After continuous heavy rain, the temperature on the grassland dropped significantly.
In about ten days, the vacationing nobles will return home.
Yelv Guanyin walked into Wang Junhua's compartment with a ginseng. Wang Junhua liked luxury and brought a large number of maids and gold and silver belongings with her. The fourth prince also treated her favorably, so her compartment in the big tent was the largest and most Luxurious, no less than the boudoir of aristocratic women in the capital.
A large long-haired brocade carpet from the Song Dynasty was spread on the ground, which made people reluctant to step on it, but Yelu Guanyin rushed in, stepping on the carpet with her boots stained with traces of rain and grass, but she didn't care and went straight to Wang Junhua's bedside: "Sister, are you feeling better? I found a ginseng stick and brought it to you..."
Wang Junhua sat up and said, "Thank you sister, my family has been feeling much better these past two days. Well, thanks to the fourth prince, I found a witch doctor to give my family detailed diagnosis and treatment. This witch doctor from Dajin is just extraordinary, better than the ones in the Song Dynasty palace." The imperial doctor is much more powerful. Wang Jixian and others are really incomparable..."
Yelv Guanyin sneered in her heart, it was not the witch doctor who was great, but the Fourth Prince.
"Sister, the Fourth Prince really has nothing to say to you..."
Wang Junhua's complexion has indeed improved a lot. A strange red plaster was applied to the wound. He has been silent for a whole day and now he is talking eloquently, "The slave family has always been afraid. Unexpectedly, the fourth prince came to visit the slave family yesterday and today." … The slave family is so virtuous and capable... Sister, you can rest assured... "
Yelu Guanyin was surprised and happy: "Really?"
Wang Junhua lowered his voice slightly: "My maids outside inquired and said that Hua Rong was imprisoned in a small tent and was not allowed to leave. If the little prince dies, the fourth prince will never spare her..."
"My sister is really clever and clever. I am a female Zhuge. My sister is willing to be defeated..."
Wang Junhua was so proud that he had to take action when it was time to take action. Getting rid of Yue Pengju was the most obvious advantage he had over Hua Rong. For this couple, she had been eating to death. Yue Pengju died, why couldn't Hua Rong die? Now, isn’t it killing two birds with one stone
"Sister, it's a pity, why isn't that little bastard still dead?"
"Sister, please don't worry, I went to a witch doctor today..."
Wang Junhua was shocked. Could it be that Yelu Guanyin had done something else
"That little bastard, he must die..."
Wang Junhua looked at the tent. It was silent inside and outside, and there was also the protection of his most sincere maid from Song Dynasty. Even a fly couldn't even think of sneaking in.
She took out a box and handed it over: "Sister, this gift is for you..."
Yelu Guanyin hurriedly declined: "We sisters are now grasshoppers in the same boat, and we have to work together in the same boat. Sister, you don't have to be polite..."
As she spoke, she opened the box and saw the bright light inside, but it was not dazzling. It was the luster of first-class jewelry. Even though she was well-informed, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sister, where did you get this good thing?"
Wang Junhua was very proud: "This is someone's bribe to old man Qin Hui. It's unique..."
Yelv Guanyin saw that when she mentioned her husband at this time, she showed that she had no intention of competing for favor or wooing him, so she no longer refused: "Thank you for your kindness, sister. I am ashamed to accept it."
There was a depressing and dull atmosphere in the small tent. Lu Wenlong closed his eyes tightly and breathed evenly. Even the trauma was gradually getting better, but he still couldn't wake up.
Hua Rong has tried all kinds of methods, but to no avail.
Jin Wushu strode in from outside, holding a bunch of medicines he found from nowhere in his hand: "Hua Rong, take a look, will this be effective?"
Hua Rong took it in her mouth and smelled it carefully, shook her head and put it aside.
A witch doctor walked in. He was new. He was found by people sent by Jin Wushu from a small tribe in the Jin Kingdom.
As soon as he came in, Hua Rong felt that this person looked very familiar, and his cold aura was like a sudden winter rain in summer.
He also looked at Hua Rong, very surprised.
"you… "
"It's you!?"
The two of them exchanged glances, and Hua Rong recognized that this person was actually the witch doctor who treated him for the first time after he was injured by King Qin. At that time, it was because of his strange method that he was able to heal himself. Stay alive.
She was overjoyed, knowing that this witch doctor was much more powerful than other witch doctors, and immediately asked him in Jurchen language: "Master, let's see if this child can be saved?"
Jin Wushu also said something hastily.
The witch doctor's eyes kept falling on Hua Rong, obviously curious about why she was sitting here unscathed. He did not listen to the urging of the two of them, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Hua Rong's hand.
Hua Rong was surprised, and Jin Wushu was also slightly angry: "What are you doing?"
However, he suddenly let go of his hand, looked at Hua Rong, showing surprise, and asked in a murmur, "Where is he? Where is he?"
Hua Rong realized that the witch doctor was asking about King Qin.
"He, his breath..."
She was shocked, how could this witch doctor smell King Qin's breath with his own breath? What does he mean when he says King Qin is here? Did King Qin sneak into Jin Wushu's camp
She subconsciously looked around, where was the shadow of King Qin
Jin Wushu was very curious and asked hurriedly: "Master, what did you say?"
