For two consecutive sunny days, the moonlight on the grassland was like mercury, flowing down as far as the eye could see.
Jin Wushu sat alone on the grass, feeling very upset. His son had not woken up, and the new witch doctor had not yet arrived. Hua Rong, Hua Rong, was tinkering with herbs all day long, and his attitude towards him became increasingly cold. Every time she thinks of Yue Pengju, her attitude towards him becomes doubly cold.
This is the biggest obstacle between the two people. It is hoped that it will be eliminated after Qin Hui is eradicated, but how many twists and turns will they have to go through before that
In the distance, a weeping song came from: "Who can complain about a loneliness? As a preface, I always take it lightly. I knew it would be so difficult to fight, but I regret not keeping it at that time. In addition to being charming and upright, there is nothing special about it. It is in the human heart. If you don’t think about it for a day, your eyebrows will rise a thousand times.”
Jin Wushu frowned: "Who is singing?"
The two guards were also fascinated by what they heard. One of them hurriedly said: "I'll go take a look right away."
A lantern, a burst of dim light, soft figures, swaying long skirts like water, intertwined with the green grass on the ground, as if an elf suddenly walked out of the foggy night. The exquisite body, the charming face, Her eyes are big and round, and her eyebrows fade into tired smoke, which makes her whole person look a little lazy in terms of youthful vitality. She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, which is the most attractive age for girls. A branch with flower bones in bud.
When a man is eighteen years old, he likes a sixteen-year-old girl; when a man is eighty, he also likes a sixteen-year-old girl. It is a man's nature to yearn for the young, delicate and beautiful.
The girl Yingying knelt down and said, "I'm here to see the Fourth Prince..."
Jin Wushu looked her over: "Who are you?"
"Xiao Wei, the slave, is the new slave in the Fourth Prince's Mansion..."
The vacation is coming to an end, and as a rule, some servants, especially young and beautiful women, will be brought back around Yanjing to serve as concubines. This girl is the Jurchen high-ranking official who got Xinuer, and she reciprocates the love and sends it back to the four families. The prince's. Xiaowei came to the fourth prince's tent, but there was no trace of the fourth prince for many days. Originally, there were too many concubines, and there was only one man. If he wanted to be favored, he had to win by surprise. Xiaowei used her singing voice to sing and dance in the moonlight night. Sure enough, it attracted the fourth prince's attention.
Although he has many lovely wives and concubines, he has gradually lost his sense of novelty after facing and playing around with them all day long, and he can no longer show much interest in his concubines. Now that he saw Xiaowei, his eyes lit up.
"Fourth Prince, it's late at night and the wind is strong. I will serve you back to your room..."
The charming voice of the girl who was like a nightingale made his throat tighten again. He stared at the face carefully and glanced at the small tent in front of him in the distance - the lights on that bean were still flickering. Hua Rong must have been awake. He was studying the antidote for his son.
"Fourth Prince..."
"You step back first."
Xiaowei Yingying stepped back.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes were full of interest and excitement. It felt like a big net was unfolding above his head. The fourth prince said today that although he did not immediately favor Xiaowei, he had shown a strong interest, even more than watching. I'm so happy to see Xi Nuer. After all, he is a man who appreciates the culture of the Central Plains. The one who can really fall in love with him must be an innocent girl like Xiaowei.
When the door curtain was lifted, Hua Rong put down the water glass and watched Jin Wushu walk in.
"Hua Rong, would you like to see if this medicine is effective?"
Hua Rong took the medicine bottle, looked at it and asked, "Where did it come from?"
"Yelü Guanyin gave it to them, saying it was their family's secret recipe."
Hua Rong smiled half-heartedly: "Fourth Prince, you are really broad-minded..."
"I want to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."
Hua Rong took the medicine bottle and shook it, then looked at Jin Wushu. When he said this, his expression did not change. Only then did he realize that this man was more unpredictable and scheming than he thought. No wonder he had been there for many years. , whether it is on the battlefield or in domestic political struggles, it can remain invincible.
She said calmly: "Fourth Prince, this is indeed an antidote, but it does not help."
"Don't worry, another witch doctor I invited has arrived. This time the witch doctor is the oldest in the Yuzhai, and he happens to be collecting medicinal materials nearby..."
Hua Rong was always a little afraid of all kinds of witch doctors from the Jin Kingdom and Khitan. Suddenly he thought of King Qin. If he was here, wouldn't it be very dangerous if Jin Wushu discovered him? Jin Wushu hated him so much that he asked him to save his son. Wouldn't he be asking him to fall into a trap? The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Although her son's life was important, so was King Qin's safety. What should we do about this
"Hua Rong, you have been tired these days. The night is very nice tonight. Let's go out for a walk."
Hua Rong responded casually, not knowing what he was talking about. She thought about her thoughts and walked out with him.
On the grass, there were two big tree stumps like two simple stools. The two sat down on the spot. There were a kind of small purple wild flowers everywhere at their feet, swaying in the wind under the moonlight.
