Hua Rong was not surprised when he heard that he had finally torn away the mask of hypocrisy. He had been mentally prepared on the way here. He only said word by word: "Your Majesty, even if you don't miss Yue Pengju." The merits of protecting King Qin many times should also be considered when he escaped on the sea. When Miao and Liu rebelled, Hua Rong sacrificed his life to protect him. Why must Hua Rong's life be sacrificed? "
"Rong'er, of course I have never forgotten your rescue efforts and will not kill you. I have been thinking about you all these years. As long as you can give birth to a son for me, I can even make you a queen. Now from now on The position is vacant, you know, whoever can give birth to a son, the second position will be hers..." As he said, he walked over, stretched out his hand to hold Hua Rong's hand again, and said in a coquettish way, "I am very fond of you. Have faith, as long as you are willing to sleep with me..."
Hua Rong didn't take out her hand this time, she just glanced at him and turned her eyes to the radiant jewelry box.
Zhao Deji followed her gaze to the jewelry box and then back to look at her exquisite clothes. She wore a red skirt and a green dress. He had never seen such a gorgeous and complicated dress. Sure enough, women are still subject to Without the suffering of poverty, who doesn’t yearn for good food and clothing? If she follows herself, what she can get will definitely be much better than this.
It was more emotional than Wang Jixian's sexual intercourse. He couldn't bear it any longer and really found that this time, he didn't need to take any more "aphrodisiacs".
Hua Rong was one step ahead of him, avoiding his head and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, is this where you favor Wang Junhua?"
Zhao Deji was stunned and couldn't help but replied: "Yes."
"Wang Junhua is a bitch. She once had an affair with Jin Wushu. She is so filthy. I don't want to be here..."
Zhao Deji breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "In that case, I can also change the place..."
"Your Majesty, Hua Rong has a request."
"explain."
"Please save my son..."
Zhao Deji smiled, as if looking at a prey in his hand. Sure enough! After having children, any woman can no longer pretend to be chaste or strong. They may not care about their own lives, but they have to care about the lives of their children.
A vicious look flashed in his eyes: "Rong'er, as long as you obey me, I will protect your son."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. But Rong'er has one more request..."
Zhao Deji frowned: "Why do you have so many things?"
Hua Rong's eyes turned red: "To be honest, Rong'er has followed Pengju these years. Although they are loving husband and wife, Pengju is frugal by nature. Even if Rong'er wears luxurious clothes, he will scold him. Poor and humble couples are in trouble. Sorry, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Rong'er originally expected that after being promoted to a high-ranking official and generous salary, his husband would be rich and his wife would be noble. Who would have thought... Sigh... Rong'er met Wang Junhua, as the wife of the prime minister, how could he live so well? Those are the glorious days, wear what you wear, wear what you wear..." As she said this, she took out a piece of Lopa to wipe her tears.
Luopa is quiet, pear blossoms are covered with rain. Such a beautiful woman, Yue Pengju is a martial artist, how can he enjoy it with such virtue? Isn’t it natural for all the beauties in the world to return to the emperor’s family
Hua Rong's voice was full of sobs, like a burst of long-suppressed words: "When I was young, I was energetic, hard-working and always believed that everything would get better and that prosperity and wealth would always come. As I grew older and my son came, Even if I live frugally, how can I accept that my son is inferior to others? Sigh... Pengju and I are becoming more and more like bedfellows... "
The more Zhao Deji listened, the more elated he became. Woman, this is jealousy. Comparison leads to psychological imbalance! He smiled and said: "Rong'er, you don't have to envy Wang Junhua, I will soon make you more beautiful than her."
"Thank you to the official family..." She bit her lip gently, "The official family also knows that Rong'er and Wang Junhua have some issues. I hope the official family can..."
Zhao Deji smiled very proudly: "I won't hide it from you. After the peace negotiation, I will depose Qin Hui as prime minister and exile him to other places..."
Hua Rong was so happy that she almost jumped up, grabbed his hand, and said happily: "Really? Hahaha, Wang Junhua, this bitch, can no longer be arrogant..."
Zhao Deji was fascinated by his beauty. When he saw her smiling, she bloomed like a flower, and when she talked, she was as fragrant as orchids. When she shook hands and danced like this, she was like a girl. The shyness of the girl and the maturity of the young woman were perfectly blended together. He was intoxicated. Shenmi: "Rong'er..."
