She simply got up from his lap, but she got up too quickly, and his legs pressed against her gauze, and when he exerted force, it tore apart, and her breasts cracked brightly. She didn't care, and stood up. With her tall chest raised, tears streamed down her face: "The slave family knows that the master doesn't like to hear it, but today the slave family will fight to the death to remonstrate with the master. That bitch knows the details of the slave couple and stays in the world, and the slave will never sleep or eat well." .The slave couple are loyal to the young master and hope that the young master will achieve great things so that they can be prosperous and wealthy together. Since ancient times, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial details, let alone the benevolence of women. The young master wants to control the world, and if a mere woman is reluctant to give up, why not give up? What great things could they accomplish? Zhao Deji trusted her, and she always sabotaged the young master's plans. What's more, she was still someone else's wife, so why did the young master have to pay attention to such a woman? ? Even if he is a young master, the slave family will naturally take care of him and serve him loyally for the rest of his life. There is no need for that bitch to interfere. Even if she is born beautiful, there are many more beautiful women in the world than her. How much does the master want? How many people can I find for you, why does it have to be her?…”
Seeing that the young master was so angry that she turned pale, she gave it all and took another step forward, regardless of her upper body, crying bitterly: "In this world, there is no one who is better and more loyal to the young master than the Nu family. For the sake of the young master, the slave family would go through fire and water. However, the young master has always favored those bad women. Look, what kind of bitch is Yelu Guanyin? Hua Rong, what kind of bitch is she? Which one of them takes the young master seriously? You can deal with Yelu Guanyin decisively, why can't you let go of Hua Rong? "
He raised his hand and slapped him across the face: "How dare you roar in front of me?"
She covered her face and cried even harder: "When the slave family said these words, they anticipated the young master's moment. The slave family and that bitch are incompatible with each other. She has no me, and I have no her. The slave family can be said to be raised by the master. A dog is loyal throughout his life. However, she is a wolf and will bite the young master at any time. Young Master, tell me, do you want her or a slave? "
He never expected that Wang Junhua had such a side, and for a moment, he was speechless.
She sneered: "What's so good about that bitch? For Zhao Deji, he didn't even care about the safety of the little master, and took the initiative to send him to the palace as a hostage. If the young master hadn't taken action this time, he would have fallen into the hands of others, and the little master would have What qualifications does she have to be the little master's mother? The young master is lustful and has no heroic spirit. He can't be circumvented by any woman. How can he make the wise men of the world surrender? When Liu Bang fled, even his wife and children were able to push off the carriage, establishing the foundation of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years. Will the young master want to be Xiang Yu who is at the end of his life or Liu Bang who returns home in glory? "
Seeing that the young master's face changed drastically and he remained silent for a long time, she knew that she had already hit on his heart. She immediately struck while the iron was hot, but softened her voice and sighed softly: "Hua Rong doesn't know good from evil. In Liujiasi Jinying, The young master saved her life from being humiliated; she went on a mission to Daijin, and the young master even protected her. However, instead of wanting to repay her, she took the opportunity to escape and went against the young master with Yue Pengju. She was already Yue Pengju's wife, and she was She is a worse woman than Yelu Guanyin to betray the young master, not the young master to her. This will only disrupt the young master's plans... "
The young master waved his hand and said in a voice as cold as ice: "You don't need to say any more, get off!"
She didn't dare to disobey, so she knelt down and saluted: "I'm sorry to leave."
After walking out of the door, she paused for a moment, but she was happy in her heart. The young master did not whip her like last time, which showed that her status in his mind had improved. Every time she improved a little, Hua Rong's death would be closer, otherwise, there would be With her here, even if Qin Hui became prime minister, he would still feel restless.
Yue Pengju rushed out of the city gate, stopped at the fork in the road, and looked at the dark night.
His heart was beating so fast that he almost ran out, feeling angry and worried at the same time. If Zhao Deji had informed Hua Rong of missing as soon as he saw him, there would have been some clues to find out at that time, but now, where would he go to find him? Not only did Zhao Deji not tell him, but he wanted to help him eliminate Wu Zhan first.
However, not only did he not dare to express the resentment in his heart, but he also had no time to worry about it. At this moment, he must first find his wife.
Zhang Xian ran up and said, "Pengju, we have already searched the area. Miao Liu is running away towards Fujian. Do you want to catch up?"
He thought for a while and remained silent.
Zhang Xian asked again: "Are you going to chase Miao Liu? Madam should be in their hands..."
Yue Pengju shook his head and said in a deep voice: "If Miao Liu takes the Seventeenth Sister, he will definitely use it to blackmail me. However, they have not sent any news. The Seventeenth Sister must not be in their army."
Zhang Xian was also anxious: "Where can I find it?"
Yue Pengju looked at the sky in the dark night, but he couldn't actually see anything. He only felt the cold snowflakes falling one by one on his shoulders. He immediately said: "Go to Wuliting."
