Hua Rong experienced the bonfire dinner at the Fourth Prince's Mansion in such a strange atmosphere. When she saw Wang Junhua, her eyes were like knives. She wanted to stab her heart with the knife and fork in her hand. She drank another big bowl. Yogurt wine, understand: even if you want to drive Wang Junhua away now, she can't drive her away. According to her strong temperament, she will never give up until she competes with herself - who is the fourth prince's most beloved woman? Wang Junhua is even better than Yelu Guanyin It’s worth a hundred times more.
She was slightly absent-minded, remembering her disdain for Wang Junhua. In fact, wasn't she jealous of Li Qiaoniang back then? —I have been afraid all my life that in Pengju’s mind, any other woman is better than myself, even if it touches the smallest part.
This sorrow and sorrow immediately intensified the hatred in his heart. After losing everything, he would never lose his true love. How could Wang Junhua and Jin Wushu still live so freely and freely, and even have the leisure to be jealous or take pleasure in making the female relatives jealous
The more resentful she became, the deeper and brighter the smile on her face became. He didn't know whether it was the firelight or the red headscarf. Jin Wushu stared drunkenly at that peach-like face - in the past, he had always been in desperate situations. I found this woman to be incredibly beautiful; why did I make such an astonishing discovery even when I was quiet and relaxed? Is it because of this prairie night? Is it because of the reach
Prairie night.
Eight huge bull candles illuminated the tent as bright as day.
Hua Rong stepped on the dark green velvet carpet and walked into the tent. Looking around, she felt as if she had mistakenly entered the gold-selling cave of a certain prince and noble. Inside, she saw a set of furniture made of rosewood and four large chairs in a row. Cool embroidered cushions. There is a brown table in the middle, with a full set of rose-red Jun kiln tea sets neatly placed on it, which is lively and fragrant. The tent is divided into two areas with curtains. According to the custom of the Han people, each room has Independent, distinct.
She was surprised that the luxurious life of the Jurchen nobles was just a vacation, almost like building a palace. How much manpower and material resources would be consumed by all this? However, according to Jin Wushu's current power and wealth, it is naturally extremely easy for him.
It was also the first time for Lu Wenlong to see such an elegant tent. He happily walked around inside, looking here and there: "Mom, this tent is better than dad's."
Jin Wushu saw her eyes falling on the tapestry murals on the four walls and said with a smile: "This is one of Zhao Deji's tributes to Dajin. It is said that Zhang Jun, the prime minister of the year, brought it back to him from Sichuan. He himself I'm reluctant to use it, so I keep it to honor my prince."
Hua Rong didn't take it seriously. As long as Zhao Deji negotiated a peace agreement and could keep his desolate country and wealth, let alone the silk blanket, he was willing to throw away half of the Song Dynasty's territory.
There was no irony in Jin Wushu's tone: "Hua Rong, you have completely seen the faces of Zhao Deji and Da Song. The right path is to wake up."
"Thank you, Fourth Prince, for reminding me. Please, we have to take a rest."
Lu Wenlong was looking at an animal skin when he suddenly turned his head: "Mom, I'm not sleepy at all. Let daddy live here too, it's better than daddy's tent... "
Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Son, I really didn't raise you in vain. You are still thinking of me." His eyes turned to Hua Rong, looking forward to it endlessly. Even for the sake of his children, couldn't he live here? ? Isn’t it okay to live in the same room with my son
After all, he is a child. He has good things and wants to share them with his parents. Hua Rong did not discourage his small thoughts and said softly: "Your father has to take care of his own tent."
The child immediately retorted: "There are many people there, and there are also Wuqimai. They will take care of you."
Hua Rong still said warmly: "A person should stay at his own home, not anywhere else. It's the same for everyone, and it's the same when you grow up. The big tent is your father's home, and there is his family. .”
Lu Wenlong seemed to understand but Jin Wushu turned around and left dejectedly, saying dullly: "You guys go to bed early and I won't disturb you anymore."
"Thank you Fourth Prince for your warm hospitality. Hua Rong is very grateful."
The moon and stars are sparse, and crows and birds surround the branches.
The family members sang and danced around the fire and spent the night together. No one noticed that the two women left quietly and sat down next to a big tree in the distance. The night was as cold as water, and the two of them had never been so close. talk.
Wang Junhua spoke first, with an uncontrollable sadness in his tone: "Mrs. Yelu, it's time for us to join forces."
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This suggestion was originally proposed by Yelv Guanyin. At this time, she remained calm and listened to Wang Junhua continue.
"The fourth prince has been completely fascinated by this vixen. You haven't seen him today. He has been trying to please her all day long. He hunts with her, cuts meat for her, and even that luxurious tent is prepared for her..." She The anger was like a torrential river, spilling over the vast prairie, "This bitch has ulterior motives. She came from afar and did not follow the rules of a woman. Not long after her husband died, she tried to seduce the fourth prince. What was she doing? What was she doing? Seeking revenge on the fourth prince. However, the fourth prince was blinded by her and could not see clearly her wolfish ambitions... "
Yelu Guanyin asked: "Madam Wang, in your opinion, what should we do?"
