She was so happy that she couldn't help but laugh. A ray of sunset shone through the cracks in the trees and filled her face. In the early years, her face was as clean and flawless as white jade, but now it has turned into a kind of sapphire. She has experienced too much. After suffering, the round face in the past has become a kind of pointed thinness, which looks even more miserable. Time can make people haggard, but that kind of weathered sadness is something Zhao Deji has never seen from any other woman. Just like A person spends half his life facing a delicious meal, extremely hungry, but he can only watch it from a distance and cannot eat to the full. Zhao Deji's heart surged and he was impatient, so he took a step forward.
A bow and arrow were drawn and aimed at his face. Zhang Quwei waited for a while and said in silence: "Hurry and protect the emperor..."
Several guards rushed up and surrounded Hua Rong.
Hua Rong looked at the bright swords all around and sneered: "Are you here to catch me today?"
Zhao Deji waved his hand and everyone retreated. Zhao Deji said with a smile on his face: "Rong'er, I have already issued an amnesty order, why would I arrest you? I just came to see you. I have been thinking about you since there was no news from you... "
Hua Rong said calmly: "You are really kind and righteous."
Zhao Deji's face turned red and he said hastily: "Rong'er, actually I don't want you to die, I don't want to kill you at all... I have many things to say to you..."
"what do you want to say?"
"Rong'er, don't you know that I have my whole heart for you?"
Hua Rong almost vomited, but remained calm: "You tell them to go down first..."
"This..." Zhao Deji hesitated for a while.
Hua Rong had a sneer on her face: "Why, now I'm just a lonely widow, are you still afraid of me?" She saw Zhang Quwei waiting to stare at the small bow on her waist, so she took it off and put it aside.
Zhao Deji waved his hand: "You all go outside and wait for me."
Zhang Quwei was still worried: "Guan family, I will stay with you."
"Get out of here."
Everyone did not dare to say anything anymore and filed out. The garden of Nuo Da immediately became empty. Only two people were left facing each other. Zhao Deji took another step forward. There was only two feet between them. So close, Zhao Deji was so close. In front of him, he could reach out and touch it. Hua Rong was ecstatic, his enthusiasm overriding his reason. The original thoughts of "hide your strength and bide your time", and that it's never too late to take revenge in ten years, etc., were completely thrown out of the horizon -
If I lose this opportunity, how can I get such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity again? Kill Zhao Deji! Zhao Deji must be killed! This may be my only chance in this life.
She was fervent in her heart, but her face always maintained a faint calmness. Only her palms were closed, and sweat broke out in bursts.
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Her legs were slightly weak and she couldn't stand up - with just one knife thrust into his throat, Pengju's great revenge would be avenged. At this moment, she forgot about the consequences and all her scruples. Her son was taken care of by King Qin. Li Yi'an, Fourth Sister Gao and others have already settled down, and he has nothing to worry about. With this body, alone, what else can he not let go of
When Zhao Deji saw that the woman opposite had lowered her bow, her expression was very calm, showing no emotion or sorrow at all. He had known Hua Rong for more than ten years and was familiar with her skills. If she were to fight alone, she might not be his opponent, so he was confident.
"Rong'er, I'm very happy to see you again. I accept all your requests."
Hua Rong asked lightly: "What about Qin Hui?"
Zhao Deji hesitated: "Rong'er, I will tell you this. To be honest, I hate Qin Hui very much. I originally planned to remove him as soon as the peace negotiation was over. But he acted first and colluded. The fourth prince of the Jin Dynasty made a clause in the peace treaty between the Song and Jin Dynasties to ensure that he would be the prime minister for life. This guy is ambitious, and the peace talks between Song and Jin Dynasty were not long ago. If we attack him at this time, I am afraid that he will collude with the Jin people and come back. This is This kind of powerful minister is also a problem for me. When the situation subsides in the future and Jiangnan recuperates and develops, I will punish him severely and vent this bad breath for you..." He paused, "Even Pengju, Qin Hui and the four There is nothing I can do about the prince’s collusion..."
Zhao Deji was so shameless that he blamed Qin Hui for Yue Pengju's murder. Hua Rong observed his words and knew that it was completely impossible for him to punish Qin Hui, because he himself was controlled by Qin Hui, and the relationship between monarch and minister was no longer simple. Now there is only one way before him: that is to endure hardships, submit to Zhao Deji, serve him in the palace, obediently be his plaything, and be his childbirth tool, in order to have an opportunity. However, such revenge, in the end How many years will it take? Moreover, women are different from men. They become other people’s playthings and bear children for them, so how can they take revenge? Moreover, it would be absolutely unbearable and disgusting to have to face this humble man every day, even to serve him with your own body.
This road is blocked and it will tarnish Yue Pengju's name in vain.
The sweat on her palms was getting more and more - and then, there was only one way left. It was now.
Seeing her blank expression, Zhao Deji looked at her from head to toe. He saw that her body was thinner than usual, and jade-like blue blood vessels appeared on the back of her hands. The more he looked at her, the more he fell in love with her. His whole body was boiling with desire. He slowed down his voice and expressed his sincerity. , "I have been dreaming about you for more than a year and was afraid that you would die. Rong'er, please forgive me this time. I will definitely treat you well in the future..."
Hua Rong was provoked to laugh by this infinitely ridiculous request, and interrupted him, "Are you afraid that I will kill you?"
Zhao Deji was very unhappy: "Rong'er, I once saved your life! I am your savior!"
