Li Tinglan sighed, "When is the day to come forward?" Will I be imprisoned on this isolated island my whole life, my beauty will grow old and my youth will disappear
"Miss, as long as you give birth to a son and a half as soon as possible, your situation will improve."
Li Tinglan just ignored it and didn't dare to imagine how she could give birth to a son and a half daughters for this rude man. She would be scared to death when she saw the ghost.
"Royal Palace".
The little tiger head was put down and he was about to play when he saw his father sitting on a big chair and staring at him. The look was so strange that he was slightly scared. Recently, he found that his father was always staring at him strangely like this. He felt in his heart Maomao took a few steps quietly, wanting to pull his hair as usual. As soon as he took a step, King Qin shouted: "Stop."
He stood obediently and said very obediently: "Dad, do you want a drink of water?"
"If you want to drink, go and drink. You little bastard is still doing so many things. Come on, let's have dinner."
When the food was served, the little tiger made a fuss and was taken to bed by his nanny after he was full. King Qin sat down according to the case, holding the boss's bag of wine. There was a knock on the door, and he shouted to come in. Uncle Yang then leaned on He walked in with a cane and sat down opposite him, but saw that the big wine bag in his hand was mostly empty.
"Your Majesty, you have drank too much recently."
King Qin raised his head: "Third uncle, according to etiquette, should I visit my father-in-law Yelu Dayong?"
"Liu Wu is there, you don't need to come forward. Besides, Ma Su hasn't returned yet, and there are many things going on on the island..."
"Third uncle, you are capable of handling these matters."
"I'm getting older, my energy is low, and I'm dying." He raised his alarm. "Your Majesty, you are getting married soon and need to stay on the island for a while. I will give you the heir..."
"Haha, my son is about to be born, and my father-in-law also needs to visit. Besides, training on land is the foundation, and we can't just make wedding clothes for Yelu Dayong. Since we want to conquer the world, I can't always be used by him, and we must first Protect your own interests.”
"Are you taking Li Tinglan with you?"
"No one who belongs to Yelu Dayong is allowed to leave this island."
Uncle Yang was naturally wary of Li Tinglan's master and servant, but if he didn't take Li Tinglan with him, what kind of visit would King Qin have to his father-in-law? Even if you are acting, you have to make enough props, right
"Aunt Xiao is not a simple person. Since it is a marriage, their master and servant cannot blindly become Yelv Dayong's spies. People say that when you marry a chicken, you will follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, you will follow the dog. If you marry on Changlin Island, you must abide by the island's rules. Follow the rules and protect the interests of the island."
Uncle Yang stared into his eyes, unable to see his sincerity. Could it be that the king has figured it out and really wants to compete in the world? He felt happy and tried to say: "Little Hutou is getting more and more naughty. Your Majesty has many things to do. Staying with you will be a serious disturbance to you. Why don't you adopt him to me and let me take care of him."
King Qin shook his head: "Thank you, Third Uncle, for worrying about it. However, I don't think it's appropriate for Little Tiger Head to stay on the island any longer."
These days, King Qin's temperament has changed drastically, and he has lost patience with Little Hutou. Especially recently, his temper has become worse and worse. But Uncle Yang still didn't expect that he would drive Little Hutou away. He was slightly surprised: "Why are you here, Your Majesty?" This statement?"
"As you said, I will have my own son when I get married. It will be very inconvenient for the little tiger head to stay here."
"What's the inconvenience? Master and servant Li Tinglan are reasonable and won't dislike him. Besides, this was agreed upon when we got married."
"After all, he's not his biological child. Besides, I'm tired and don't want to take care of this child anymore. I don't like children, not to mention that the little tiger head is so naughty and bothers me."
"In that case, I can take care of it for you."
"No, this child is an eyesore to me..."
"But, if Hua Rong disappears without a trace, who will hand this child over? Furthermore, Yue Pengju died unjustly. He was a hero and only left such a single seedling. Although we are pirates, we can't do it due to emotion and reason. Let this child wander..."
The King of Qin was very impatient: "I no longer want to meddle in his and his wife's business. This child will always find someone to adopt it. If it doesn't work, there are Yue Pengju's subordinates, I will just throw it to anyone... "
Uncle Yang knew that he was resentful because Hua Rong never came back. After a long time, he became tired and tired, and he no longer wanted to give unconditionally. According to his temperament, he would have thrown away the little tiger's head a long time ago. It was rare for a long time. But he really couldn't bear to send away the little tiger head: "Your Majesty, I have no children. When you are away, I will probably take care of the children. You might as well leave it to me..."
King Qin flatly refused: "No, I don't want to see this little brat appear in my sight again." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "I have wasted so many years on Hua Rong, risking my life and death to find her to save her and help her take care of her son, but , how did she repay me? She treated me as a free nanny. I really regret it. Now I am angry when I see her son. It is not good for her and Yue Pengju. The dead one is dead, and the alive one goes out to live happily. Why should I replace him? They raise a son? Don't forget, Yue Pengju is even considered my enemy. He took away my wife in the early years, and now he wants me to raise his son for him? I am afraid that one day I will get angry and lose control, so why not kill this kid? To change the reputation, I said that after I brutalized Zhongliang. Therefore, this little bastard must be sent away, and he will be sent away tomorrow. If he can’t be sent away, he will be sold for a small amount of money to be a servant... "
Sanshu Yang couldn't listen anymore and interrupted him: "If you want to blame me, you should blame me. I forced Hua Rong to leave. Your Majesty, are you blaming me?"