The witch doctor did not speak anymore, but looked at Hua Rong from head to toe again suspiciously.
Jin Wushu became impatient: "Master, look at the little prince. As long as he is saved, I will reward you heavily..." He waved his hand, and his entourage had already brought up a large plate of gold ingots, which were placed on the table in a bright yellow color. superior.
The witch doctor turned his head and seemed to say that he would not be rewarded for his efforts.
Jin Wushu, however, was very affectionate: "Master, this is not a reward, it is just a greeting gift. Please take your time, master. As long as the little prince gets better, I will definitely receive a heavy reward from you in the future."
The witch doctor walked over without saying a word.
His method of diagnosis was very strange. It was not Dr. Zhongyuan's way of looking, hearing and asking, but standing three feet away from Lu Wenlong, staring at him, raising his hands above his head, and kept drawing on his chest. Then, his movements became slower and slower. , but the amplitude is getting bigger and bigger. Hua Rong can clearly see that it is somewhat similar to Tai Chi in the Central Plains.
After a while, green smoke suddenly appeared from his head, thin and rushing upwards. Hua Rong hurriedly looked at the smoke, but Lu Wenlong remained indifferent and his eyelids were tightly closed.
She was about to ask, but she saw that the witch doctor suddenly became weak, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy and was sweating profusely.
Jin Wushu also saw that something was wrong with the boss and hurriedly asked: "Master, is he the little prince?"
The witch doctor didn't answer, but turned around and ran away in a hurry, not even asking for the consultation fee.
"Master, master..."
Jin Wushu chased after him, but the witch doctor ran like a whirlwind, and soon his body disappeared without a trace.
Jin Wushu was greatly disappointed. Looking at his child, he couldn't hold back his anger: "Hua Rong, when will you wake up?"
Hua Rong was thoughtful and didn't answer. He urged again: "Hua Rong, what should I do?"
Hua Rong suddenly raised his head: "Fourth Prince, in order to cure my son, I want to take him to another place."
Jin Wushu was overjoyed: "Where? Where can I cure my son? We will set off immediately..."
"No! No, you can't go to that place!"
Jin Wushu shouted: "Why?"
For no reason, the Big Snake tribe must not be exposed to Jin Wushu's sight, otherwise it will become another expansion of Jin's territory. These savages are brave and good at fighting. If they are used as thugs and vanguards to launch another war against the Song Dynasty, they will be decadent. The Song State was even more vulnerable.
Zhao Deji deserves to die, but Song Guo does not!
These are two different things!
"Hua Rong, what on earth were you doing these days? Being mysterious all day long?"
Hua Rong didn't answer.
Outside, there was a neighing sound in the black moonlight. The sound was somewhat different from that of other horses. It was even more majestic and resonant, like a warrior singing at night. The wind rustled and the water became cold.
"Hua Rong, where did your black moonlight come from?"
"Hua Rong, where is Zhahe? Why didn't he come with you this time?"
"Hua Rong, how many secrets do you keep?"
"Hua Rong, please tell me..."
No matter how he asked, Hua Rong just turned a deaf ear, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought. These days, witch doctors came in and out, and tried all methods. He even recited the witch doctor's curse hundreds of times. .
Jin Wushu was angrily and saw that the woman opposite had her eyes closed and looked very haggard. These days, she had been taking care of her son day and night and judging various treatment methods. She was almost exhausted from exhaustion.
He stood up and walked to the door.
"Fourth Prince..."
He was overjoyed: "Hua Rong, have you thought of a way?"
Hua Rong shook his head: "How is Wang Junhua?"
He felt strange that Hua Rong thought of Wang Junhua at this time
"Don't worry, she is seriously injured and will never be able to escape. Moreover, the secret letter sent by this prince to the Song Dynasty has probably been delivered to Qin Hui..."
Hua Rong closed her eyes again and leaned on the big chair, holding a rose-red porcelain cup in her hand. The tea inside was still steaming. She wanted to take a sip, but she felt so tired that she almost fell asleep holding the cup. .
Jin Wushu was about to reach the door when he stopped and looked at her carefully again. He felt more and more strange about Hua Rong's behavior. He had been content with his vacation these days and didn't think about anything. But at this moment, he felt more and more strange. The more doubts I have, I feel that Hua Rong is definitely not the Hua Rong I am familiar with.
What is she doing
His eyes fell on that familiar face. After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly looked down and saw that the pale face was a little more red because of the mist of tea, and the lips were also slightly red, which was a natural rose. Generally rosy in color, the hand holding the tea cup is still slender and soft.
At this moment, I suddenly couldn't help myself. I moved my steps slightly, and kept looking straight at the reddish lips. My heart suddenly jumped, as if I had been invited by the most bewitching sexual intercourse.
He was almost standing less than an inch in front of her, his clothes were almost touching hers, and he could even faintly detect the heat and faint warmth brought by his breath.
My mouth is dry, as if the person who has been guarding it for many years has finally opened the treasure house.
I have been chasing this woman for so long, but I have never gotten it!
Because of this, he hopes to get it, get it immediately, get it immediately, taste her special taste, tenderness and love, which is a kind of ecstasy charm and love that he has never felt from any woman in his life. Desire - not getting it, wanting it, is the best thing for a man!