The sun sets in the west.
The grassland is already full of people singing and dancing.
On this day of celebration, it seems that the Wolf Lord has rewarded a new singer team. This is a well-trained band, probably the Jin people snatched it from the border or purchased it from business travelers. Being on the border, I was not very proficient in the music of the Southern Dynasties, and all I played were the melodious sounds of the Liao Kingdom in the past. Compared with the graceful music of the Song Dynasty, the music of the Liao people was much simpler, but had a more wild style.
Yelu Guanyin was very happy when she heard that. Wang Junhua was beside her and looked at her casually, only to find that Yelu Guanyin had been decorated very carefully, with heavy makeup and light makeup, which was just right. Especially, she was wearing a semi-Liao improved dress, as if she had returned to China. She was the most beautiful woman on the grassland back then. For this position of princess, she also spent money. Wang Junhua was moved in his heart and said with a smile: "Mrs. Yelu is a famous flower in the grassland. She is good at singing and dancing. She might as well dance a song to let everyone know. Open your eyes..."
Yelu Guanyin stood up gracefully. She had a plump figure and bright eyes. The careful dressing these days had restored her charm. She walked to the field and looked at the fourth prince intentionally or unintentionally. When she saw that he was smiling, she spoke. : "This is a shame for the slave family."
With a wave of her hand, the band played one of the most famous songs at that time, and Yelu Guanyin began to dance. Although it was not as sexy and charming as Xinuer, it had more of a prairie style, blooming like a hot sunflower, with its own unique style. Her beauty is stunning.
Wang Junhua applauded loudly and exaggeratedly, and Jin Wushu also enjoyed himself in keeping with the time.
At the end of the song, he said loudly: "Give Madam Yelu a pair of bracelets."
Yelu Guanyin was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked her. Wang Junhua was also secretly happy. This showed that the fourth prince favored Yelu Guanyin. And, more importantly, Xinuer was still sitting next to the fourth prince, still covered by tulle, with her breasts half exposed. , although it is not as good as lying in the arms of the fourth prince in the past, but this is also a signal, isn't it
Jin Wushu looked around and raised his wine glass: "Why aren't the little prince and his son here yet?"
Lu Wenlong's voice sounded: "Dad, we are here, we have been here a long time ago."
He turned around and looked behind him. Hua Rong was holding his son's hand and standing there. Hua Rong was smiling, but his son had a strange expression. His eyes fell on the bracelet on Yelv Guanyin's hand, and then on Xinu. On the child.
"Dad, didn't you say you had driven her away? Why is she still here?"
Jin Wushu suddenly felt embarrassed: "Child, I am wondering why my father went back on his word and broke his word."
Turning his eyes, he saw Hua Rong's smiling face. The kind of smile spread from the tip of his eyebrows, his nose was slightly wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth were curved into a beautiful gentleness.
"Son, show me your results today."
She opened her mouth and inadvertently resolved Jin Wushu's embarrassment. Lu Wenlong stopped chasing Xi Nuer and hurriedly took out a very beautiful ram's horn: "Dad, look, I hunted it."
Jin Wushu held the sheep's horn, but had no intention of looking closely. His eyes fell on Hua Rong. She changed into a bright red gauze dress, embroidered with bright yellow gold thread and emerald green phoenix. Everyone was incredibly gorgeous by this dress. The splendid dress was so dazzling that it was almost impossible to open her eyes. Wang Junhua opened her eyes wide and stared at the phoenix above. Of course she recognized it. This dress came from the court of the Song Dynasty. It was the queen's dress. Naturally, it was snatched away by the Jin people.
Queen costume!
The fourth prince actually gave Hua Rong the queen's uniform to wear.
Although Wang Junhua has never been a queen, he knows that the bright red color, from the palace to the rich, can only be enjoyed by the first wife. Even if a concubine is taken in, Xiaoxing can only wear pink on the wedding day. This is the rule.
Jin Wushu was so stunned by this gorgeous dress that he couldn't open his eyes. It was incredibly beautiful. Even he didn't know what had happened to Hua Rong these days. In normal times, she and her children would have ridiculed him. Ichiban, today, is so virtuous and generous, even saving himself from trouble.
He was in a very embarrassed state, drinking one cup after another, but Hua Rong said as if nothing had happened: "Fourth Prince, please try..."
At this time, Jin Wushu discovered the exquisite plate she was holding, which contained sliced roast mutton, which was steaming and fragrant.
"This is freshly baked in the kitchen, you can try it..." She stretched out her hand, picked up a piece of mutton and handed it to Jin Wushu's mouth, "This is what my son hunted with his own hands. He said he wanted to honor his father..."
Jin Wushu was so flattered that he opened his mouth and swallowed the whole piece of mutton, saying repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it tastes really good..."
Before Yelv Guanyin finished her thanksgiving ceremony, and before the Fourth Prince uttered a word, she could only stand there awkwardly. The scenery just now seemed like a cloud of smoke, drifting away in an instant. She gritted her teeth, wishing that she could put away the things in her hands. bracelet, and hit the vixen in the face.
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Hua Rong looked over casually: "Mrs. Yelu, please take a seat. It's so hard to stand."
Yelu Guanyin reluctantly withdrew, this woman actually gave orders on behalf of the Fourth Prince? She looked at Jin Wushu, who was happily tasting mutton with his son, unaware of the undercurrent in the scene. In a blink of an eye, when he saw Hua Rong ordering Yelu Guanyin to step back, he changed his mind and said loudly: " Someone, bring me the headdress."
