Jiang Suizhou’s eyes glowed fervently.

The lights in the room were dimly lit. Under the dim light, he could see Huo Wujiu’s dark eyes, looking at him with utmost seriousness and conviction.

This was an indescribable sense of security, and this even gave him a feeling that Huo Wujiu took him very seriously.

This was no illusion. After all, the two of them already had a good relationship, and it was him who indulged in fantasies that he shouldn’t have.

Jiang Suizhou fell silent for a moment.

And in this gap of his silence, Huo Wujiu also felt quite uneasy.

Huo Wujiu was not as indifferent as he appeared to be. After all, for him, this was the first time he had suffered from insomnia since childhood.

Only now did he realize that people lying comfortably in bed could also toss and turn, unable to fall asleep. This feeling was even more intolerable than rolling on a nail board. His eyes were wide open, and he contemplated in vain if he had said something wrong earlier, or whether Jiang Suizhou had really run into some serious trouble outside.

This kind of worry intertwined with doubts made him so irritable and unbelievably restless.

However, the person he was concerned about had already left. The doors and windows of the main house were tightly shut, and Meng Qianshan was dozing off against the pillars. In the night, it seemed that the whole world was peaceful and quiet, while only he, Huo Wujiu, couldn’t sleep.

Only he knew how much trouble he had suffered and how much determination he had made, so he flipped over and sat up. Without changing his clothes, he went and stealthily knocked on Jiang Suizhou’s window.

Presently, Jiang Suizhou remained silent and did not speak, which made his hanging heart even more restless.

I wasn’t too fierce just now, was I? It’s all because I’m used to talking with shameless men like Wei Kai. In my anxiousness, I lost all sense of propriety…

At this turn, Jiang Suizhou finally spoke.

“It’s nothing…” His voice sounded weak, as if lacking in confidence.

Huo Wujiu stared at him as he tilted his little head to look at him. He was clearly born with a pair of eyes with the bearing of a refined fox, but they appeared too innocent, making him unwilling to say anything harsh.

He seemingly deliberated for a moment before continuing, “It’s just that today, after blowing in the wind outside the city and dealing with the fuss at the banquet, I feel quite drained after returning home.”

Huo Wujiu didn’t quite believe it, but his tone was much gentler, quite like being careful for fear of damaging a flower.

“Is that all?” he asked.

Jiang Suizhou nodded.

“I’m a little worried about General Lou,” he added.

“Don’t worry about him,” Huo Wujiu blurted out.

Jiang Suizhou straightened up and asked, “But have you ever thought, he has incurred Pang Shao’s hatred and could be killed by him at any time?”

Huo Wujiu surveyed him and raised his eyebrows slightly, asking somewhat in surprise, “So is this why you’ve been preoccupied just now?”

The darkness hid Jiang Suizhou’s reddish earlobes from lying to him: “…Yes.”

Huo Wujiu burst out laughing. The laughter erupted so softly, but it was filled with the pleasure of relief.

“Sillyhead.” He raised his hand, placing it on top of Jiang Suizhou’s head, and stroked it a couple of times as if to brush his hair. “You’re so fond of worrying about other people’s affairs, aren’t you?”

Jiang Suizhou refused to respond.

Huo Wujiu continued, “Don’t worry. Unless I’m still in prison, my legs are crippled, and I don’t have any contact with the outside world, this kind of situation will never happen, even if he has three heads and six arms, and is exceptionally adept at trickery. I’ll take Pang Shao’s surname if I let him succeed in killing Lou Yue under my nose. ”

Jiang Suizhou nodded, which fell into Huo Wujiu’s eyes as being particularly cute.

He curled his lips and smiled, feeling that his decision today was simply too wise.

Now, he could get a good night’s sleep.

“Are you relieved now?” He asked.

Jiang Suizhou nodded again.

Huo Wujiu responded, “Then I’m leaving, alright?”

Jiang Suizhou did not forget to admonish him, “Don’t let anyone see you.”

Huo Wujiu knew what he meant. He must never let anyone see that his legs were healed. However, in his ears, it gave off a sprinkle of charm. It was as if they were on a secret rendezvous.

He beamed for no reason, and even felt somewhat wickedly excited.

He stood up, and before leaving, he turned around and said to Jiang Suizhou, “Stop worrying blindly. Go to sleep quickly.”

Upon hearing Jiang Suizhou’s “Okay,” Huo Wujiu turned around and jumped out of the window again.

After this meeting, the back view of that figure was a little more relieved, and his pace was briskier than before.

Jiang Suizhou watched him go and watched Huo Wujiu close the window again. Then the room regained silence.

He lay back on the bed and let out a long breath.

He knew that he should be happy.

Doubtlessly, in the original historical records, it was because Huo Wujiu was confined in the backyard of the royal residence and firmly guarded by the original owner that Pang Shao got the opportunity to seize Lou Yue’s military power step by step and execute him.

This time, Lou Yue would not follow the old path.

Then… What about Huo Wujiu and Lou Wanjun?

Still, no matter what would happen to them, he as an outsider should stay silent.

He just felt abashed.

He obviously should stay far away, but he coveted the warmth that Huo Wujiu brought him. This made his rationality lose its function for the first time and made him want to pretend that everything was fine like today; just to keep the status quo and stay by Huo Wujiu’s side.

Because other than that, he didn’t want to go anywhere.