The child struggled violently, and Wu Qimai forcibly hugged his arm. The child was in pain, and his face turned purple from crying. He kept shouting: "Mom... I want mom..."
Hua Rong was furious and suddenly jumped up and went to grab the child. Jin Wushu couldn't help but move the tip of his sword slightly away, but it was still lying across her chest: "You still want to be cruel?"
She was furious and realized that she was terribly wrong. She had firmly believed that Jin Wushu would treat this child well before, but at this time she had completely seen Jin Wushu's behavior and his attitude towards women. The woman he wanted, It must be a woman who can be "used", such as Yelu Guanyin, such as Wang Junhua. How can such a woman bring real safety and security to her children
Even if Wang Junhua does not abuse his children, what else will the children raised by such a woman be like another copy of Qin Hui? Lu Deng and his wife committed suicide and died for their country. It was so heroic. Could it be that they wanted their son to recognize him as a thief and become his father after his death? Maybe he would become the enemy of his family and country in the future
No, how can you let your son go with Jin Wushu
She said loudly: "Jin Wushu, I thought that the child would not be treated badly if he followed you. However, I found that I was wrong. From Yelu Guanyin to Wang Junhua, this child will be tortured to death by you sooner or later. Especially, I, the orphan of Song Zhonglie, , How can you let a shameless adulterer and a wife raise you?"
Jin Wushu was so angry that his lips turned blue: "Hua Rong, do you really want to die here?"
Wang Junhua's voice trembled with excitement: "Young master, kill this ungrateful maid..."
Hua Rong was pointed at the chest with a long sword, and suddenly took a step forward: "Jin Wushu, even if you kill me immediately, you can't take away the child..."
The tip of the sword pierced faintly, and Jin Wushu couldn't help but take a step back and said angrily: "This is my son..."
Soon after, when he was slightly stunned, Hua Rong had already jumped up, the tip of Jin Wushu's sword was tilted, she had already snatched the sword from Wu Qimai's waist, and shouted: "Give it back to me." son… "
Wu Qimai threw a rat weapon, and little Lu Wenlong beat him in his arms: "Mom... let me go... I want mom..."
She ran towards her child wholeheartedly, not caring about Jin Wushu's pursuit behind her. Her hand had already touched her son's waving little hand. Little Lu Wenlong broke into tears and smiled: "Mom, mom..." He stretched out his hand and grabbed her mother's hand.
Wu Qimai immediately retreated. If Hua Rong exerted more force, his son's arm would be injured, so he had to let go and chase after him immediately. At this time, Wu Qimai had already reached the door, and Jin Wushu also reacted and stopped Hua Rong. , the cold sword tip pointed at her vest, and shouted: "Hua Rong, if you dare to commit murder, don't blame me for being rude..."
At this time, Hua Rong's eyes were blood red. She turned around, took the saber in her hand and slashed at Jin Wushu. She used all her strength to strike with the sword. Although Jin Wushu was more powerful than her, she had to dodge in a hurry. She When he was ready to kill, he chased after him in two steps, and then slashed at Jin Wushu head and face with his sword.
The two have been feuding for many years, but they have never fought at such a close range, with real swords and guns facing each other, fighting for life and death, like a pair of irreconcilable enemies.
Jin Wushu dodged her menacing sword again. He was surprised that she could strike so quickly at such a time. His eyes blurred and he saw that Hua Rong's sword had already arrived beside him.
Wang Junhua's panicked voice sounded in my ears: "Master, be careful, be careful..."
Hua Rong struck twice in succession, knowing that he was no match for Jin Wushu. He kept dodging, but she feinted with the strike. Jin Wushu took another step back, and she suddenly turned around, moving as fast as a nimble leopard, following the sound , I saw that Wang Junhua had retreated to the corner behind Jin Wushu, squatting on the flank with a face full of panic. She spotted the gap and threw the knife. Although Wang Junhua was frightened, out of the instinct of survival, he suddenly jumped on the spot. Roll away, bumping into the table leg in such a helter-skelter manner, waving his hands blindly, as if he could avoid this sharp blade...
Seeing that the knife was about to be thrown at her chest, Jin Wushu swung his sword and knocked the knife cleanly. In this way, the blade of the knife had already cut into Wang Junhua's face, leaving a shallow scar dripping with blood and burning. There was a burst of pain. Then the back of the falling knife hit her instep with a thud, causing her to scream in pain, as if a cat had its tail cut off.
She ignored the pain in her feet and just covered her face tightly, crying loudly in fear: "My face, my face..." She used sex to serve in gold and Wushu, and she had more than 30 people, and she was most afraid of it. It's just the disfigurement of the face. Cherishing your own face is more precious than gold. Covering your face, blood seeped out from your fingers, crying like you are mourning your heir.
"My face... bitch, you ruined my appearance..." She was aggressive by nature, so she rushed forward with a limp, stretched out her pointed fingers and scratched Hua Rong's face.
Hua Rong stretched out his hand, opened her up, slapped her face hard, and was about to punch her in the heart when Jin Wushu rushed up and grabbed her, but he couldn't dodge. , Hua Rong’s slap had already hit his face hard.
Hua Rong used all his strength in this palm, and Jin Wushu felt like stars were popping up in front of his eyes, and his cheeks seemed to be slightly swollen.
