There is also that shocking old wound. It was left behind when he threatened her in the golden camp of Liujiasi Temple and she attempted suicide.
I originally had a lot of resentment towards her in my heart, but at this moment, that resentment somehow slowly faded away.
Every time we meet, it's either hostility or life and death. Why can't we get along in a different way? Why? For example, the two of them can play the harp in harmony, talk about poetry and the harp; they can cook tea with bare hands and add fragrance to their red sleeves. Why not
He thought of the words she had insulted him, and felt very frustrated. How could he make this woman docile and pleasant, and never show her teeth again? This was a question he had been thinking about since the first day he met her. Even after so many years, he still couldn't solve it.
After sitting for a while, he suddenly reached out and picked her up, sat on the carpet together, took a water bag, and gave her a sip of water. The cold water dripped into her throat, and when stimulated, Hua Rong slowly opened her eyes, and then she heard The sound of cars and horses rustled in my ears.
She was panicking, where is this? Where will you be taken? Where is the son? What about Pengju
When she raised her head, she came into contact with those gentle eyes - and his image of a young master in elegant clothes. Jin Wushu liked this, he liked this. He was obviously a wolf with a big tail, but he always pretended to be incompetent. The harming lamb.
She almost jumped up. No one understood the cruelty and coldness behind his tender eyes better than herself. To kill herself, at that moment, he killed herself with his own hands.
If that's the case, why are you still pretending to look like this
She struggled desperately and punched him in the chest: "Evil thief, let me go... let go..."
She was injured and unconscious. At this time, she didn't have much strength. He reached out and grabbed her hand and sighed: "Don't waste your efforts anymore..."
"let me go!"
He shook his head and laughed: "My son is right in front, and we will catch up with him soon. For the sake of your son, can you bear to let him have no mother?"
brazen!
Hua Rong wanted to jump up and bite him, but she was hugged tightly by him and couldn't move at all.
His smile did not change, and he was very proud: "Hua Rong, to tell you the truth. I have no choice now. You all know my secrets, and I can never let you go back. Besides, my patience with you has been exhausted over the years. I'm done with it, and I don't want to waste time with you anymore. I have completely understood that I can only use force with women, and there is no need to be patient! So, you can only come with me and go back to Beijing."
"You're dreaming!"
He grabbed her struggling arms again: "Well, it would be much easier if you didn't struggle like a crazy bird..." He simply grabbed both of her hands and pressed them on his chest, Then, he stretched out a hand, gently stroked her messy hair and long eyelashes, and sighed softly: "Oh, woman, you must cherish yourself. I have never seen such a crazy woman like you. Why bother? Why torture yourself like this?”
Those big hands caressed his face like the most vicious caterpillar. Hua Rong almost spit out blood and hissed: "Jin Wushu, please kill me..."
"Kill you?! How could I kill you?" He smiled, "Think about it for yourself, what are the chances that I will kill you? From the golden camp of Liujiasi Temple to the meeting on the battlefield, to your mission to the Kingdom of Jin! Hua! Rong, if I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long ago, why do I have to wait until today? No, if I don’t kill you, I will never kill you..."
She snorted coldly and wanted to look at her neck, but she couldn't see it when she lowered her head. She just said: "Stop being so hypocritical."
"Fake? If I were really fake, I wouldn't be merciful to you again and again. Hua Rong, this prince has never been so merciful to any woman... But if you are still stubborn, what awaits you will be No longer the honor of a queen, but the humblest concubine, letting you truly know what will happen to you if you disobey this prince... "
She was not afraid of his intimidation at all, and sneered: "You and Qin Hui's conspiracy is really perfect? If I disappear, someone will naturally investigate..."
He scoffed and asked, how to pursue it
"Hua Rong, I have never hidden anything from you. This time, I will tell you the truth. I have already made arrangements with Miao Liu. They have probably found a mother and son similar to you and Wen Long. Sent to the army. They kidnapped you, and they will make an announcement soon. Who can doubt me? Hahaha..." He smiled extremely proudly, "Your disappearance actually has nothing to do with me. None, if you want to blame it, just blame Miao Liu..."
Hua Rong originally had some hope. As long as there was no hope from Miao Liu, Pengju would naturally doubt Qin Hui and his wife. However, Jin Wushu's move definitely had his detailed plans and arrangements. Now, what should we do
When Jin Wushu saw her eyes moving downward, he naturally understood her thoughts immediately and said immediately: "Hua Rong, when things develop again, I will fulfill your wish."
wish? What wishes do you have that you need him to satisfy
"Don't you hate me to the core? Since you have wanted to die many times, then I will satisfy you. However, I will not kill you with my own hands. I promised you, didn't I? But you must die, and I will fulfill your wish... "
She looked at him warily, as if thinking about his "way to perfection."