Jin Wushu had never experienced such a quiet relationship with her. He turned around and saw that under the moonlight, her face was also a kind of crystal white, just like the moment when they first met many years ago, ah, the yearning when they were young, Dressed in green and beautiful, capable of both literary and martial arts, riding a horse and riding a bridle, she is a descendant of the gods. How can this be compared to a simple beautiful girl
However, the beautiful girl she once was now has signs of haggard on her eyebrows and corners, eroded by time.
Fortunately, there is the moon, which covers all this.
"Hua Rong..."
Hua Rong sat on the tree stump, looking into the distance, thinking of his own thoughts, and never noticed the change in his expression.
"ah?"
"Hua Rong, are you listening to what I'm saying?"
Hua Rong came back to his senses: "I'm sorry, Fourth Prince, what did you just say?"
Jin Wushu was so angry that he grabbed the grass beside him, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said angrily: "Hua Rong, will you marry me?"
Hua Rong looked at him in surprise, thinking he had already woken up! But he is getting more and more crazy.
"I have made a plan. Once my son is well, I will kill Wang Junhua. We will go back to Shangjing first, and then negotiate peace with the Song Dynasty. I will keep you with me and let you participate in the whole process. Hua Rong, tell me, is this prince? Very sincere?”
This condition is indeed tempting enough.
"Hua Rong, don't forget, you accepted the betrothal gift from this prince..."
There is nothing wrong with accepting it, but the pearls and gems on the crown and court uniforms have long been turned into the weapons and funds of the Orochi tribe. Let alone a mere set of crown uniforms, no matter how many things are sent to you, why should you accept them? Wouldn't it be good to maximize the use of resources provided by the enemy to strengthen ourselves? In fact, he learned these tricks from his fourth prince, didn't he
"Hua Rong, if you are worried, all the concubines in the palace will be under your control..."
How to manage it? Become a princess yourself and draw lots every day to let so and so to sleep with the fourth prince? If you think about it this way, you really have "authority"!
She laughed: "Fourth Prince, have you thought about it? Can you be the only woman for the rest of your life?"
He pondered, thinking about the seriousness of this problem, facing a woman day and night, any beautiful woman in his arms, is this true? He felt strange: "Hua Rong, your Song country also has three wives and four concubines. A woman like you, even in the Song Dynasty, is not considered virtuous. Women in your Song Dynasty have the 'seven sins', and jealousy is also a woman's crime." One of the evil deeds is that you have read a lot of poetry and books, why can't you abide by it? What's more, the population of Dajin is sparse, and the more sons a man can have, the greater the benefit to the country and the nation. This is a man's obligation and responsibility. .What do we rely on for our battle? It’s Dajin’s men…”
A few words, in exchange for so many lessons, he had three wives and four concubines, which is a matter of course and a great moral integrity! Hua Rong also felt strange, why was she discussing these boring issues with him
Jin Wushu was very happy to see her ugly face, and his anxiety about his son's critical illness also faded a lot.
At this moment, he sincerely wanted to spend his life with her. Every time he got along with her like this, even if they were bickering, he felt close, cordial and without any distance, like an ordinary couple. This was something he could not get from any woman. The pleasure and fun of those women. Those women can only flatter, flatter, be in awe, or be afraid. How many times have they ever dared to discuss the relationship between the sexes with him like this
"-But, Hua Rong, if you are really willing to marry me, I can try not to find other women..."
She was very curious, what does "try" mean
"Hua Rong, I have always been afraid of you. As long as you don't allow me, how dare I find other women? Or, I can give away all my concubines immediately. Hua Rong, as long as you agree to marry me, I will marry you." I gave birth to many sons…”
Hua Rong interrupted him: "Fourth Prince, my son is not well yet!"
Jin Wushu suddenly stopped his countless reveries and thoughts: "We'll wait until the witch doctor from Yuzhai comes..."
I'm afraid that the witch doctor isn't that capable either.
Hua Rong was about to say something when he suddenly heard a crying voice, stumbling over and shouting: "Fourth Prince, Fourth Prince, it's not good, it's not good..."
Jin Wushu stood up and scolded: "What are you doing in such a hurry?"
The figure came closer and turned out to be Wang Junhua's personal maid. She cried in horror: "It's not good, Mrs. Wang, my wife, she, she,..."
"What's up with her?"
"She's dead!"
"What did you say?"
Even Hua Rong stood up. Is Wang Junhua dead? How could Wang Junhua die
She walked towards the big tent, and Jin Wushu followed her with a livid face.
There was no sound at the door. Obviously, all the female relatives had not received the news. As soon as Jin Wushu walked in, Wang Junhua's maids immediately knelt down and saw Wang Junhua lying on the bed. He had obviously taken some poison, and his face was blue and purple. fear.
Jin Wushu lost his voice and said: "Who poisoned Madam Wang to death?"
The maid cried and picked up a piece of paper: "Ms. Wang, she, she committed suicide..."