Hua Rong said anxiously: "My dear, you must not be discouraged. You should hand this hairpin to the official in person."
Queen Xing smiled and held the hairpin. Gradually, her eyes turned ashen.
Seeing that she was tired, Hua Rong helped her up and said, "Madam, you can take a rest. Please relax, everything will be fine."
"Mrs. Yue, thank you very much! You saved me in two critical situations. I really can't repay you..."
"Don't worry, please relax, Madam."
Hua Rong helped her lie down on the bed. It was a cold night, and he covered her with a felt blanket from the Kingdom of Jin. However, as soon as the blanket touched her body, she immediately brushed it away: "Take things from others, don't..."
Her tone was so tragic that Hua Rong felt very uneasy. He stood aside until she closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep, then covered her with the felt blanket again, slowly closed the door and went out.
After an hour, Zhahe came back with a large bag of things, including cooked beef and mutton, and a large pot of boiling mare's milk tea.
He saw Hua Rong standing at the door, looking around, and said happily: "Brother, are you hungry?"
Hua Rong shook his head.
He quickly put down his things, arranged them one by one, and poured two large bowls of scalding milk tea: "Brother, I was waiting for someone to make the milk tea, so I came back late..."
Seeing that he was in high spirits, Hua Rong felt a little guilty and whispered: "Zhahe, I originally wanted Queen Xing to be your wife, but... can you not touch her?"
… … … …
Zhahe opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't understand what she said.
Hua Rong thought about it for a moment and then said: "What I mean is... can you not be a real couple with her? In other words, you can't enter her room... "
Zhahe finally understood. He had no interest in that skinny woman at first, so he said happily: "It's okay. I married you for you. If you say you don't want to be husband and wife, we won't be husband and wife..."
Hua Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took out another piece of silver and gave it to him: "Zhahe, thank you very much. I will marry a good woman for you in the future."
"Brother, no need..."
The two of them were talking, and Hua Rong suddenly felt a little uneasy. He stood up and said, "I'll ask her to eat. Just wait for me."
"good."
Hua Rong stood up and opened the door. The room was dark and deathly silent.
She came back with a weak lantern and shouted as she walked: "Mother, it's time to eat..."
When no one answered, she froze and screamed: "Empress..."
In front of me, I saw a figure hanging upside down. It turned out that Queen Xing tore the thin blanket and hung herself from the beam.
Her screams alarmed Zahe, who ran in. Regardless of their fear, they untied Queen Xing together. They saw that Queen Xing's face was purple, her eyes were wide open, she had stopped breathing, and her whole body was cold.
Hua Rong fell to the ground in a daze, tears rolling down her eyes.
The slave has a poor life and is unworthy of the emperor's love! A golden hairpin to avenge me!
Queen Xing, when the opportunity to return to the south came, she decisively ended her tortured body.
Hua Rong couldn't bear it anymore and lay on her body crying loudly.
It was the first time Zhahe witnessed such a tragic situation, and he stayed aside in shock. After a while, he reached out to help her: "Little brother, little brother..."
As soon as his hand touched Hua Rong's shoulder, Hua Rong suddenly raised his head and opened his hand like crazy: "Get away, beasts, you devils, damn golden dogs, thieves, and captives... You are worse than devils. Vicious…”
Zhahe didn't dare to say a word, he just retracted his hand in a daze, and never dared to touch her again.
After a while, I saw her lying on Queen Xing, crying like crazy, and couldn't help but reach out to pull her: "Little brother, little brother, please forgive me and accept the change..."
Hua Rong wiped away her tears and stood up, covered Queen Xing with a big quilt, and sat motionless on the chair. Seeing that she was no longer angry or insulting him, Zhahe felt a little desolate in his heart. He said cautiously: "Brother, let me cook for you."
She didn't say anything. Just as Zhahe was about to reach out and lift off the covering, she suddenly said sharply: "Stop!"
Zhahe took a step back in fright.
Before Queen Xing died, she was not even willing to cover herself with a Jurchen blanket, so how could she be willing to let a Jurchen man bury her in her place
Zhahe saw that her face was still full of tears, and the deep hatred in her eyes was something he had never seen before. Although he had only known Hua Rong for more than ten days, when she was a "man", Generous and heroic, when she was a woman, she was gentle, kind, beautiful and generous. I never knew she had such eyes.
He was scared in his heart, but also understood that she was acting like this because of the death of Queen Xing. He also vaguely understood that it was the war to destroy the Song Dynasty that the Jurchens were so happy about, that led to such a tragedy.
War actually caused a beautiful woman like Hua Rong to show such a terrifying look.
Zhahe didn't dare to look into her eyes and took a step back, but he didn't know what to say. He just whispered: "Brother... I, I have never been to the Song Dynasty... I have never been to the Song Dynasty to fight..."
Hua Rong ignored him, walked to the door and whistled hard.
After a while, Zhang Xian, Liu Qi and others came from the darkness and said hurriedly: "Has the Queen arrived?"
Before she finished speaking, Hua Rong's face was covered with tears. In a blink of an eye, she saw Queen Xing's body lying on the ground.
Both of them were miserable, shook their heads, and were speechless.
Queen Xing's body was buried the next day. Although Zhahe came forward, according to Han customs, he followed Hua Rong's instructions and found a piece of raw silk to wrap Queen Xing's body and bury her in the ground.