A lifesaver! It was that time when she saved her life. In order to repay his kindness, she fell into his hands for half her life and worked for him. In the end, her family was ruined. Her voice was sharp: "I saved your life three times! I have already paid you back with interest." "
"Rong'er, now Yue Pengju is dead. Where can you go alone? You know that I treat you with all my heart. As long as you can give birth to a son and a half, the position of queen will be yours... No, as long as you agree to follow me. Palace, I will make you queen immediately..."
Hua Rong laughed and said with contempt in his eyes: "Zhao Deji, you really want to kill my husband, and you dare to be so shameless."
"If you want me to die, I have to die! So what if I kill him?"
Hua Rong was speechless and sighed: "Yeah, what can I do? Now I can't protect myself, so I can lift him up, hey, I can lift him up..."
When Zhao Deji saw her lowering her head and sighing, her expression was painful, and a row of tears rolled down her long eyelashes, which made me feel pity for her even more. As she said herself, Yue Pengju died early, so why should she be a single widow? What could be better than following him to the palace to enjoy the glory and wealth
"Rong'er, I will never fail you in the future..." Zhao Deji stretched out his hand to shake her hand, "Rong'er..."
Hua Rong lowered his head, completely immersed in misery and confusion, "Pengju is gone, my son is gone. For more than a year, I have been desperate and don't know where to go. I have no home, no relatives... I'm so tired..."
Zhao Deji was shocked by such miserable self-talk. It was a novel feeling, a feeling of a weak person crawling at his feet. It was by no means a disguise, but an infinite amplification of the weakness of the soul. This strong woman was finally Killed and conquered the exile.
Is there anything that can make a man feel stronger than taming a wild woman and letting her crawl in his arms like a tame horse? A strong man, he has truly become a strong man. He was filled with excitement, as if he had taken the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. He couldn't help but hold Hua Rong's hand tightly: "Rong'er, you will have a family soon. , there will be one soon, the palace is your home. You will also have a son, who will give birth to children for me... "
Hua Rong didn't resist at all. He could even feel his thin shoulders shaking slightly because of fear. Her fear, his excitement, and his desire came up, and he couldn't care anymore. He would immediately be in this peach forest, in this peach forest. On the stone bench, he met the woman he had coveted for a long time...
His hand touched her neck, and she still slumped weakly in his arms, like a helpless lamb, with tears in her eyes, infinitely pitiful. Zhao Deji was so excited by this pitiful look that he killed Yue Pengju and took possession of his wife. Letting the wife of the man he hates the most live under him and give birth to children for him - is there anything more wonderful than this in the world
Just when he was immersed in confusion and was about to start to move with confidence, the soft and delicate hands wrapped around his neck suddenly used force and strangled his throat.
"Rong'er... ugh..." His eyes were so frightened that they seemed to bulge out. The feeling in the nightmare was so real, that disheveled female ghost, "Zhao Deji, give me back my life..."
He struggled desperately out of instinct. Hua Rong held his breath and almost jumped with excitement. He had been waiting for this day for too long. For this reason, he did not hesitate to risk returning to Yiyuan, knowing that he would come. Because he is the emperor and is The Nine-Five Lord, greedy enough to have everything in the world in the palm of his hand, killed Peng Ju, and even openly insulted his wife - the most shameless person in the hearts of emperors throughout the ages.
The day finally came, but unfortunately in order to send Zhang Quwei away, she had to put the small bow aside, losing her sharpest weapon.
She used all her strength to hug Zhao Deji's neck tightly. Zhao Deji was tall, so it was very difficult to hold him in such a tight position. His legs kicked up wildly. As soon as she let go of her hand, she slapped him hard on the face. Zhao Deji was He was beaten until his eyes were filled with stars, and his body tilted. Hua Rong strangled his throat again, and his heart was so anxious that it almost burst into flames...
Originally, according to Zhao Deji's strength, she was not strong enough to control him like this. However, firstly, Zhao Deji was obsessed with sex, and secondly, Zhao Deji had already been emptied by women in recent years. In addition, he took excessive amounts of aphrodisiacs, and he was already in his forties. When I arrived, I was already like a sixty-year-old man with no energy.
There was a sharp dagger hidden in Hua Rong's boots, but once she let go, she couldn't strangle Zhao Deji's neck; she could only strangle him, but she couldn't kill him. She was anxious and sad. After all, she was a woman, so she was inferior. If Peng Ju were alive and alive to King Qin, this chokehold would be enough to make Zhao Deji die immediately. Why couldn't he do it himself
After all, it was the instinct to escape. After all, Zhao Deji was tall and bulky, and his limbs were kicking and kicking. Hua Rong gradually couldn't resist it. She strangled his throat with all her strength and hit him on the head with one hand.
"Help... life... help..."
"My husband and I risked our lives to save you several times, but you massacred my entire family for no reason. Zhao Deji, even if I turned into a ghost, I would never let you go..." She slapped Zhao Deji hard again, and half of Zhao Deji's cheek suddenly swelled up. Hua Rong Seeing that he was struggling weakly, he gritted his teeth and exerted force, then closed his hands and strangled his neck firmly.
At this time, the sky had darkened, and Zhao Deji was flustered and trembling all over: "Ghost... Rong'er... Ghost... Spare me, spare me..."
His neck was shaking like a crazy dog. Hua Rong couldn't hold it back. In her busy schedule, she immediately bent over to pull out the dagger in her boots. Zhao Deji's neck relaxed and he waved his hands to break free of her hold. With his hand on his throat, Hua Rong had already pulled out the dagger and stabbed him in the vest. As soon as Zhao Deji struggled, the dagger penetrated half an inch. Hua Rong couldn't stop himself. He had already ran away a few feet away, shouting in a hissing voice. : "Escort... Escort..."