She was stunned for a long while before shaking her head.
Jin Wushu raised his voice: "What? You don't even want to see your son? He misses you every day and asked me to take him to Elong Town to find you..."
She turned around and left. It would be better not to see her than to see her again. What would happen if she saw her son? Tell him his life experience? Reveal his fate? Tell him that Jin Wushu is actually his father-killing enemy? Then what? How to settle him? Tell him to return to the Song Dynasty like Su Wu and accept the praise of shameless people such as Zhao Deji and Qin Hui? Rather than this, it is better to stay here. At least, Jin Wushu still loves him sincerely. It is not that she has not thought about this problem along the way, but now she is unable to protect herself and cannot protect her son at all. In this case, why expose his identity ? Bring disaster to him
Seeing that her back was about to disappear from sight, Jin Wushu couldn't help but chase after her and shouted: "Hua Rong, are you so cruel? My son came to Yanjing specifically to see you. He thought you had been in Elong Town. , he still keeps a little tiger skin clothes you made for him... "
Hua Rong whipped his horse quickly, completely throwing his desperate words into the wind. Soon, the figure disappeared into the shallow mountains on the left side of the grassland, slowly blending into the endless green, and was no longer visible at all. .
Jin Wushu was very melancholy, but he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. As long as this woman came, his poison would always be cured. After all, she had never really killed him, right? He looked at his crippled right hand. She didn't kill him in that situation, but now? Not now!
This woman will never kill herself!
He was so excited by this thought that he was so light-headed that he headed towards his tent with a dozen horses. In the distance, a huge flag was erected in that tent with the word "four" written on it. It was the concentration camp for the family members of the fourth prince.
A fire was lit, and Xiao Lu Wenlong put a bunch of wild ducks on the fire. This was his harvest today. With Wu Qimai's help, the wild ducks were smeared with various cumin, salt and wild onion flowers, and they sizzled. The oil rolled out with a strong fragrance. But it was a different scene in the tent. Several concubines were dressed up and waiting for the return of the fourth prince. The child died of illness, and they needed the favor of the fourth prince to become pregnant again to ensure that Prosperity and wealth in the rest of life.
Little Lu Wenlong turned over the roast duck branch, looked up, and saw a white horse coming. He was so happy that he almost jumped up and went to meet it: "Daddy, daddy is back..."
The concubines moved upon hearing the wind, and the rows of colorful flowers almost blinded the fourth prince's eyes.
Jin Wushu hugged his son and shook his hand vigorously: "Son, what have you gained recently?"
Lu Wenlong was so happy that he didn't say anything yet. Wu Qimai smiled and answered for him: "The little prince is really amazing. He hunted a tiger half a month ago. The skin is very good."
Jin Wushu was overjoyed: "Son, is it true? You can hunt tigers?"
Lu Wenlong nodded vigorously: "Dad, I peeled off the tiger skin and waited for mom to make clothes for me." His eyes were filled with unspeakable anticipation, "Dad, when we get here, will we really see mom?"
Jin Wushu nodded: "Son, yes. You can see your mother soon."
"Really?"
"real."
Jin Wushu was about to talk to his son again when he saw the concubines in front of him knelt down and shed tears one by one: "Fourth Prince..."
Jin Wushu asked curiously: "What's wrong with you?"
The concubines burst into tears, and Wu Qimai answered on their behalf in a deep voice: "Tell the fourth prince that something happened at home last month..." He then told about the small-scale epidemic in Shangjing. I was always suspicious of Yelu Guanyin's stimulation. Although I didn't have much affection or concern for the children born to concubines, they were still flesh and blood after all. I almost lost all my children overnight and it was very uncomfortable. I sat in the tent and was speechless for a long time. No one can stop the plague, but why is it happening this year? Could it be God's punishment for me
He thought of Yue Pengju's death, and the tragic scene of blood and flesh that night. He planned in every possible way and killed countless people, from brothers Puluhu, Gu Shen, Zong Han, Zong Jun to Yue Pengju. This thought made him feel even more uncomfortable. He shuddered and remembered the poison on his body. He quickly ordered everyone to retreat and sat cross-legged on the ground, like an old monk in meditation. He had killed countless people in his lifetime, and thousands of children of Song and Jin Dynasties died in the war. Now, It was my turn to suffer retribution. I had not expected that I would die due to a plague. Destiny is really unpredictable. Who can defeat God
The concubines were all dressed up to invite favors. They had already been looking forward to the opportunity to sleep with the fourth prince when he returned. They were waiting in the tent one by one, but they saw the fourth prince with his hands clasped and his eyebrows closed. How could they dare to approach him? I had to go out to play and swim again.
Dusk falls.
There was already a chill in the tent. Jin Wushu had been traveling for days and was exhausted. Coupled with the shock of the untimely death of his children, he couldn't hold on after meditating for a while and fell to the ground to sleep.
Drowsily, there was a warmth under his body. He opened his eyes and saw his son helping his body to move onto a large tiger skin. Seeing him open his eyes, Lu Wenlong said happily: "Dad, you're awake. ?”
