"Sister, what do you want to do?"
A sinister look flashed in Wang Junhua's eyes: "To deal with Hua Rong, this bastard must be eliminated. Sister, do you have any good ideas?"
Yelv Guanyin took out something from her arms and said, "It's not difficult to get rid of him. The difficult thing is, I'm afraid we don't have a chance at all."
Wang Junhua stared at the small medicine bottle and said happily: "What is this?"
"As long as you can get close, you can make a child die silently without leaving any trace."
"real?"
"real."
In the distance, a wild dog ran over. Yelu Guanyin took out a piece of meat from his arms, dipped it on the bottle, and threw it out hard, right in front of the wild dog. The wild dog smelled the meat and ran over. After one bite, there was no movement, and then another bite. His body suddenly swayed, and he fell to the ground. Then, foam suddenly came out of his mouth, his head and face were covered with blood, and he kicked his legs and died.
Wang Junhua was dumbfounded and suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Okay, great."
If Lu Wenlong was poisoned, it can be assumed that he fell to death. The way the wild dog died did not look like he was poisoned, but rather like he died of serious injuries. In this case, who would suspect him
"Madam Wang, as long as he eats something..."
"Don't worry, I will definitely find a way."
At this time, Wang Junhua had already gone to his head with the thought of killing Lu Wenlong. He didn't mind at all whether he was acting as Yelu Guanyin's murder tool. He hurriedly took the medicine bottle and put it on his body, and the two of them said goodbye in a hurry.
The morning sun rises rapidly from the flower-watering river, pouring a layer of golden color on both sides of the roadside.
50 wild donkeys and 100 cattle and sheep were drinking water and grazing on the shore, enjoying themselves leisurely. Dozens of neatly dressed soldiers lined up with weapons in their hands. On the opposite side, Hua Rong led 20 savages on horses, lined up in a row. Open. She was still in full savage attire, with a feather crown on her head and cow boots. The only difference was that she was wearing a cloak woven from leaves and her face was covered with oil paint.
Looking around, the leader was still An Zhigang, not King Qin. She laughed to herself, King Qin was already the king of each tribe, and his bigger goal was to aim at the world. How could he come to accept this mere tribute in person
Over the years, I have become accustomed to a kind of thinking. As long as King Qin learns about him, he will eagerly come out to see him and look for him. However, he has sent signals several times in succession, but King Qin has never appeared. In my heart, He vaguely understood: King Qin really didn’t want to see him. Otherwise, he would have already been looking for him when Liu Wu told him.
It is impossible for a person like him to hold back unless he has given up completely.
She felt a chill in her heart. If King Qin gave up, how sad would Little Hutou's life be? Will Li Tinglan treat him well
An Zhigang had been looking for Hua Rong in the crowd, but this time, Hua Rong was not in casual clothes as last time. He scanned the group of savages for a long time. They were all dressed in similar clothes, wearing big cloaks, and they were riding on horses. It was hard to tell their height. , her face was covered with oil paint, and she couldn't tell the male from the female. She couldn't even tell which one was Hua Rong. Didn't she come
The big snake stepped forward and cupped his hands: "The tributes are all ready. Please take stock of them, please envoy."
An Zhigang also spoke in a business-like tone: "We have taken stock. From now on, both parties will work together and work together."
The two sides high-fived each other as an oath, and the simple peace negotiation ceremony ended.
An Zhigang had already led his men to retreat. Hua Rong was about to call him and ask about Little Hutou's situation, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to ask, and the current situation did not allow her to talk to An Zhigang alone, so she could only Give up.
An Zhi just took a few steps, but couldn't help it anymore. He suddenly whistled and turned around. He saw that the savages were already retreating, but no one responded. Could it be that Hua Rong really didn't come
The savage had gone away. He ran a few steps and a person appeared from the jungle: "What did she say?"
"It seems that Madam is not here."
King Qin was so angry that he almost jumped up. How could he not come? How could that damn girl not come
"No, you must not have recognized her. She likes to dress up as a savage."
An Zhigang was very embarrassed: "My subordinate failed in his duty. I couldn't identify which one is the wife."
King Qin said dullly: "You go first."
"Your Majesty, where are you?"
"I'll stay a little longer."
The surrounding area became quiet, and the lowing of cattle and sheep gradually faded away.
King Qin seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly turned around. On the other side of the Watering River, there was a wild man wearing a feather crown, wearing red and green clothes. Even the hand holding the horse's reins was smeared with oil paint. There was no trace of his former demeanor. Recognize it. It was just a hunch that this dead girl turned into a complete savage! However, he immediately turned around.
"King Qin..."
She sounded a little hesitant.
But he was angry, because this "King of Qin" was coming back after a long separation, why couldn't it be Qin Shangcheng
"King Qin..."
He did not look back, wearing a feather crown, and the circle behind his head was also inlaid with pearls and shells. His body was like an iron tower, and his horse was also sturdy and black, as if he were looking at a high wall.
Hua Rong faced his back, as if they were reunited again after a lifetime, but unexpectedly they both became savages! She didn't know what to say, so she was silent for a while and then said: "Congratulations on getting married and having your own son..."
He chuckled, raised his feet, and seemed to be leaving.
