Yelv Guanyin sneered: "True love? My father and brother died tragically, my son died tragically, and even..." Even the tragic death of her lover, the Khitan soldier, and the embarrassment and poverty she suffered, all these made her want to swallow the blood of Jin Wushu alive, so how could there be anything else? truth? Her face was full of urgency: "Your Highness, can you give me medicine?"
"I need to prepare this medicine separately. Come back to get it in three days."
"yes."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yelu Guanyin could only hear the sound of the wind blowing on the door. She saw that Yelu Dayong had disappeared. She stood there and looked at herself quietly. She was wearing a narrow and old tights. This was the lowest level. Women were waiting for clothes to wear. And her hands, which used to be beautiful, had been roughened by the laundry life. She clenched her fists, and she must not let such a terrible and despicable life continue.
The camp of the Fourth Prince's Mansion was moved to the other side of the lake. There were hordes of wild animals here. Hunting was Jin Wushu's favorite. He took his son to hunt here and ate all kinds of game every day, enjoying it endlessly.
Lu Wenlong took a bow and arrow and chased a wild sheep. The wild sheep was slightly injured and ran away quickly. He started to chase, but Jin Wushu saw that he was happy and did not stop him, allowing him to chase the sheep.
After running for more than ten miles, he still couldn't catch up. At this time, he had reached the end of the lake, which was full of dense woods. Lu Wenlong knew that once the sheep got in, it would be even more difficult to find it, so he raced faster and shot another arrow. Wrong, the sheep has entered a dense red forest.
He was very disappointed. He looked at the mangrove forest and turned his horse's head to go back. His eyes were so gentle. He stared at the woman in front of him who suddenly walked out of the forest. The woman was dressed in an ordinary Liao dress. Her expression was gentle and clean, and her whole body seemed to be exuding the fragrance of wild flowers, like a fairy who suddenly walked out of the jungle.
This gentle look was so familiar, and then there was a smile, a gentle and loving smile. He stood there blankly, feeling that this was the most beautiful woman in the world. With the admiration of a child , that is the gentle voice that only appears in dreams: "My child, is it Wenlong's child?"
Lu Wenlong got off his horse and jumped down: "Mom, it's mom... Mom, is it you?"
Hua Rong hugged him tightly, only to realize that this boy was almost as tall as herself. Lu Wenlong had grown into a half-grown boy. He had delicate features, braided hair, and was a Jurchen child through and through. Her voice was choked and her eyes were moist. : "Son, how have you been doing these years?"
The child raised her head, held her hand tightly, and beamed with joy: "Mom, I'm fine..."
"Mom, I'm really sorry for you. I haven't come to see you..."
"Didn't you find me now? Mom, I look forward to your coming every day." He was very happy, which was the sincerity of a child. He always thought that Hua Rong was his biological mother, and he had such admiration for her. Friendship is like a newborn child holding its mother's hand for the first time with infinite anticipation, "Mom, come back with me. Dad told me that you are coming. I still can't believe it."
She hugged the child's shoulders and looked away, not daring to face his expectant face.
"Mom, let's go back. Dad must be very happy. Dad said he will never lock you up again..."
Her voice was choked, and she said after a while: "Son, listen to me. I just came to see you. Mom has something else to do and has to leave..."
Lu Wenlong was surprised and disappointed: "Mom, didn't you come to me specifically?"
Hua Rong was speechless and slowly took off a baggage on her body: "My child, this is a piece of clothing that mother made for you."
Lu Wenlong opened it and saw a piece of tiger skin clothing inside. There were small holes in the tiger skin, which was not very good, but Hua Rong used yellow silk thread of the same color to sew it up, so it was not visible at all. This was something she had learned from Yan I found it at a thrift store in Beijing and spent two whole nights making it.
Lu Wenlong took the clothes and did not let go of her hand: "Mom, I shot a tiger a few days ago and I dried the tiger skin. You will definitely like it when you see it."
The first gift a young boy gets is often given to his mother. Hua Rong looked at his son carefully and found the sincerity and kindness between his brows, which was infinitely comforting. At least, Jin Wushu treated him kindly.
"Keep the tiger skin for mom. When mom finishes her work, she will come to you."
Only then did Lu Wenlong slowly realize that his mother was definitely not here to "go home". This was not her home, and mother and son could not stay together forever.
"Mom, where do you live? Can I come see you?"
Hua Rong was afraid that he was in danger. After all, he was only a teenager, so he didn't dare to let him take risks. He smiled slightly and said, "Son, I will definitely come see you again when mom gets settled."
"Mom, I want to live with you, okay?"
Hua Rong was startled and subconsciously wanted to say "Okay". She closed her eyes slightly and thought of Xiao Hutou. If he had one more brother, he didn't know how happy he would be. Suddenly, he had a plan in his heart: he was unable to take care of Lu Wenlong. , However, there is a world as vast as Luoxia Island, how can there be no place for him? It is not a good thing to have a thief as your father all your life. If one day his life experience is exposed, I can't imagine how he can survive in the Jurchen who is like a wolf and a tiger.
She asked softly: "You don't want to be with Dad?"
"I think. My father loves me, but he is often not at home. I hope I have a mother. Everyone else has a mother, but I don't. I hope my mother and my father are together."