Jin Wushu looked at the tiger skin under him. It was the first tiger skin that his son had hunted with his own hands. At this time, he felt closer to his son and held his hand tightly: "Son, this is Didn’t you leave the tiger skin to your mother?”
"It's cold, so it's the same as giving it to Dad first. Mom won't mind."
His heart suddenly moved: "Son, during that year when you lived with your mother, did your mother ever mention me to you?"
Jin Wushu had always avoided mentioning Hua Rong before, but today he actually asked about it. Lu Wenlong replied: "Yes. Mom said that you treat me well and really love me."
He felt sour in his heart, looking at his son's immature face. Although he was half a boy, he completely maintained the simplicity of a Jurchen child. His big eyes were very clear, without a trace of cunning. Lu Wenlong also held two roasted eggs in his hand. The wild duck asked innocently: "Dad, are you hungry? Eat something."
Jin Wushu nodded: "Son, how many drinks will you have with me tonight?"
The father and son drank heavily and ate meat. Lu Wenlong was very excited: "Dad, when are we going to find mom?"
Jin Wushu was chewing on a wild duck leg. Hearing this, he put down the meat, took another sip of wine, and then lowered his voice: "Son, you will see your mother soon."
"Where is mom?"
"She has also arrived in Yanjing. But she still has to do some things."
Lu Wenlong couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "Then I have to hunt another tiger immediately."
"No, son, give this tiger skin to your mother." Jin Wushu's voice became even lower, "Son, don't reveal this news to anyone. Otherwise, mother will be in danger."
He asked nervously: "What danger is mom in?" He nodded again and again, "I won't tell others."
His son had gone out to rest. Jin Wushu put his hands under his head and looked at the stars in the sky outside the tent. After drinking a pot of wine, his blood began to boil again, like countless horses galloping in his body, but it was not as painful as the fear in the past. , but a moment of relaxation, a feeling of confidence - knowing that the woman would not just watch him die, even if it was just to use him, he also got rid of his worries.
After two days of horse riding, Hua Rong lost his direction alone in the vast mountains and grasslands and could not get out. In front of him was a dense primitive jungle. Hua Rong reined in his horse and could not walk any further. He carefully looked at the stars in the sky. , identify the direction.
After looking at it for a long time, I couldn’t decide. I just wanted to find a place and wait for the sun to come out tomorrow before making a decision. It was the first time I was trapped in such a primitive jungle. There were brightly colored flowers and strange fungi everywhere, and I didn’t know which ones were poisonous or not. , she was cautious, not daring to get close to a star. She saw an ordinary big tree in front of her, and wanted to spend the night there.
She was about to go up when she suddenly heard a big yellow horse braying lowly. Fortunately, the horse had wood chips in its mouth, so the cry was not loud. She was startled, subconsciously dodged and jumped up the tree, only to see a huge stone jungle in front of her. Bright torches flashed out, and some people dressed in strange shapes ran and chased each other, with only leaves covering their waists. It was completely impossible to distinguish between men and women. Everyone wore a tall hat made of feathers and held a sharp stone knife in his hand. , spear…
These people ran around the torch, and then stopped. In front of the fire, there were already more than a dozen people with braids on their heads. They were escorted by this group of people wearing feathers, and then they took turns placing them on a raised stone. , a disheveled man who looked like a high priest wearing a silver chain and made of various sequins came forward, took a sharp stone knife, pointed it at the man's heart, cut it, and dug out the hot Heart, throw it to the crowd below...
Hua Rong could only hear the deafening cheers. Even though she had been on the battlefield for many years and had experienced the bloody battle at Xiaoshangqiao and the night when Yue Pengju was hunted down, she was also shocked by this heart-breaking scene. Her eyes turned black, and those ten Several prisoners had been manipulated in the same way... Her legs and feet were weak and she couldn't stand. She fell from the tree and fell down, but she didn't have time to feel the pain. Subconsciously, she just wanted to escape from this terrifying place and far away... It turned out that, She had wandered into the savage area by mistake. There were savages living in the original jungles of the Liao Kingdom and the Jurchen Kingdom, but she never thought that she would see these savages one day.
She turned over and climbed up and got on the horse. With a loud laugh, a black bat-like figure fell from the sky. Hua Rong felt a strong force, her chest tightened, a burst of blood and energy surged, and she couldn't stand still.
She kept backing up, but the dark shadow was like a hunter staring at the completely trapped prey, with a pair of green eyes that glowed like phosphorus. Her consciousness was a little confused, and she felt something was wrong, so she immediately looked away and shouted: " Who is pretending to be a ghost?"
An arrow shot out, and the mud cow fell into the sea. She was so shocked that she couldn't help herself. She was tightly grasped by a hand. She couldn't describe the feeling. It was an extremely skinny hand, like a vulture, with only bones and no flesh, sharp claws .
She was shocked: "Who are you? I have no enmity with you..."
"Who told you to block my way? You threw yourself into a trap and died, so you can't blame others."
When Hua Rong heard this, it was clear that the other party knew his identity and struggled: "Who are you?"
"Only by killing you can I realize my dream."
The old man raised his palm and patted her Tianling Cap.