jdhmnovel Chapter 232 His Dear Wife
Chapter 232 His Dear Wife
In recent days, the exile of King De has attracted attention from all parties.
Prince De's faction was struggling to its death, while the other parties were just watching from the sidelines. Some were even trying their best to take advantage of the situation, especially the faction of the Eighth Prince.
In addition, Jiang Jin's people intentionally or unintentionally directed the Cuixianju incident, which was the fuse of the previous incident, onto the Eighth Prince.
As a result, the remnants of Prince De and the Eighth Prince's men were secretly fighting each other.
Of course, this wave of bloodless fighting slowly came to an end when Jiang Jin and Mu Jiaojiao were sleeping in each other's arms in the manor.
Insects chirped and birds sang in the village. Mu Jiaojiao woke up from her sleep in her bed. The inhuman fox who had been cuddling with her last night was not in the bed. She moved her body.
"Hi~"
Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help but gasp for air as she felt a sharp pain in her waist.
Mu Jiaojiao rubbed her waist with her hand and thought to herself, a man who has been holding back for too long is not good!
The ancients were not deceiving her!
After she recovered a little, Mu Jiaojiao called someone in to help her dress and tie her hair.
Huaizhu led the maids in. She helped Mu Jiaojiao to dress herself. When she saw the mark of the collarbone on Mu Jiaojiao's chest, she couldn't help but blush.
Ouch~
Our prince is truly... well... brave but measured!!!
Thinking of this, the girl laughed secretly.
Mu Jiaojiao felt dizzy and closed her eyes to rest. When Pu opened his eyes, he saw the maid who served him with a red face and a smirk on her lips that he couldn't hide in time.
Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help but stretch out her claws and stroked Huaizhu's delicate cheek, teasing her.
"Yo~"
"Whose beauty is this? Her smile is as bright as a peach tree!"
Huaizhu became even more charming when Mu Jiaojiao touched her cheeks. She frowned and said angrily:
"Master, please be serious!"
“Puchi… hehe…”
The girls around couldn't help but burst into laughter, and they were all shaking with laughter.
When Jiang Jin came in with his wheelchair, he saw this scene. His wife was sitting in front of the dressing table. She looked delicate and lazy. She was wearing a purple silk dress, revealing her slender waist, which he could hold with one hand.
The whole person is like a red plum blossom after frost and snow, exuding an alluring fragrance.
"Madam, why are you so happy?"
Jiang Jin couldn't help but feel sweet and proud in his heart. A wife like this belonged to him, Jiang Jin, and only him!
Then he smiled gently, and his voice became soft and light.
"Meet the prince!"
The maids around stopped laughing and bowed to Jiang Jin.
Jiang Jin waved his hand and signaled them to go out. Seeing this, Huaizhu smartly put down the comb, led the maids out, and thoughtfully closed the door.
Jiang Jin saw that there was no one in the room and was too lazy to pretend to be disabled. He stood up from the wheelchair, picked up the comb on the dressing table, and tied his wife's hair.
"Prince Jin's skills are surprisingly not rusty at all!"
As for Mu Jiaojiao, she looked at her husband standing behind her and leaned against his chest naturally. The main reason was that her waist was really sore...
Jiang Jin also let him do as he pleased, with three parts of doting, three parts of indulgence, and a bit of helplessness in his eyes.
"I dare not let my skills become rusty at all, otherwise what will happen if my wife runs away with the child?"
Jiang Jin did not forget that after spending some time with his wife, his wife Jiaojiao wanted to kick him out and live happily with her own child!
“Puff╮(￣▽￣)╭”
"These are all old grievances, and Prince Jin is still digging them up!"
Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing when she heard that. Then she glanced at him and thought, this bastard really holds a grudge!
"I remember everything my wife has done."
Jiang Jin did not refute when he heard this. He carefully tied Mu Jiaojiao's hair into a flying cloud bun and pinned a purple gem-encrusted pearl flower on her head, while adding in a gentle voice.
Mu Jiaojiao really couldn't stand him. Her heart was probably only as big as the tip of her heart, even worse than her own youngest son who was almost three years old.
Then he surrendered and admitted his fault: "It's my fault, okay? Lord Jin is magnanimous and will spare your dear wife, okay?"
When Jiang Jin heard the words 'his dear wife', the expression on his face instantly became more gentle, and it seemed as if waves were exploding in his heart. The corners of his mouth turned up and his tone softened.
"Since my wife has said so, how dare I disobey her?"
The two chatted sweetly for a while. Jiang Jin looked at his wife, who was dressed very attractively by him, and felt that his life was complete.
Then, as if he had thought of something, he asked Mu Jiaojiao, "I heard this morning that your wife said she could treat Wang Zhong's legs?"
"Well, we'll have an operation to remove the bone fragments that are broken into his flesh. Even though it won't be completely cured, at least he won't be in unbearable pain from time to time in the future."
Mu Jiaojiao did not hide anything from him and answered the situation truthfully.
"I am already extremely grateful to my wife for being able to relieve his pain a little bit!"
Jiang Jin was not disappointed at all when he heard this, but his tone was a little lowered. He knew that his wife was an excellent doctor.
His wife said that after the treatment, Wang Zhong would no longer suffer from unbearable pain, and his condition would probably be much better afterwards. That was enough.
Seeing this, Mu Jiaojiao thought for a while. She knew her husband well, and it seemed that Wang Zhong's injury must have some origin.
"Ajin, how did Wang Zhong's leg get broken back then?"
Mu Jiaojiao was not a shy person. She looked at Jiang Jin's face through the mirror and asked.
When Jiang Jin heard Mu Jiaojiao's question, tenderness flashed in his eyes. His wife was always so observant.
Then he seemed to think of the cruelty of the battlefield again, and spoke with a bad look and a low voice.
"He was trying to save me from the enemy's arrows, and that's when a huge rock rolled down from the mountaintop and broke his lower leg."
Although Jiang Jin didn't explain it in detail, Mu Jiaojiao knew it at this moment. Jiang Jin must be feeling very guilty about this matter.
She stood up, held Jiang Jin's big hand, looked up at Jiang Jin, her eyes bright and determined.
"Don't worry, Jin, I will do my best to make him recover!"
Mu Jiaojiao's voice was not loud when she said this, but it inexplicably gave Jiang Jin a kind of strength, a strength that protected him.
Jiang Jin looked at his wife with bright eyes and white teeth standing in front of his chest, and his heart felt warmed, as if a flame was burning in his heart.
Jiang Jin gently raised his hand and held the little woman in front of him in his arms, full of cherishment.
"As a husband, I naturally believe in my wife!"
"Also, thank you Jiaojiao!"
Jiang Jin's voice came from above her head. Mu Jiaojiao tightened her arms around Jiang Jin's waist and caressed his lower back tenderly.
My husband seems to be of noble birth, well-dressed and well-fed, but in fact he is just a poor little fellow.