He smiled, his eyes were very ferocious, but his tone was gentle and sincere, as if he was talking to an old friend: "Hua Rong, you know how I have treated you these years. If you say you don't want to be a concubine, I will sincerely treat you." The position of the First Lady is reserved for you, but you are not shy about trampling on my thoughts in every possible way..." The carriage was very bumpy, and his voice was intermittent, "After your so-called 'Jingkang Disaster', countless princesses and counties The princess, the noble lady, fell into the Kingdom of Jin and became the concubine and maidservant of my golden man. Even nobles such as Princess Maode and Princess Tianwei, you have witnessed their experiences with your own eyes. Each one of them has the status of a concubine. And you Hua Rong! I have repeatedly promised you that I will give you the most noble position and the greatest respect that a woman can have, and let you be my wife. Maybe it is because I respect you too much that you don’t know what is good and what is good, and you take advantage of it. .Are you more noble than Princess Maode and others? The men in your Song Dynasty are greedy for life and fearful of death, and the women are shameless. What's so great about you, Hua Rong? I also want you to know what it’s like to be a concubine..."
She just sneered and said nothing.
"Hua Rong, are you scared?"
“…”
At this time, a ray of sunlight shone in from the slightly opened curtain, and it happened to shine on the belt of nine-turn pearls on Jin Wushu's body. The large pearls gave off a warm brilliance, making his white clothes whiter than snow, like a graceful and graceful man in troubled times. Young Master.
With such a talented person, who knew he could be so mean inside
Jin Wushu threatened her, thinking that she would definitely curse him again. However, she decided not to curse him, and there was no big anger on her face. She only stretched out her hand slightly to touch her neck, which seemed to hurt. She Can you feel pain too? This stone-hearted woman still knows pain? When he saw her looking at him intently, he still couldn't hold his breath: "What are you looking at?"
Hua Rong smiled slightly: "This jade belt of yours was also robbed from the Song Dynasty?"
He was stunned for a moment.
"Your clothes are also from the Song Dynasty. Tsk tsk tsk, Jin Wushu, look at you, your whole body, even your hair, are from the Song Dynasty..." She smiled so hard that her eyebrows arched and her eyelashes flashed, " Since you look down on Song and its people so much, why do you yearn for Song so much?"
He sneered: "Because I want to conquer you! Zhao Deji is like a frightened bird. He only occupies a small court in the southeast corner, but he still can't sit on the throne. Hua Rong, just wait. In less than three to five years, this prince will lead the elite army of Baishan and Heishui. Conquer Lin'an in the south of the Yangtze River, and invite Zhao Deji to Five Kingdoms City to stay with Duke Hun De."
"Very good!" She said very simply, "Without Zhao Deji, the next person might be much wiser than him. Just because he reused Qin Hui and gave you an average view, I knew he would not be a great person. With him here Don't expect the Song Dynasty to be truly rejuvenated."
Jin Wushu was stunned for a moment. He felt strange again. The emperor was a taboo. If people in the Song Dynasty were not extremely close to him, it would be disrespectful to call him by his first name. However, as "Zhao Deji" was a saint, when Hua Rong mentioned him, he also called him by his first name. He obviously doesn't have much respect in his heart.
He asked curiously: "Hua Rong, since you yourself look down on Zhao Deji, why do you risk your life for him?"
Hua Rong looked at him sadly, as if "rotten wood cannot be carved." Jin Wushu was dumbfounded by her gaze and reluctantly said, "What do you mean?"
She cleared her throat and said slowly: "I am not working for Zhao Deji, but I am afraid that once the power is delivered to ambitious people like you through Miao Liu and others, our Song Dynasty will be truly finished! Jin Wushu, yourself I also witnessed the massacre in Huaiyang with my own eyes. Overnight, the city of Yangzhou was invaded by a mere 5,000 Jin troops, robbed, burned and killed. All women were humiliated. It’s not just me, as long as I am a Song Dynasty person with a little bit of blood, , I will never sit back and watch your barbaric and shameless behavior. You are laughing at my stupidity, aren't you? But, let me tell you, among our people in the Song Dynasty, there is an army called the "Eight-Character Army", with "Eight-Character Army" written on its face. Serve the country with all your heart, swear to kill the golden thieves, and fight against the Jin army many times, repeatedly defeating your so-called elite, come and go! Who are they loyal to me, the Song Dynasty, not Zhao Deji, who you keep thinking. If the Song people If you don't resist, the next massacre in Huaiyang will probably come to Lin'an, to Xiangyang, and to the entire land of the Song Dynasty, until you, Da Jin, wipe out all the people of the Song Dynasty. But, let me tell you, the population of the Song Dynasty is It is dozens or hundreds of times your population in Dajin, and not all of them are what you call those who are greedy for life and afraid of death. As long as someone stands up and raises their arms, followers will gather. If you want to destroy the Song Dynasty, don't even think about it... "
Jin Wushu didn't interrupt her this time, and kept listening carefully. Once again, a strange feeling came over his heart, as if he was not facing a captured woman, but someone like Lu Deng or Li Ruoshui. of men.
He leaned against the carriage, listening to the whistling of the wind brought by the fast-running carriage outside. Then he opened the curtain and looked at the sun-drenched world outside. The snow in the South cannot be thick. As soon as the sun comes out, the ice and snow melt. The unique evergreen plants are still so lush, which is completely different from the world of Beishan Heishui.