Everyone didn't understand what he meant. They saw the old butler go down with a smile, and came up again after a while. This time, it was a big box that was brought up. When he opened it, everyone felt that it was extremely dazzling. It turned out to be an exquisite crown. The creation of the crown is unique, with gold as the base, and a circle of peacock feathers inlaid with 12 pearls of the same color and quality. One such pearl is rare, and 12 of them side by side are priceless. Its unique feature is not only the pearls, But there is an emerald inlaid in the middle of the top. The emerald is so green that there is no trace of impurities, and it is so beautiful that it makes one look at it, and it seems that most of the soul has been taken away. In addition to this tiara, there are many gold, silver, pearls, etc. in the box.
When Lu Wenlong saw such a beautiful crown, he exclaimed: "Dad, it's so beautiful."
Jin Wushu picked up the crown with his own hands, smiled, and put it on Hua Rong's head. He looked around and then turned to his son: "Son, do you think your mother is so beautiful?"
Lu Wenlong couldn't help but hold his mother's hand and said, "Mom, it's so beautiful."
Putting the heavy crown on his head, Hua Rong glanced at the other things in the box and smiled. Jin Wushu then looked at the concubines: "From now on, all matters in the fourth prince's house will be decided by the princess. .”
Everyone agreed and complimented them. The woman sitting next to the fourth prince was dressed in red and wearing a crown. Everything was a foregone conclusion
Hua Rong smiled and offered another glass of wine to Jin Wushu. Everyone saw that the three members of the family were in harmony, with father and son loving each other, as if they had nothing to do with themselves and others, and they all found it extremely boring.
Wang Junhua, who was secretly unable to swallow his breath, had a very subtle feeling in his heart. He was a little happy but also very uneasy about Yelu Guanyin being treated coldly. If Xinuer and Yelu Guanyin fell one after another, how could he resist? Hua Rong.
On this day, the moonlight was like water.
The grassland wind blew in waves, neither cold nor hot, completely worthy of the title of a summer resort. Jin Wushu was a little tipsy, looking at the woman beside him, with peacock feathers and bright red clothes, bright and rich, very different from her past style. . His heart was surging, and the desire all over his body could hardly be contained. He stretched out his hand, and finally took her hand, tightly, breathing quickly: "Hua Rong..."
Lu Wenlong also held her hand. He was very happy. It was the first time that his father and mother were so affectionate and harmonious. "Dad, will we always be like this in the future?"
"It's natural for a family to be like this."
"Mom, look at the beautiful flowers in front."
Under the moonlight, not far ahead, wild flowers bloomed in the night.
"Son, go pick some for your mother."
"Great."
As soon as Lu Wenlong ran away, the two of them stood on the same spot, looking at each other. Jin Wushu exerted a little force on her hand, and noticed that the catkin in her hand not only showed no resistance at all, but on the contrary, her fingers squirmed softly, and actually responded. I gave myself a squeeze.
In how many years, this was the first time she took the initiative to hold her hand, and it was not a life-or-death decision, not a prelude to a counter-attack, but a choice in a moment of peace - a choice. Is this her choice
Yue Pengju is dead, isn't he
There was no one around her, so did her mood change
The grass was so soft and the moonlight was so sultry. Jin Wushu held her hand and the two sat side by side on the grass, their hands still holding each other tightly. He calmed down and leaned against her ear: " Hua Rong, let’s really start over, okay?”
She pursed her lips, her smile was like a breeze, nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "As long as Qin Hui and his wife die, I really can't get over this hurdle..." She sighed quietly, "Fourth Prince, we have known each other for so many years. .How can I not know your thoughts? Gratitudes and resentments are entangled. You have failed me, and I have failed you. Because in the past, I thought I was an enemy of the country. But whose country is it? It belongs to him, Zhao Deji. Pengju and I worked hard for Zhao Deji, what did we get in return? I regret it, I really regret it..." Her voice was choked and she couldn't continue, and two lines of tears fell down her cheeks.
Jin Wushu thought of the bloody battle in Lin'an that night. Her whole body was covered in scars, like a deer caught in a trap, making its last struggle. It had never been so shocking as it is now: This is a woman, the weakest woman. Her family is gone, her husband is gone. No more, all alone at the end of the world.
"Hua Rong, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for you..."
The apology at this moment came from the heart. To a large extent, I should bear the responsibility for this woman's bumpy fate. I am also one of the murderers who threatened Lin'an, isn't I
"Hua Rong, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He murmured to himself, with strange pity in his heart. At this moment, he really forgot about the antidote and desire. Instead, he raised his hand to a woman he admired and wiped her face. Tears hugged her thin shoulders, and her voice was surprisingly soft: "Don't be afraid, I am here. I will treat you well in this life and will never let you regret it..."
"After Peng Ju died, I hated you very much, but I hated Zhao Deji and Qin Hui even more. If it weren't for them, Peng Ju would never have died. Fourth Prince, I really wish I had never served Zhao Deji..."
"I understand, I understand..." That was a knot in her heart, and the only way to untie it was to kill Qin Hui. He hugged her tightly, and she couldn't help it anymore, crying bitterly in his arms.
It seemed that her only support could only be her only support. This knowledge completely excited Jin Wushu. He hugged her trembling body and touched it with his hands, only to realize how thin this body was and how thin her waist was. It seemed like it would break with just the slightest exertion. After all the vicissitudes of life and death, Hua Rong, she really had no one to rely on anymore.