Wang Junhua looked at the starry sky, with an excited expression and full of strong fighting spirit: "The power this bitch relies on now is nothing more than the little prince. But the little prince is not her biological child at all..."
Yelv Guanyin grasped the key point. Over the years, she had been doubting Lu Wenlong's life experience. She used to think it was Tianwei, but now she suspected that it was Hua Rong. She immediately asked: "Who is the biological mother of the little prince?"
Wang Junhua immediately remembered the fourth prince's warning. If Lu Wenlong's identity was revealed, he would be the fourth prince's enemy. She almost spilled the beans in desperation, but immediately lied: "That was the child of a woman that the fourth prince had loved in the early years. Hua Rong... This little bitch is very scheming and is used to showing off, so she started with the little prince, thinking that by securing the little prince, her position as the number one wife would be secure."
"Hua Rong really wants to be the first lady? Her husband was killed because of the design of the fourth prince."
"Mrs. Yelu doesn't know something. We Han people believe that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. This bitch, Hua Rong, has done a lot of evil. She is well prepared for this. The Fourth Prince is magnanimous and kind-hearted, and does not care that she is an enemy. Wife, if you keep treating her well, you will fall into her poisonous hands sooner or later... "
Even Yelu Guanyin was shocked by the sentence "The fourth prince is tolerant and kind-hearted". Moreover, she found that when Wang Junhua said this, he was serious and from the heart. She was secretly surprised that this shameless woman was actually true. I deeply love the fourth prince. However, no matter whether I love the fourth prince or not, the fourth prince is my only bargaining chip in the future. Wang Junhua is truly the best partner.
Wang Junhua continued to fan the flames: "Mrs. Yelu, we sisters might as well open the skylight and speak out. Although my Prime Minister Qin and I don't have much affection, after all, she is the wife of the prime minister of the Song Dynasty. This honor cannot be given up. The slave family is here, It’s just a way to relieve the pain of lovesickness. I wish I had missed out on my sister’s life when we met again and before we were married..." She wiped her tears faintly, "Sister, please don’t laugh at me for being shameless. The best man my family has ever met in this life is the Fourth Prince. , If it were not for the fourth prince, the slave family would have fallen into a terrible state. It is also the pain of national subjugation, and the golden branches and jade leaves have lost their reputation and their lives are not guaranteed..." Yelu Guanyin naturally felt deeply about this, and she also pretended to play and sang in real words, feeling sympathy for the same illness. , "How come the slave family doesn't know my sister's difficulties? We are both fallen people from the end of the world."
Wang Junhua added: "The servants are just here to take a rest. But Madam Yelu is the wife of the fourth prince Ming Yuan. She was the first lady in the mansion in the past. She suffered misfortune because she was framed by Hua Rong, a bitch."
Yelu Guanyin thought of the past. Because of that damn thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, she was ruined by the King of Qin, whom she had never met. After that, she was reduced to a desolate situation for many years and could not stand up. These were Hua Rong's faults. She and she also The hatred is as deep as the sea. What's even more hateful is that she caused him to lose everything. Today, he has to be humble to her, as if she is the number one lady in the fourth prince's house - even more powerful than the number one lady. , I fully enjoyed the treatment of the Yue King and Princess.
What is intolerable is unbearable.
Wang Junhua observed the words and knew that he had hit on the pain of Yelu Guanyin, so he continued: "We sisters are all hard-working people. In my whole life, I never want to be with the fourth prince, but I hope that my sister will get her wish and become the fourth prince's house." A lady, becoming the princess of Yue..." At this point, Tu Qiong saw that he could no longer maintain his gentleness and cursed loudly: "The slave family would rather see you become the princess, but we will never let Hua Rong, a bitch, get her wish."
Yelu Guanyin also shared the same hatred: "Madam Wang, don't be discouraged. Hua Rong is your and my common enemy. In the future, the fourth prince's favor will be shared by the slave family with you."
Wang Junhua said happily: "Sister, have you agreed to join forces?"
"This is what I want." Yelu Guanyin took out a jade bracelet and handed it over, "This is a little bit of my sister's kindness. Please accept it, sister."
Seeing her taking out her personal belongings, Wang Junhua was obviously sincere. He was surprised and happy. He took the bracelet and put it in his arms. He took off a ring on his right hand and handed it over: "This is the concubine Qiao who was favored by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty in the past." This thing is priceless, please accept it, sister."
Yelu Guanyin felt jealous when she saw her spending so generously, which was partly to show off. She had been sinking over the years and could no longer take out such valuable things. However, this jealousy turned into motivation: the fourth prince's mansion had everything he wanted, and he As long as you ascend the throne of the princess, why can't you be proud and proud, and one day get rid of this bad reputation from Wang Junhua
Wang Junhua also fully understood what she was thinking. The two women had their own agendas, but because they had the same goal for the time being, they had a rare chance to work together. She secretly cursed: Hua Rong, bitch, let’s see how long you can continue to be arrogant? ! After I finish treating you, it won't be too late to deal with Yelu Guanyin again.