Hua Rong threw his saber, hoping that he could not kill Jin Wushu, at least Wang Junhua, and at least cut off the left and right arms of Qin Hui's traitor. When he saw Jin Wushu knocking down the knife, he knew that he would fail and lose everything, so he let Jin Wushu do it. The long sword was pressed against his neck again, but he no longer struggled. He only slowly and step by step retreated to his position, sitting quietly, as if nothing had happened.
The son was still crying heartbrokenly: "Mom, mom..."
She laughed miserably: "Son, mom is useless, I can't protect you after all."
Jin Wushu shouted: "Back off."
Wu Qimai ignored the child's crying, picked up the child, turned around and left. The child struggled hard in his arms and cried: "I don't, I don't, I want mother, mother..."
The door slammed shut, shutting out all the crying children.
The room immediately became quiet.
Jin Wushu's angry breathing, Hua Rong's expressionless breathing. It was only a moment, but it seemed like a long time passed.
A guard ran in again and urged: "Master, it's time to get on your way."
"Take the young master away first, I will come later."
"yes."
Hua Rong stared at the slamming door, and the carriage that had been prepared rumbled away. Then, the child's cry was no longer heard at all.
Two maids came forward to wipe off the blood and treat the wounds for Wang Junhua. Just as they were asking Wang Junhua to go and rest, Wang Junhua ordered them to go down. She was not seriously injured, even if she was a little worried about being "disfigured", but the fourth prince's love and rescue - this This pleasant realization made her instantly feel like a hostess.
It was the aura of an out-and-out queen. Honor, nobility, and the moisture and dew of being favored.
Between Hua Rong and himself, the fourth prince chose to save himself!
If the first time, I was still a little lucky about this kind of joy, this time, I am wholeheartedly, definitely!
She took a step forward and hugged Jin Wushu's waist from behind. Her laughter was so pleasant, so relaxed, so charming, as if she was the smallest bird, the most favored wife by her husband, among thousands of women. He is the happiest one, but his eyes are looking at Hua Rong, with the provocation and showoff of a winner: "Master, your affection for the slave family cannot be repaid by the slave family even if they are broken into pieces. It is easy to get a thousand pieces of gold, but it is difficult to repay it. Please be my lover..." Her voice was slightly choked, "Fourth Prince, thank you! Thank you very much! You can rest assured and set off, my family will take care of everything..."
It's a pity that Hua Rong closed her eyes and didn't see such a proud smile and performance. She felt angry, but she quickly laughed again. This woman will always open her eyes, right
What an honor it is to be favored by your lover in front of your love rival
Jin Wushu ignored her lingering words of love. The hilt of the sword in his hand was still lying across Hua Rong's neck, trembling slightly.
After a while, he spoke angrily: "I love my son more than you do, so I can give him the best. What about you? You can only send him as a hostage to please Zhao Deji..."
She said angrily: "I didn't! I also sacrificed my life to protect him! Moreover, I am not doing it for Zhao Deji! I just can't let your conspiracy succeed, and I don't want the Song Dynasty to fall into the hands of you and other gold thieves... "
Wang Junhua snorted contemptuously: "You are a hen that doesn't lay eggs. You are trying to dominate the little master as a way to claim credit..."
"Shut up… "
Jin Wushu's sword tip exerted slight force, and Hua Rong couldn't help but take a step back. He sneered: "Hua Rong, I thought you were injured and in poor health at the beginning, and I hoped that my son could give you comfort, so I left the child with you. But. , I wasted all my thoughts. You are a woman with a completely iron heart. No matter what I do, you are indifferent and cold-blooded. I have let you go, protected you, and tolerated you again and again. Is it really what you said? So bad?”
Pretentious!
She stared at Jin Wushu curiously. Why does this barbarian like to show off so much? At this moment, he actually wants to maintain his image as a "righteous and awe-inspiring" passionate young man.
Is there such a true hero who plans to overthrow the Song Dynasty every day, and in order to ascend to the throne, he will do anything to support a scum like Wang Junhua
When despicability becomes an invincible weapon!
Why didn't he just admit it readily
She looked at him contemptuously: "Jin Wushu, others don't know what you think, do you think I don't know either? What you do is naturally not only for you, the wolf lord in a remote and remote place, but also for the unification of the world... The world of Jiangshan!”
"If Zhao Deji can sit on that dragon chair, so can I!"
"What a pity. You, the Wolf Lord, can't compete for the big position. Even if you capture the Song Dynasty, how will you get the throne of the Emperor? Since the Wolf Lord can cleanse some of your brothers, naturally he will not let go of you, an ambitious man. Aren’t you just trying to get everything done?”
"Hey, how can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"
"What a shameless Honghu! How many loyal ministers and good generals do you have? How many capable advisers do you have? What do you rely on? Just rely on Wang Junhua and Qin Hui, a pair of dog slaves?"
"Qin Hui is an important minister of your Song Dynasty, and the most trusted minister of Zhao Deji, whom you are loyal to! Hahaha..." He laughed loudly, extremely proud, "Hua Rong, do you think this prince doesn't know? You have tried to expose Qin Hui's identity again and again. .Not only you, but also Princess Tianwei who was once my concubine. She is Zhao Deji’s biological sister. Zhao Deji still refuses to listen to what she says. If you remonstrate a hundred times, in addition to proving your stupidity, you will also what is the usage?"
Wang Junhua hurriedly added: "How could Zhao Deji, that **** eunuch, believe you? You are all fools along the way."