connived Qin Ziye's character into a cowardly temper and looked on coldly Qin Zihan was being bullied, and he was the biggest bystander in the Anyang Houfu.

After Wang Shu returned to the mansion, he sent someone to inquire about today's affairs. He seemed to be able to smell the bloody smell from the tip of his nose, which was thick and greasy.

He was wearing a white underwear, and his delicate collarbone was looming under his cold white skin. He was holding a book in his right hand, and his eyes were focused.

"My lord, I'm back." Xiaoju sneaked into Wang Shu's bedroom.

"It's so exciting! The eldest son of Anyang Hou was almost beaten to death by five men, the son of Anyang Hou raised a sword and killed one person, and the remaining four were taken back to Anyang Hou's mansion with their hands chopped off. By the way, the person who was killed was The first son of the Yushi family, the remaining four sons are also the sons of third-rank officials. I also went around the ruined temple, and I heard that Anyang Hou Shizi ordered the four men to bleed until they fainted before the guards put them on the ground. The four men dragged back."

Wang Shu thought of sitting in the carriage and heard the sound of the long sword being unsheathed. He hadn't seen Qin Ziye since he got married. Sitting on the bullock cart with his back, seeing Qin Ziye's glance, only four words flashed in Wang Shu's mind.

Calm and steady.

Wang Shu put down the book in his hand and was a little curious and tired, his tone was cold and hoarse: "Tomorrow will be another lively day."