Hua Rong smiled bitterly, unable to explain to him the grievances between adults, and couldn't explain it at all. He shook his hand again, looked at the bow and arrow hanging on his shoulder, and praised: "Son, you are really good. I'll wait for you. When you are older, your mother will tell you a story, and then you can decide for yourself whether you want to go back with your mother... "
Lu Wenlong hurriedly asked: "Mom, what's the story?"
"I'll tell you then. You're too young to understand now."
In the distance, the guards of the Fourth Prince's Mansion were chasing after Lu Wenlong. Hua Rong said hurriedly: "Son, I have to leave. Don't tell others that my mother has been here."
"Okay, I won't tell anyone else." He hesitated, "Can I tell dad?"
"what ever."
Lu Wenlong was very happy. Hua Rong realized that there was no secret between him and his father. He remembered that Jin Wushu had been plotting for half his life and had no sincerity towards anyone. Unexpectedly, this adopted son was caring and filial to him. Hua Rong was deeply moved. Looking at him, his brows and eyes were full of smiles: "Son, don't worry, I will definitely come see you again."
"Okay, Mom, I'll give you a ride."
"No need." She turned around and mounted her horse, which entered the mangrove forest. At this time, the guards from the Fourth Prince's Mansion caught up and asked, "Little prince, have you caught the hunt?"
"No."
When the guards saw that he had empty hands, they were so happy that they forgot about it and asked him: "Little prince, what good thing happened to you?"
He was young and mature, so he ran to the front and said, "I think of my father's roast duck, it's so delicious."
The duck rack held by Jin Wushu rolled over twice. The game was already roasted, and the rich fragrance of wild alfalfa emerged.
"Daddy, daddy..." Lu Wenlong jumped off the horse, ran over excitedly, took his hand, and walked to the tent next to him.
Jin Wushu was very surprised: "Son, what's wrong?"
Lu Wenlong kept pulling him inside. There was no one else in the tent at this time, so he pulled his father to sit down, opened a baggage on his body, laughed and said mysteriously: "Dad, look, this What is it?”
"Tiger skin clothes? Who gave them to you?"
"Mom gave it to me."
Jin Wushu was surprised and happy. He took the tiger skin clothes and looked at it up and down: "Have you seen your mother? When did you see her? Where is she?"
"She is in the mangrove, as if she has been waiting for me. Dad, I saw my mother, haha, I am so happy. By the way, my mother told me not to tell anyone about her whereabouts... "
Jin Wushu became serious: "You must remember mother's words and do not tell others her whereabouts."
Lu Wenlong asked nervously: "Is mom in danger?"
"She would be in danger if someone discovered her."
"Mom goes home and is with us, how can she be in danger?"
Jin Wushu looked at his son's confused expression. He always believed that his father was a great hero and invincible. No one would be in danger by his father's side.
"Dad, is mom afraid that you will lock her up again?"
Jin Wushu couldn't laugh or cry.
"Dad, you can also protect mom, okay?"
He couldn't continue talking to his son, but he was happy in his heart. Hua Rong, after all, she still missed her son. His son had become the only connection between herself and her. As long as her son was here, she would come again sooner or later.
The father and son were talking, and they could only hear Wu Qimai's voice outside the door: "Fourth Prince, Fourth Prince..."
"What's up?"
"Mrs. Qin is here."
Jin Wushu frowned, and saw the tent lifted, a burst of fragrant fragrance, and a woman swaying in. She was dressed in exquisite clothes, as luxurious as a queen and a princess, and her head was covered with all kinds of precious jewelry. , rings and jingles, competing for beauty. The person who came was none other than Wang Junhua. Wang Junhua had already seen the muscular man with his upper body sitting in the tent. Coupled with the hot weather, he was so excited that he just wanted to rush over and hug this sweetheart. .However, the child's big eyes stopped her from doing anything. She had to smile: "Oh, it's the little prince. Look, what good things did the slave family bring to the little prince..."
She waved her hand, and the accompanying servants brought several large boxes of gifts. She opened the first box with her own hands, and it was full of gold, jade, agate, and expensive things that children liked. It was obvious that she had made sufficient preparations before coming, and everyone was waiting. Everything was taken care of. She took something out, but Lu Wenlong stared at her carefully. She was a little confused by the stare, and handed the thing to him: "Little prince, take it and play with it."
Lu Wenlong put his hands behind his back and suddenly said: "Dad, this is the woman who wants to kill my mother!"
She was startled, and Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "No, back then, she almost killed your mother with a knife."
Wang Junhua stayed there in embarrassment for a while, then took the scented handkerchief, swung it up, and said in an affectionate tone: "The little prince has a really good memory. But that woman is not your mother, she is a bitch..."
Lu Wenlong stretched out his hand and pushed hard: "How dare you scold my mother."
Wang Junhua had gained weight over the years, and Lu Wenlong's push was completely unexpected to her. She fell down in the tent, and her clothes were crushed into a ball. She was in a very embarrassed state, but Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "My child is ignorant, and he has traveled far away." I'm a guest. You're going out to play, so don't disturb me here."
"yes."
Lu Wenlong went out, passed by her, and gave her a fierce look. Wang Junhua was helped up by two maids, and he did not dare to get angry. He saw the fourth prince laughing again, and he was in a happy mood: "Don't mind the child, he is young and ignorant. .”