After the funeral was over, it was already dusk, and the Jurchens who helped had all dispersed.
Zhahe returned to the temporary hut and saw Hua Rong was about to go out, so he whispered: "Brother..."
Hua Rong looked very cold and said calmly: "Zhahe, I'm leaving."
"where you go?"
She didn't answer.
Zhahe suddenly realized that this beautiful woman had wanted to help her marry Queen Xing before, but now that Queen Xing was dead, she would never care about him again.
He felt panicked and whispered: "Brother, where are you going?"
She didn't answer.
Zhahe couldn't help but followed her step by step, his voice even lower: "Brother, I'm sorry..."
Hua Rong stopped.
"Little brother, I will not harm you. I really will never harm you, little brother..."
Hua Rong turned around and said calmly: "Zhahe, thank you for helping me these days. I'm leaving..."
He was panicking and suddenly realized that he would never see her again. He hurriedly asked: "Where are you going? Are you going back to Song Dynasty?"
"Not yet."
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Can I see you again in the future?"
She said nothing calmly. In front, Zhang Xian and others were waiting for her. As soon as they saw her coming out, the three of them walked forward.
Zhahe stood alone at the door, looking at the distant sky. He had just experienced a funeral, and after these days of friendship, Fang felt helpless for the first time in his life.
However, he couldn't express this feeling, and he didn't know what the reason was. He simply murmured to himself: "I never attacked the Song Dynasty, why should you blame me?"
Jin Wushu's mansion.
As soon as night fell, the lights were decorated, as if a happy event was being held.
Wang Junhuayi arrogantly directed the servants and boys in the house to clean and prepare delicacies. Everything was prepared according to the customs of the Southern Dynasties.
She didn't know who the Fourth Prince would entertain tonight, but seeing the Fourth Prince's serious instructions, she didn't dare to neglect him at all. She didn't know when, she had been completely devoted to Jin Wushu, even if he asked her to kneel down. Licking his toes will be a pleasure without hesitation.
What surprised her the most was that the fourth prince ordered a courtyard to be tidied up. The furnishings in it were all based on the customs of the Song Dynasty, with purple screens, gray carpets, bright and clean windows, and a room full of ancient books on display.
The wardrobe is full of boxes of silk embroidered clothes taken from the spoils of war in Kaifeng. These clothes all come from the palace and are the new clothes of the queen and concubine. Even Wang Junhua, the wife of the number one scholar, has never seen them before. Such exquisite and luxurious clothes.
She picked one up and couldn't help but make gestures on her chest for a while, but she remembered the Fourth Prince's scolding when he saw her wearing Hanfu that day. She didn't dare to make a mistake, so she put it back. But she couldn't help but feel more and more jealous and resentful in her heart. Who is this? Want to move in
Could it be Yelu Guanyin
But Yelv Guanyin is a Khitan
Could it be Hua Rong
But Hua Rong had not seen each other since the Sheliu Festival. She even thought that she and Yu Wenxuzhong were detained by Zong Han.
She secretly said: "I hope God will bless you. It's best if the eldest prince seizes that bitch and never comes out again."
After packing everything, she saw a long red carpet rolled out at the door, and saw Jin Wushu coming out. She was even more surprised because the fourth prince was actually wearing Hanfu.
She had never seen Jin Wushu like this before. She smiled charmingly, stepped forward to salute, and said softly: "Fourth Prince, everything has been sorted..."
"Okay, let's wait for the distinguished guest to come. You must serve carefully and not neglect at all." After he finished speaking, he added, "Tonight, you and Staff Qin will accompany you."
She was overjoyed that she and Qin Hui could also accompany her
The Fourth Prince is treating guests, and he is also a guest
You must know that there is a big difference between a guest and a maid. No matter how favored you are, you are still a maid, but once you are present, your status changes.
She was surprised and happy, and said repeatedly: "I will never neglect the Fourth Prince's distinguished guest."
She agreed repeatedly, and then went to look at the preparations in the kitchen, fearing that there would be any uncleanness, so as not to make the Fourth Prince angry.
Jin Wushu had been pacing the room, looking around, feeling very satisfied. Suddenly he heard an announcement at the door: "Mrs. Yue is here..."
He hurriedly welcomed him out. Hua Rong stood at the door, followed by Zhang Xian and Liu Qi.
He hated the name "Mrs. Yue", and he hated Zhang Xian and Liu Qi even more, because when he saw them, he always thought of Yue Pengju, as if Yue Pengju was standing beside him.
He was about to speak to chase them away, but he was startled when he saw Hua Rong's eyes were red and swollen, with an angry flame burning in his eyes. Why was Hua Rong crying? And why are you angry? According to his information, Zong Han only had Yu Wenxu and others under house arrest, and there was no other bad news. Even after the agreement and Zong Wang's repeated mediation, Song Huizong and others still had hope of returning to the south. Shouldn't she be happy
Hua Rong suppressed the angry flames in his heart and said calmly: "Why is the Fourth Prince inviting you to the banquet?"
He forced a laugh, but couldn't continue to be polite and whispered: "Hua Rong, what's going on?"
Hua Rong didn't answer and walked straight in.
As soon as I sat down, I saw a woman dressed in a ruffled skirt come in. She had a plump figure and a beautiful face, resembling the Guanyin in the temple of the Liao Dynasty. She was Yelv Guanyin, known as the most beautiful woman.