"You accepted the princess's beaded crown and wore the princess's belt. You should stay by my prince's side and serve me for the rest of your life."
She closed her eyes and turned a deaf ear.
"Hua Rong, that is the ceremony of conferring a concubine. Your son personally wore the belt for you. You must not deny it."
She suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the belt, and smiled: "I think, with this belt, it will be easier to do things. It will also make Wang Junhua jump over the wall. Fourth Prince, don't think too much, otherwise you will be doing it yourself." passionate."
He said angrily: "You renegade villain. Do you think I don't know? As soon as you kill Wang Junhua, you will leave me and break up with me... "
"But, this way you will get the antidote sooner and relieve the pain. Isn't that good?"
"No, no! You have to stay with me, stay with me all your life, make me tea, make clothes for my son, and give me more sons."
"It doesn't matter even if there is no antidote?"
"Of course I need the antidote. I want to live, Hua Rong, don't be ungrateful. Is there any man in this world who can treat you better than this prince?"
She giggled, it was a shame that this person could say it out loud.
"How nice are you to me? Even including using force? Insulting?"
"I like you so I can use force." He said confidently. "Why does a man like a woman? The reason is to let her bear children for him. I don't have to force you with your bad temper. I won't have a chance in my life." , I don’t want to spend any more time, isn’t it better to make a quick decision?”
war! Tactics! This was his hobby, making peace and fighting at the same time, never letting up on either hand, or attacking unexpectedly. However, how could it be a complete war between men and women
With her sarcastic laughter, he hit his legs heavily on the velvet carpet and beat his chest: "Hua Rong, no matter how I treat you, you are heartless and heartless. You just want to take revenge on me and want me to die. You don't just give me sex." They want to take away my son before I die from the poison and let me die alone... "
"Why are you pretending to be pitiful? There are a lot of wives and concubines in your Fourth Prince's house, and there are a sea of people. Not to mention your dead son, even if you are alive, you still have a few daughters. Fourth Prince, don't worry, there are people to take care of you in your old age. Wrong, I forgot that you, Daijin, are brothers. If you die, your wife and children will naturally be inherited by others... "
This ruthless ridicule completely angered him, and he yelled: "No matter what I do, you will not be moved, you will only hate me and wish me to die early. Cruel woman..." He cried while scolding, howling, "Hua Rong, how on earth are you going to torture me?”
"It's all your own fault! It's your own evil intentions."
"I shouldn't have evil intentions? I just like you, what's wrong with me? Marry me and stay with me for the rest of your life. Isn't that good?"
She sneered.
"I like you! Is it wrong to like you?"
"You like me? If you like me, do you want to use despicable means and force me without regard for propriety, justice and shame?"
He said angrily: "If you like a woman, you want to get her. I am doing this just to get you. Otherwise, wouldn't I be crazy?"
"You're already crazy."
"That's also because of you! Hua Rong, it's all because of you!"
"Because of me? Then how did you get the title of King of Yue? How did you get the power over the world? Everything you do today, your high position as marshal, and the army and horses you control in the world, are you doing these because of me? You are Because of your ambition! Your greed! You killed my husband and got all the glory and wealth, and then told me that you were passionate about me? You asked me to accept your rewards and favors? Is there any justice?"
"What does heaven mean? I have also suffered retribution. Life is worse than death..." His voice was hoarse. After the round of inhuman pain passed, his whole body was covered in sweat, like a crazy beggar. How many times had he Whether it hurts, hurts, lives, or dies, she is so indifferent to any attack in front of her. If she quarrels, she will only quarrel with herself.
She stared at his messy hair, with a touch of pity on her face. "Fourth Prince, do you feel pain?"
He was delighted by the pity in her eyes, thinking that she had finally shown compassion, and hurriedly replied: "It's so painful, I don't want to experience such pain again..."
"Fourth Prince, this is just the beginning! It's nothing. Besides, it's just physical. You haven't experienced the deeper pain yet."
Joy turned to anger: "Hua Rong, I hate you. Sometimes I want to kill you!"
"Of course! I have no doubt that you will look for an opportunity to kill me. But before that, we both have value for each other, right?"
He jumped up again, wanting to beat her or fight her, but his body was still so limp that he couldn't muster any strength.
"Fourth Prince, this kind of pain is really nothing! During the battle in Lin'an, there was no good place in my body. The pain was not intermittent, but all the time. I couldn't even sit or lie down, or even eat or drink. I can't solve it on my own... I have experienced this kind of pain for more than half a year, and I have cursed God many times for letting me live and suffer... "
He asked eagerly: "Who saved you? Is it King Qin?"
She didn't answer and continued, "Physical pain is not the biggest pain. It's the feeling when you crazily want to see someone but can't. When you think about it carefully, you can't remember his face, even in your dreams. , I never dream of it..." She gritted her teeth, "I hate you even more! If you hadn't killed Peng Ju, how could I never see him again?"
He was speechless for a while.
