"Hua Rong, waiting like this is not an option. I will immediately send people to search. We will search all over the fourth prince's house to find the antidote..."
"Fourth Prince, you are wasting your efforts. Which poisoner would be stupid enough to hide the antidote on his body and wait for you to search for it?"
Jin Wushu was speechless: "Hua Rong, what do you think we should do?"
Hua Rong pondered for a moment and asked, "Fourth Prince, who do you think is the most likely murderer?"
He said decisively: "It's either Wang Junhua or Yelu Guanyin. The latter is more likely."
Hua Rong was surprised. Since his heart was like a mirror, why did he allow Yelu Guanyin to come back
"However, I have carefully questioned those children and cross-examined Wu Qimai and others. It is impossible for the two of them to have a chance to make a move. Is there anyone else besides them?"
This is also where Hua Rong is confused. It stands to reason that Lu Wenlong has never had any contact with the two of them from beginning to end. She has checked the kettle he brought and the food he ate. There is indeed no trace of poisoning. Even the food in the kettle She also studied the remaining water carefully and found that there was no problem with it, and there was no problem with the grassland where the accident occurred.
"Hua Rong, what do you think?"
Hua Rong was about to answer, but thought of something but forgot. She touched the child's breath, and suddenly felt a slight warmth, but she remained calm for a while, until she was convinced that the child's breath was really coming. There were obvious ups and downs. Jin Wushu was waiting for her answer, and saw a flash of joy on her face. He was suspicious, and reached out to his son's nose. Sure enough, there was a slight heat. He was so happy that he actually jumped. He stood up and was about to speak, but was stopped by Hua Rong in a low voice: "Don't show off..."
He immediately fell silent and whispered with a slightly trembling voice: "Is the child saved?"
Hua Rong didn't know which medicine had the effect, but the medicine from the Orochi Tribe was indeed effective.
"Hua Rong, what medicine did you use?"
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Jin Wushu stared at her guarded eyes, his heart froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Hua Rong, are you always on guard against me!?"
"Yes?" she said lightly.
"Hua Rong, I have never been wary of you!"
Who knows!
Hua Rong couldn't understand why he kept mentioning these annoying things at such a moment
She said calmly: "Fourth Prince, you go and rest, I will take care of it myself."
He was very stubborn: "No, my son, I don't trust him."
Hua Rong didn't say anything anymore, just leaned against the bedside and closed her eyes to rest.
Jin Wushu was also sitting on the chair, never leaving.
The heavy rain started last night and hasn't stopped for a moment. I don't know why he was frightened, but a group of birds flew over the big tree in the rain, making a horrifying sound. Jin Wushu's legs and feet were a little numb, so he stood up and walked Go outside the door and look at the endless green grass. It is covered by the rain curtain, and it is a blurry world on the water. Looking back again, Hua Rong is leaning on the bed with her eyes closed, her brows are very tired, and in her sleep, a hand is holding her Holding his son, his other hand still held the small bow tightly, his fingers showing an extremely pale color.
The wind blew gently, bringing a chill. He saw Hua Rong shrinking and coughing slightly. He looked around, took a small brocade blanket and walked over, covering her body gently. Hua Rong Rong woke up suddenly and swung his small bow out of habit. Jin Wushu couldn't dodge, and hit him hard on the shoulder with the bow, causing him splitting pain.
He screamed, and Hua Rong stood up suddenly, saw the blanket on his body slipping off, looked at Jin Wushu's eyes, and said lightly: "Fourth Prince, I'm sorry..."
This apology was said so gently, and the burning pain on his shoulder suddenly subsided. Jin Wushu covered his shoulder: "It's okay. Hua Rong, it's getting cold, you should put on more clothes..."
Outside, the waiter came to deliver breakfast, and a table full of food of various flavors was placed.
Hua Rong cleaned up briefly and sat down tiredly. Jin Wushu immediately pushed two plates of side dishes that suited her taste in front of her. For some reason, his son was dying, so he subconsciously wanted to get closer to her, as if the bond that maintained the relationship was broken. , the two of them separated.
Hua Rong ate something, looked up, and saw Jin Wushu devouring his food. It was obvious that he had been hungry all night. He looked up while eating, and saw Hua Rong looking at him. He was startled, as if there was something foreign on his face. Slightly startled.
It was raining heavily outside, but relatively silent inside. Such a strong feeling, this is the feeling of a family, working together for a common goal and for the people we love together.
"Hua Rong, don't worry, I will cure your son no matter what."
I hope so. As long as he is willing to sincerely think about his children.
The heavy rain stopped, and by noon, the sun burst into the sky. The rain washed the prairie, the sky was clear, and the grass was a deep dark green. Jin Wushu brought in a handful of wild flowers and put them on the table. Only the flowers were visible. Rong was sitting at the end of the bed, sewing a piece of leopard skin clothing. It was the first leopard Lu Wenlong had shot, and it was originally given to his mother.
"Hua Rong, this is a gift from my son."
Hua Rong bit off the needle and thread: "I will make a winter coat for the child. Once he goes back to Beijing, the weather will be cold, so he will need it..." She looked at the large bunch of wild flowers and remembered that a few days ago, her son came back from picking nasturtiums every day. , the flowers that keep changing every day, he said, make it feel like home. Such a lively child is now lying motionless on the bed, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. She stood up with a sigh, silently took a few, and inserted them into her trousers. In a kiln vase.
