One Night Bride

Chapter 12: his name

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When she woke up, her side was empty and King Qin was not there. She was wrapped in a thin quilt.

She felt relieved and looked around, but immediately became nervous again. She saw King Qin standing in front of the huge box, not knowing what he was looking for.

He suddenly turned around, and she didn't have time to lie down and pretend to be asleep, so she had to wrap herself in a quilt and look at him warily.

He threw it in his hand, and he didn't know what it was, but it was covered with colorful flowers.

She brushed it away and saw that it was a brand new light green shirt, made of fine cotton yarn. She probably snatched it from somewhere. Also thrown under the bed was a pair of shoes.

"Girl, you wear this. There are many clothes in here. You can change them as you like. Dress nicely."

His voice was like a bell, but she couldn't get angry with her clothes at this moment. She couldn't die, and she couldn't run naked. She could only ask for clothes to wrap her up.

Before she got dressed, he came over with something unknown from the box.

She quickly wrapped herself up and saw him putting those things on the table. They were several tubes of wolf hair, high-quality rice paper, and several paintings and calligraphy, but they had not been opened and she didn't know who they belonged to.

"As long as you don't die, these things will be for you to play with."

He stared, "If you dare to seek death again, I will never let you off lightly."

After saying that, he checked around again to make sure there was nothing sharp, and then took the only shell in front of her, which was also given to her by the young man. He threw it on the ground and crushed it with his foot, as if everything was safe. Then I walked out with confidence.

When he walked to the row of houses where pirates gathered, he saw a man at the door of the kitchen, who poked his head in, and then immediately retracted it.

"You little bastard, get out of here."

The young man came out tremblingly, his voice trembling slightly: "Did you kill my sister?"

"Get the fuck out of here." King Qin beat him so hard that he rolled over, "You bastard, go play with her, get out of here... Look at her, don't let her seek death again, otherwise, I will chop you into pieces..." "

The young man was overjoyed when he heard that Hua Rong was not dead yet. He got up from the ground and ran away quickly.

It wasn't until the sound of King Qin's footsteps completely disappeared that Hua Rong put on his clothes with confidence. Then, he got out of bed and put on his shoes. The shoes were those weird little boots with holes around them for ventilation. They didn't look like something from China. I don't know where it was stolen from.

The pain all over her body was still unbearable, as if she had fallen apart. She sat silently for a while, then lay on her bed with her body crooked, not knowing what to do or how to continue in the future.

When breakfast was brought, she ate a bowl and lay down again. She didn't even want to go out. She just wanted to hang out like this and wait to die.

Someone knocked on the door, and a very thin voice said: "Sister, sister..."

She got up and walked to the door. It was the young man.

She looked around in panic: "Go away quickly, that devil will kill you if he sees you again..."

"He asked me to come." The young man was very surprised and said incoherently: "Sister, you are still alive! It's great... I was afraid that you would be killed by him... "

The young man still didn't understand what it meant to be tortured. He thought that the most important thing in the world was to be "alive". As long as life was still there, everything could be put aside. But when he saw that her clothes were neatly dressed, her face and hands were also wet. There were no wounds, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "King Qin, I won't kill you again, right?"

Who knows. Hua Rong sighed, since he had nothing to lose now, what other tricks could he come up with

She remembered those tubes of wolf hair, turned around and went in to get a pen and paper and a square of ink: "Come on, find a place and I will teach you how to write."

The young man was overjoyed: "Sister, where did you get these things?"

"Given by King Qin."

The young man didn't understand why King Qin, a reckless man, would give her these things, but when he saw the writing brush, he was so happy that he forgot to ask questions. He followed her out and said as he walked, "Sister, there is a big rock on the island, which is very flat. Can be used as a desk.”

"Okay, let's go there."

This is a dense subtropical forest with lush foliage and a fishy fragrance that is not found in trees on land. There are strange rocks among the trees. As the boy said, there is a medium-sized stone among them. , very flat. Although it cannot be regarded as a real desk, it is extremely rare.

The young man happily spread out pen and paper on the stone, and took an inkstone to grind ink. Judging from his technique, it was obvious that he had never used it before.

Hua Rong took the ink, rubbed it a few times to show him, and asked him, "Have you never used it before?"

"I only heard it from my mother."

"Where's your mother?"

"There was a flood in my hometown, and my mother and I fled. We settled in a village and became tenants of others. One time, my husband and I went out and were captured by a group of pirates. They robbed the owner's property and killed everyone. .I was left here to work, and I don’t know what happened to my mother..." His eyes showed the kind of deep sadness and concern that did not belong to a young person, "My mother must be worried about me, and I have no Can’t go back…”

For a moment, Hua Rong forgot about the pain she had suffered. At least, now she had no relatives and relatives, and the young man still had to remember his mother. She suddenly thought of those women who were expelled after being crippled, and believed in herself It won't be long before he is released. At that time, there will be a glimmer of hope. She comforted him softly: "If there is a chance in the future, we will escape together."

The young man was full of expectations: "Okay, sister, I will definitely keep an eye out for opportunities."

Hua Rong smiled and showed him a writing technique, writing three big characters on the paper, which was the boy's name:

Yue Pengju

The young man saw his name appearing on paper for the first time, and it was such a beautiful three-letter word. He couldn't help but be happy. He carefully put it aside to dry, and said happily: "I want to collect it and keep it for the rest of my life..."

Hua Rong also laughed, and the boy quickly held his breath and started writing according to her instructions.

After a heavy rain, the air is very fresh.

While the boy was writing, Hua Rong got up and walked a few steps. Through the trees on the island, he looked at the blue sky in the distance. The sea and sky were the same color, and the breeze was blowing. If it weren't for such a terrible environment, it would be considered a beautiful place. The place.

It's a pity that it is the pirate leader's hell.

The young man wrote with great concentration, and Hua Rong also tried his best to guide him. He drank the water he brought when he was thirsty, and picked a large mountain peach nearby to eat when he was hungry. It was very crisp and sweet.

In this way, time passed by, and when the young man finished writing the last word and raised his head, the sun was already setting in the west.

He put away the stack of paper he had written on with great satisfaction, and then held up the big words written by Hua Rong to his chest, and said happily: "Sister, this is my name, I really like it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, and then he heard a burst of laughter: "Hahahaha, little bastard, do you deserve a name?"

The King of Qin, the King of Qin who jumped out of nowhere.

He seemed to recognize a few words slightly, and read loudly and vigorously: "Yue-Peng-Ju... haha..." Then, he turned to Hua Rong, "Did you write this for this little brat?"

Hua Rong hummed lightly.

"Then you also write one for me. My name is 'Qin Shangcheng'. Write it out quickly. I want to see what these three words look like on paper..."