King Qin laughed angrily: "Yes, I do blame you. However, I hate her even more. If she had even the slightest affection for me, she wouldn't leave without listening to a word from you. She is ruthless to me, so she took advantage of her. With this excuse, she looked down on me and never really wanted to marry me... "
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Sanshu Yang was speechless. These days, King Qin's temper has become increasingly violent. He has a bad look not only towards himself but also towards anyone. He even strictly ordered Li Tinglan's master and servant to cut off all contact with the outside world. No matter how good Mrs. Xiao is, it will not help. When he tried to persuade him again, King Qin was very impatient: "Third uncle, I am tired and want to sleep."
"Your Majesty, I still have something to talk to you about..."
"I don't want to talk today."
Uncle Yang was also angry: "My lord, you have been like this recently. You ignore everything and only drink and do nothing all day long. There are thousands of things accumulated on the island, all of which need your judgment."
"Just handle these trivial matters by yourself." King Qin's tone became increasingly bad, "Don't bother me with everything."
Sanshu Yang couldn't bear it any longer. He stretched out his cane and pointed at his nose: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? You've been depressed and drunk every day for so long. Would it be possible to die without that woman?"
"I have forgotten her a long time ago. Who does she mean?"
"Forgot? If you really forget, you are not such a virtuous person."
King Qin picked up the wine bag next to him and drank most of it. His eyes were blood red: "Even if she comes back and kneels in front of me, I won't want her anymore. I will take a few more concubines soon..."
He drank up the rest of the wine in one breath and said drunkenly, "Don't underestimate me. There are plenty of women in the world. I will marry a hundred women in my life. Do you think the world will not turn around without her?"
"I just hope you don't mean what you say."
"What is duplicity? I got married according to your wishes, what else do you want? I will marry a few more wives and concubines tomorrow and give birth to seven or eight sons. Why are you adopting the little tiger head? In the future, some children will call you grandpa."
"Okay, you want as many women as you want, it's up to you."
King Qin waved his hand and everything on the table fell to the floor. He raised his sword and stood up: "I'll kill that little bastard first..."
Uncle Yang hurriedly grabbed him, and then he really panicked: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to kill that little brat, that ungrateful woman..."
"Why are you taking it out on your child?"
"I am so angry. I have been wasted in the hands of that woman my whole life. I can only vent my anger by killing that little bastard..."
Deep in love and hatred, Sanshu Yang stopped him firmly: "Your Majesty, in this case, I will send this child away tomorrow."
"No, I have to kill him..."
"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the heroes of the world? Yue Pengju, after all, he was a loyal and good man, but he died so miserably, and you still want to help Qin Hui murder his son?"
The sword that King Qin was holding lowered again, and his blood-red eyes stared: "I will spare his life for the time being, and I will send him out tomorrow. I don't want to see him again in a day."
Uncle Yang had no choice but to go out. He didn't know whether King Qin's change was good or bad. It was as if he didn't recognize his relatives and his heart was completely hardened.
The King of Qin fell asleep, just like every night in these days, without taking off his clothes and letting sweat flow all over his face without noticing.
In my sleep, I fell into an endless nightmare. I was in a forest full of flowers. The spring sunshine shone down. The woman next to me was wearing a light green shirt and holding a brush. There was a ball of ink on her face, which was as clear as crystal. A flower blooming inside.
"Girl..."
She raised her face, her brows filled with tenderness: "Qin Shangcheng, look at your name, does it look good?"
He stretched out his hand and held her in his arms. Because of such tenderness, his whole body burst with impatience: "Girl, do you like me?"
"I like it, I like it very much..." Her voice was as thin as a gnat, and a blush appeared on her face, like rouge that couldn't be spread, a red cloud.
"Girl, girl..." Holding the soft body in his arms, skin to skin, he only knew to call her "girl", with infinite joy. The soft sand on the ground was like the best brocade quilt, and she was beneath him, turning and turning in love, in an erotic dream. unlimited.
Infinite spring dream, he opened his eyes, his eyes were blood red, and looked at the morning light on the window lattice. Everything was illusion, like countless nights, it was all illusion, just a dream.
"Girl, girl..."
A punch was punched on the sofa, and a corner of the sofa shattered with a sound, and sawdust flew everywhere. The lovesickness that penetrated the bones, the longing that penetrated into the bones, and every dream in the morning and dusk were completely disillusioned. It had been too long, and she would never come back, never again. She will never come back. Those jade hands that sewed clothes, that gentleness wearing a valley scarf, that soft charm lying in her arms... will never be there again, they are all forgotten, and she will never come back on her own initiative. Where is she? Dead or alive? What did I get in return for my more than ten years of waiting? He raised his hand again and lowered it heavily, as if the couch was her body, killing her with one palm and never seeing her again again, it was over.