"But Hua Rong, I didn't kill you. I never wanted to kill you! But you attacked me and witnessed my pain without mercy."
"If you kill Pengju, you are killing me!"
She lay on her bed with tears in her eyes.
"If you torture me again, Yue Pengju will die. Even if I die immediately, he won't be able to survive. Hahaha, Hua Rong, are you sad? No matter how sad you are, he will die and become a handful. Bones…”
"You will also be a pile of bones."
"Okay, I'll wait for you to turn me into a pile of bones. Hua Rong, I'll wait for you."
The tent fell into a terrible silence for a moment, soundless, like two ghosts wandering at the gate of hell. They have lost their warmth with each other and can only fly around in an erratic way, but they can never get even a little bit closer. .
Fatigue slowly came over her, and her tear-soaked eyes were so dry that they hurt. In her daze, it seemed like a battlefield, with endless blood, the bodies of Xiaoshangqiao, and the pursuit in Lin'an City... She couldn't suppress it, and twitched in the darkness. .
He didn't know what he was thinking. The debris around him was like a battlefield that had no time to clean up. Broken arms and limbs, filled with smoke, and an eternal war between people.
The two of them were separated by a pile of broken battlefields.
"Hua Rong, you are no longer allowed to wear Song Dynasty clothes for your son, and you are not allowed to wear them yourself!"
"Jin Wushu, what ability do you have to make irresponsible remarks in front of me now?"
He wanted to jump up again, but his legs could not move. He howled in the middle of the night, his mouth was so thirsty, sniffing around, he could smell the fragrance of cold tea and the beauty of the tea she cooked. He groped with his hands, but could not find a complete cup.
"Hua Rong, I'm thirsty and I want to drink water."
She turned a deaf ear.
"Hua Rong, I'm thirsty, hurry up, I want to drink water..." He shouted hoarsely, "Hua Rong, I beg you, I want to drink water..."
"Come here, take the Fourth Prince back..."
"Get out, no one is allowed in." He cursed angrily, "I won't go out, otherwise you won't get what you want, but I won't drink water."
The moonlight shone on his chapped lips. He was so tired after all that he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
Listening to his heavy breathing, Hua Rong didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. Kill Wang Junhua, kill Qin Hui, kill Zhao Deji, what about Jin Wushu
It's a cloudy day.
Hua Rong opened her eyes. Her eyelids were tired, her whole body was soft, and her mind was a little numb. She sat up and saw debris on the ground and a messy room, as if a wild boar had broken in and wreaked havoc.
Her eyes fell on the ground, where a man was lying like a beggar among the debris, sleeping soundly. After many years of military career, he could still fall asleep no matter how difficult it was. After all, Jin Wushu still had a military style, and he had never been affected by the years of military service. Glory and wealth destroy the fighting spirit.
She stood up slowly, walked around him, and walked out of the tent.
Green grass, green trees, she heard the faint sound of footsteps behind her, and Lu Wenlong's face was full of worry: "Mom, is Dad okay?"
She looked at the single shirt on the child: "Son, why don't you change into a horse costume?"
The little boy smiled shyly: "I think this one looks better."
It is human nature to love beauty, especially young people.
"Mom, where is daddy?"
"He's still resting, don't disturb him."
He hesitated to speak: "What disease does Dad have?"
"A minor illness will be cured soon. Don't worry."
He had never heard his mother lie before, so he naturally believed it. "Mom, I want to have breakfast with my father today. Can you come too?"
She laughed and shook her head: "Mom has something else to do, you guys eat first."
He was very disappointed. Hua Rong sighed secretly and without explaining, got on his horse and headed to the grassland in front of him alone.
A pillow of yellow rice made my mouth feel dry and astringent.
Jin Wushu turned over and sat up. Everywhere in his body was aching. The blood on his scratched arm had dried up and turned purple-black. The servants filed in and began to clean up. No one dared to ask more questions. . Two soldiers brought cold water and were about to bandage his wounds. Lu Wenlong ran in, panting: "I want hot water. Mom said I want warm water."
His eyes lit up and he grabbed his son: "Where's mom?"
"She went out to ride horses. Dad, have you recovered from your illness?" He raised his head, worried, "Dad, what disease have you got?"
He said as if nothing had happened: "I drank too much yesterday, but I'm fine now." His eyes fell on his son's clothes, which were still the same shirt from yesterday, with a leopard skin belt around his waist.
He frowned slightly: "Son, why don't you change your clothes?"
Lu Wenlong asked innocently: "Dad, don't you like this dress? I think it looks very good. My mother made it for me."
He was speechless and walked straight out. He didn't even hear Lu Wenlong calling him for breakfast. Green, endless green, the cool breeze blew from the grassland in the early morning, carrying the unique smell of grass, which he was used to. The fragrance is so beautiful. But what about the people galloping alongside it on the grassland? Where is she
In the big tent, waiting for Yelu Guanyin, Wang Junhua and other concubines with heavy makeup, they were all waiting for his favor. He smiled bitterly, feeling that life was so absurd, like a mutual torture.