Hua Rong stretched out her hand to cover his lower lip and said quietly: "Thanks to the official family's favor in the early years, however, Rong'er was young and ignorant at that time and did not know how to cherish blessings, so he missed a good match. Now, Rong'er is a married woman. How can a body like a fallen flower and a willow be worthy of the emperor's pity..."
Zhao Deji was impatient: "Rong'er already knows how to reflect and regret, and I am very pleased. Fortunately, it's not too late..."
"However, being so sneaky and unruly... Rong'er always feels uneasy... "
"Rong'er, you don't have to worry about this. As long as you let me get what I want, I will deal with Yue Pengju reasonably. Then I will try to make you enter the palace with good name, and we will stay together forever from now on..."
"Can this be done?"
"As the emperor, I own the world, what can't I do? Rong'er, don't worry..."
Hua Rong laughed so hard that the branches trembled: "Guan family, please don't be in a hurry..."
Zhao Deji felt that the slight fragrance on her body was arousing more and more passion in his heart. Moreover, he was completely sure that his body had induced a real male virility that he had not experienced in many years. This was the same as the reaction of Wang Jixian's aphrodisiac. It was completely different. His strong desire for a woman he had never conquered in his life, and his urgent desire to have a son, became the most powerful aphrodisiac. His face turned red, his breathing became rapid, and he wanted to achieve good things by hugging Hua Rong.
"Rong'er..."
"Don't worry, officials. Rong'er knows that there is a temple where you can pray for a son. Rong'er wants to go to pray for the officials tomorrow... and also for himself... "
"Okay, okay, Rong'er, if you go to bed today and pray for blessings tomorrow, you will definitely give birth to a son. As long as you give birth to a son, you will want the moon in the sky, and I will give it to you... But now, we..."
"The official family..."
Zhao Deji had fallen into a complete deep sleep at this time. Hua Rong made a buzzing sound while habitually touching the dagger in his arms - only then did he remember that Eunuch Kang had taken it away when he entered the palace. Seeing the emperor, Naturally, she couldn't bring any weapons with her, so she only had Luopa.
A small bow, a dagger, and a ropa are her three sharp weapons for self-defense. The ropa was a new item she bought when she returned to Lin'an, or Yue Pengju got it for her from somewhere. During their time in Lin'an, the couple was in danger all day long. Especially Yue Pengju, because he was worried about his wife, he tried every means. Now, this Ropa finally came in use. The rosemary it produced was enough for Zhao Deji to sleep happily for 6 hours.
She stood up, listened to the breathing of the wretched head in front of her, looked around, and couldn't find any sharp weapons.
My heart was so anxious that I almost jumped out of my chest: a wild voice was screaming - kill him, kill this shameless troublemaker! This is Bi Qin Hui and Bi Wang Junhua, a pair of bad men and women. The death of Wanwan, the death of Li Qiaoniang, and even not long after, the death of his own husband and wife -
All the causes of disaster come from him!
If we don’t kill him now, then when will we wait
She looked around again. The door was closed. There were only some exquisite large vases and some elegant calligraphy and paintings in the room. Her eyes fell on a large Jun kiln vase. Such fragments were enough to kill Zhao Deji.
But, after killing him, how can I get away? What should I do with my own son? And Yue Pengju!
She stood up and sat down again. She sat down and stood up again.
He looked inside and saw that Zhao Deji was "sleeping" soundly. He was still worried, so he walked in and quietly checked a few more times, but when he saw that Zhao Deji was breathing evenly and sleeping very soundly, he felt relieved and did not dare to disturb him. Saint drives spring dream.
He handed over the dagger to Hua Rong with a very ambiguous smile and lowered his voice: "Hey, Mrs. Yue, please walk slowly..."
Hua Rong said shyly: "Sir Kang, please send me back first... The day after tomorrow, I will follow Mr. Kang into the palace..." She took out a large ingot of gold and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kang..."
Before she became the emperor's concubine, in order to maintain the virtue of being "not a womanizer" in the official family, Eunuch Kang did not doubt that he was there, took the gold, hid it in his arms, and immediately sent her out.
As he walked, he felt that something was wrong with the boss. He took a closer look and found that the fragrance of the beauty next to him was fragrant, but it was not the smell he was familiar with in the past. He peeked at Hua Rong, but saw that the "ecstasy" color had long since disappeared from her face. , his hand accidentally touched hers - and found that the back of her hand was cold.
Hua Rong just walked with his head down and didn't notice anything strange about Eunuch Kang.