Such a simple bouquet of flowers, when placed in the vase, suddenly became well-organized and had an extra charm out of thin air. Jin Wushu looked around and realized that in just such a moment, the tent seemed to have changed. It was so elegant, clean and tidy. He was so excited that he ran to his son's bed and held his hand: "Son, wake up quickly. Mom has tidied the tent to your liking. Mom will also make tea for you to drink... "
Lu Wenlong closed his eyes tightly and was still unconscious.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Hua Rong: "During the plague at the beginning of the year, almost all of my biological sons died. I was also very sad. I once asked gods for divination and asked witch doctors for advice, hoping to have another biological son of my own... But Now, if Wen Long can wake up, I would rather never have a biological son of my own in this life!"
Hua Rong was shocked.
These words were completely different from Jin Wushu's sweet words to him. They were a strong impact. At this moment, he was not acting, not at all, but out of the deepest fatherly love, a The most sincere feelings a man can have.
It was a kind of female intuition. For the first time in her life, the treacherous and sinister fourth prince could be so sincere!
She closed her eyes slightly and said nothing. After a long while, she took out the pill bottle in her arms, estimated that the time was up, and took two more pills for her son.
… …
Jin Wushu also reached out and touched it. This time, his son's breathing was obviously much more even. He relaxed slightly, with a hint of joy, and looked at the clothes on the mattress, including tiger skin and leopard skin. After a simple It was sewn and used some simple inlays such as tortoise shells and shells. It looks beautiful and elegant. They are all Lu Wenlong's winter clothes.
He laughed: "Hua Rong, my son has always kept the tiger skin clothes you made for him in Elong Town. Later, when he grew up and couldn't wear them anymore, he kept them and refused to throw them away. This child..."
"Fourth Prince, if the child wakes up, I will also make you a tiger skin dress."
Jin Wushu opened his mouth wide and suddenly turned his head. His eyes were dry and astringent. After a while, he turned back. By this time, Hua Rong had already taken out the medicine and began to wipe some superficial wounds on his son's body.
In a moment of passion, he was almost incoherent: "Hua Rong, you can actually take your son over. I swear that I will treat him well in this life, just like I did to Wenlong..."
Hua Rong laughed and couldn't help but pause while applying the medicine. Let Jin Wushu raise and take care of Yue Pengju's son? Wouldn't Pengju be so angry that he would jump out from under the Nine Springs
She was shocked by this strange thought. What if there was something that could make Pengju angry enough? And Brother Lu, is he dead or alive? Where exactly are you? Why has it disappeared without a trace since then
She silently recited three times in her heart: Pengju, you must protect Wenlong's child from waking up.
Jin Wushu looked at the wonderful gentle smile on her face. This was the first time he looked at her after she came back, and he realized that she was completely in the tight-fitting costume of a Hu woman, which was a very convenient way to hunt. She is dressed as if she is about to embark on a long journey and the battlefield at any time. But even such simple clothing cannot hide the familiar style, especially when she smiles like this, every stitch, every move is full of the most beautiful things. The charm of gentle women and motherhood.
His heart was agitated and he couldn't help himself: "Hua Rong, you have been wandering all these years, don't you want to live a peaceful life? Stay, okay? At least, I can take care of you and your son, Let your mother and son have no worries. Besides, Wenlong, he likes you so much and treats you as his biological mother. How can you bear to leave him after he wakes up? "
The smile on her lips deepened. Yes, when Wenlong woke up, how could she bear to leave him again
Because of this strange smile, Jin Wushu's clenched fists unclenched again, as if a grand negotiation had finally come to an end. Could it be that his son's injury was an opportunity for him? If not, how many times have you ever seen Hua Rong smile like this
He has countless women, and has always enjoyed the flattery and flattery of his wives and concubines. For a time, he did not understand the sincerity and hypocrisy of women, and wanted to see who smiled the most charmingly and served him the most comfortably. However, despite this, Hua Rong's deliberate tenderness in the previous paragraph, he But I also understand that it is untrue; because the carefully decorated smile is so fake that there is no trace of warmth.
At this moment, it is different. The smile is gentle, warm as spring, and comes from the heart.
For a moment, he realized that he had never been so close to this woman's heart in his life.
This small tent has almost turned into a small treasure house.
The luxuries brought by the fourth prince on this vacation, the rewards from the Wolf Lord, the rare treasures collected from inside and outside Yanjing, and the treasures bribed by some powerful officials, were almost all piled in a few huge boxes in the corner. Normally, Hua Rong would Seeing these things, she would definitely be overjoyed and thinking about how many weapons she could buy for the Orochi tribe. But at this time, she had no idea and tried every means to treat her son.
Although my son is not dead, he has not woken up. The consequences of dragging him around like this are really unpredictable.
At the same time, the two people in the big tent were also feeling uneasy.
Since that day when Wang Junhua was injured, the fourth prince never stayed in the big tent again. Instead, he stayed in the small tent all day and night, saying he was waiting for his son.