The laughter was even more harsh in her ears. Seeing that he was leaving, Hua Rong couldn't help but ask: "Little Hutou, is he okay?"
He said calmly: "I have been gone for a long time, and I don't know if he is well or not; anyway, he is probably not dead yet."
"King Qin, thank you, thank you for taking care of the little tiger head for me..."
He interrupted her and was very impatient: "I'm tired of it, Hua Rong, I'm not your nanny. The little tiger is mischievous, and I can't bear to take care of him alone. You should be responsible for your son, and It’s not like I just pushed him away..."
Hua Rong was speechless and couldn't answer. After a long while, he struggled to say: "I... I'm sorry for him, and I'm sorry for you..."
I feel sour, I feel sorry for myself! Girl, why is she sorry for herself
"Why did you come to Liao Kingdom? Just to be the leader of the barbarians?"
She didn't answer. This was a road of revenge that was full of risks and dangers, and she even did it knowingly that it was impossible. Therefore, she must not drag King Qin into trouble, just as her husband had repeatedly warned her not to take revenge herself.
"King Qin, I'm sorry, little Hutou caused you trouble..."
"You knew it was trouble but you still wanted to leave it to me!? Did I owe you something by nature? Even if I owed you, I would have paid it off long ago."
“…”
There was a pain in my heart, but I still insisted on asking: "Little Hutou, is he following Uncle San or Miss Li... Mrs. Qin?"
"The third uncle is old and he can no longer take care of the children."
That means following Li Tinglan
Follow Yelü Dayong’s daughter
Suddenly I felt angry. It was because I trusted King Qin that I entrusted the little tiger head to him. Who knew that there was no one who could absolutely be trusted in this world.
Her voice trembled slightly: "King Qin, you promised me that you would treat the little tiger head as your biological son..."
"That's because I didn't have a biological son of my own yet!"
Now that there is a little tiger head, he has become a redundant person
Hua Rong was speechless and couldn't believe it. King Qin couldn't bear it. As soon as he hit the horse, he left without looking back. Hua Rong shouted: "King Qin... King Qin..."
However, the sound of horse hooves was as fast as the wind, but where was his shadow
She turned the horse's head sadly and walked back slowly. Then she remembered that from the beginning to the end, King Qin never looked back or even looked at her.
If it weren't for a complete break, how could it be according to his temperament
Anyway, he is already married, so this is how he should behave, isn't he? Do I still want to have a close relationship with him and ask him to continue to work hard and uncomplaining in the past
She smiled bitterly, feeling intensely worried about her son. She almost wanted to put on a pair of wings, fly to her son, and reunite mother and son immediately. This was her obligation and responsibility, and she could no longer push it to anyone else.
… …
She looked back again, the jungle was quiet, and King Qin had completely gone away, riding away from the dust. She smiled bitterly. She used to be afraid that King Qin would pester her and avoid him, but she didn't expect that now it was the other way around, and he actually avoided her. You have to move quickly, for fear of getting a little bit involved with yourself.
"Little brother, little brother..."
It was the voice of Zhahe. He galloped towards me with sweat on his face: "You haven't caught up with me for a long time. I was afraid that something happened to you."
Hua Rong smiled slightly: "Thank you, Zhahe."
Zhahe touched his hair and said with great interest: "Brother, the tribute has been paid, can we just sit back and relax?"
This is not necessarily true. If King Qin has always been in charge of this land, he can be trusted; but if it were replaced by Yelu Dayong, nothing would be impossible. Years of experience have shown that there are few true people in this world. After a long period of peace of mind, she pondered: "Zhahe, do you think the snakes will agree to migrate?"
"Ah? Why do you want to migrate?"
Hua Rong also felt that it was not reliable. The savages had lived here for generations and already had large-scale wooden houses, crops, livestock, and snakes and flowers for self-defense. If these tens of thousands of people were allowed to wander and migrate, how could they? willing
When we returned to the village, it was already after noon. Under the big trees, children were playing in groups. When they were not studying or helping adults work, they were playing and learning hunting skills. At this time, these children They were practicing throwing and hunting hares and other small animals along the perimeter. When they saw Hua Rong, the children shouted together: "Hello, leader."
Hua Rong looked at these upturned smiling faces. They were truly carefree. She casually touched the little face of a girl wearing a leaf grass skirt. She had dark skin, smooth and lovely teeth, and fine white teeth. She looked at these A group of jumping children suddenly moved in their hearts. If Lu Wenlong and Little Hutou lived here, like these children, wouldn't they be happy and carefree? Especially little Hutou, he is alone on the island, alone, and has no friends.
She was so excited by this idea that she couldn't help but smile, almost jumping up: "Zhahe, Zhahe..."
Zhahe said in surprise: "Brother, what's wrong?"
She lowered her voice: "I want to bring the little tiger head here, and the Wenlong child..."
Zhahe asked in surprise: "Isn't the little tiger head doing well on the island? Besides, how could the fourth prince allow the little prince to live here?"
After the ladle of cold water was poured down, Hua Rong felt that he was too naive. Although Jin Wushu was used to being hypocritical, he really loved Lu Wenlong and fulfilled his father's responsibility. He wanted to take away the child. , easier said than done