Zhang Xian was greatly puzzled: "Wuliting is still dozens of miles away from here. What are you going to do there?"
Yue Pengju didn't explain, and he couldn't tell the reason. Intuitively, his wife was definitely not kidnapped by Miao Liu, but by someone else. Faintly, in the dark night, he suddenly heard such a clear voice, as if someone was calling. Himself, low and miserable: "Pengju, Pengju..."
He almost jumped up: "She is calling me, Sister Seventeen is calling me..."
Zhang Xian was surprised: "Where? Why didn't I hear it?"
Yue Pengju didn't answer, and without any explanation he led the crowd to run in the direction of the sound. This was the second time he heard such a sound. The first time was when Hua Rong was chased by Jin Wushu and had no way out, and broke into the dense forest. The second time she heard this, she must have been in great danger.
Zhang Xian and others suddenly came to their senses and saw that Yue Pengju had already taken the lead and ran far away, so he immediately led the crowd to catch up.
The night is already dark.
Light snow is falling in the sky again. Although the weather in the south is not as cold as in the north, the snowy days are also chilly to the heart. Hua Rong tightens his clothes and sits against the cold wall, as if he is in an extremely cold ice cellar. .
She suddenly remembered the moment when the city gate was closed and she fell outside. And the voice of King Qin: "If you two continue to work for Zhao Deji, you will die sooner or later."
really.
In fact, I also know it.
She leaned against the wall and said to herself that after this catastrophe, she really wanted to leave the capital forever and never be tainted with this dangerous place.
After she regained consciousness, the scar on her body began to hurt violently. The pain lasted for a while, and then slowly became numb. However, at the moment of numbness, she felt surprisingly painful, as if her whole body had been immersed in salt water. She screamed and suddenly shouted : "Pengju, Pengju..."
For a long while, everything was silent.
It was as if someone was promising herself: "Sister...Sister Seventeen..."
However, when I calmed down, there was only the sound of the wind whistling outside the thick wall. It was the end of the year, and New Year's Eve was coming soon. There once was a New Year's Eve that was the wedding day for me and Pengju, but now
Now, is there still a day to meet
A family of three, each scattered.
It seemed as if someone was approaching the door.
She quietly moved to the door. At this time, she had gathered all the strength in her body, just hoping that as soon as the door opened, the people outside would be caught off guard and rush out.
She leaned against the door for a long time, but there was still no movement. She sat down in despair, and the little strength she had finally gathered was spent, and she just closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.
After a long time, the door suddenly opened with a creak.
She opened her eyes drowsily, familiar with the darkness, and could see a vague figure standing at the door. Gradually, the wind blew, and in the dim light of the snowy night, she could see such a familiar figure, Dressed in white, suave and unrestrained, with jade trees in the wind.
She suddenly laughed and said with difficulty: "It is indeed you! The child is at your place!"
"it's me!"
The voice was very flat: "If you hadn't sacrificed your life to protect the child at the last moment, you would have died long ago."
She nodded in the darkness and sighed: "I am indeed ashamed of my child. I should not let him stay in the palace."
He sneered: "In order to be loyal to Zhao Deji, why did you ever worry about the life of your child? What's more, he is not your biological child, and it just serves as a bargaining chip for your husband and wife to favor you. I really regret entrusting my child to you!"
She was speechless for a while.
"Do you think Zhao Deji or the Queen Mother will thank you for this and protect the child? You are wrong. Hua Rong, now I realize that you are just a lackey! A lackey of Zhao Deji!"
She chuckled lowly and did not argue.
In fact, what he said was not wrong. He and his wife thought they wanted to protect their home and country, but whose home was whose country? They all belong to Zhao Deji. If he can save his wealth, it will be his glory, but if he cannot save it, it will also mean the displacement of the people. Even if the emperor continues to fight, thousands of people will die for him.
She put her head on her knees, trying to feel as warm as possible. However, the cold wind blew in from the open door, blowing away the little heat that had finally accumulated.
"Hua Rong..."
She wanted to raise her head, but her neck was numb from the cold and she couldn't seem to lift her limbs.
There was a burst of fire in front of her eyes, and she finally raised her head to look at the figure opposite, which was blurry under the lantern and seemed to be unclear.
He also looked at her by the firelight. Her clothes were messy and there were blood clots on her shoulders, which were left when she protected her son. She had been scarred along the way, but when he saw the child, the child was intact. Lossless.
Her face was almost like a piece of white paper under the lantern, and her hair was very messy. However, she was sitting cross-legged like that, with a very calm look in her eyes.
Although she was a prisoner, she didn't feel her embarrassment at all, as if she was as bright as the willow festival.
She also looked at him, looking at the person who should not be there at this moment.
Looking at each other with such eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand, picked her up and walked out.
This is a small house as warm as spring. As soon as you sit on the thick carpet, you are immediately in two different worlds.
After eating some food in a hurry, the maid then brought the steaming red bean soup. Hua Rong reached out to pick it up, drank it all in one gulp, and then drank another bowl of porridge.