After half a lifetime, what kind of woman can’t get it? He only felt upset, and all his patience was wiped out: "Hua Rong, this prince is warning you for the last time, you must not be with King Qin again, otherwise, he will be the second Yue Pengju..."
As if she had an extremely ominous premonition, she no longer dared to regard Jin Wushu's threat as a joke. Peng Ju's death was a living example. As long as Jin Wushu aimed at the King of Qin, he would do anything to attack him.
"Hua Rong, listen carefully, either you become my wife! Or, you keep your husband's integrity! If there is a third man, then this prince must kill him..."
Hua Rong laughed loudly.
"why are you laughing?"
His eyes turned to the vast grassland in front, where there were soldiers lined up neatly, wearing iron armor, as many as tens of thousands of people, with shining flags and well-equipped equipment. His tone was very arrogant: "Hua Rong, you can't even hope to fight against the huge army with your own strength. army. Don’t take my prince’s grace and tolerance for you as your own greatness... "
Hua Rong clenched his fists. Indeed, this is a world where force speaks completely.
As soon as her eyes flashed, Jin Wushu had already grabbed her wrist, and said hard, gritting his teeth: "Hua Rong, I have never put so much thought into any woman, and spent so much money on any woman, don't be too ungrateful. .Whether you want to be a princess or a widow is up to you..."
Hua Rong struggled fiercely, but couldn't get rid of him. He felt that the face of the person in front of him had never changed from beginning to end. He didn't even need to pretend anymore. After pretending for a long time, he was still very tired! He will be relaxed.
"Fourth Prince, let me tell you too! Don't think that I was merciful to you before, and I will be merciful now!" She lowered her voice, "Don't forget, your life is still in my hands at any time."
Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "To be honest, my prince has taken a kind of elixir, Hua Rong. How many times have you seen my prince fall ill again these days?"
Hua Rong was shocked. Indeed, Jin Wushu had never been ill these days. She subconsciously asked, "Who gave it to you?"
"You have nothing to do with this!"
He let go of Hua Rong's hand, sneered, and then strode away.
In the distance, a figure flashed in the woods, and one person quietly left.
Hua Rong stood there blankly. The origin of this poison was very strange. Who could give Jin Wushu the antidote? Wang Junhua or Yelu Guanyin? No wonder Jin Wushu was so confident and completely tore off his disguise.
She was flustered and turned around to leave.
Black like ink splashed down on the sky, and the moonlight and stars were all hidden.
A person floated over like a ghost, standing in the mangrove, like a fallen leaf, silent. Finally, she heard the sound of horse hooves, and then a whistle. She also blew it three times, which was imitating some kind of bird. sound in response.
The sound of horse hooves soon stopped, and it was quiet among the fallen leaves. A man hurriedly dismounted, came up to him, and called out: "Little brother..."
"Zhahe, have you found him?"
"No. They seem to have left..." Zhahe's voice was very anxious, "Brother, what should we do?"
Hua Rong was speechless for a moment, feeling happy and disappointed at the same time, and vaguely relieved. King Qin left? That's the best thing to do. He may not be able to save his son's poison. If he falls into the hands of Jin Wushu first, it will be difficult for a strong dragon to fight against a local snake, and putting him in danger will be more than worth the gain.
"Brother, do you want to look for me again?"
"Need not… "
"Hua Rong, you are indeed colluding with outsiders!"
A voice sounded behind me! Both of them were shocked, it turned out to be Jin Wushu.
I don't know when there was a huge torch beside him, which made people unable to open their eyes for a while. Hua Rong closed his eyes and opened them again, only to see Jin Wushu standing opposite, followed by more than a dozen guards. Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, his face was ashen: "Hua Rong, tell me, what are you doing sneakily?"
Hua Rong was furious: "Jin Wushu, how dare you follow me?"
"This is my prince's territory! No one can do anything under my nose. Someone..." he waved his hand, "take down this traitor Zhahe who has connections with foreign countries..."
Four guards rushed forward and took Zhahe. Zhahe struggled desperately: "Fourth Prince, this villain has not collaborated with the enemy..."
Hua Rong was shocked and angry: "Fourth Prince, what do you want to do?"
"You hand it over first. What conspiracy is your order Zhahe carrying out for you?"
"I don't have any conspiracy!"
"No? Who else are you lying to? Hua Rong, don't think that this prince doesn't know your details. Where did Black Moonlight come from? How did his son get poisoned? If it weren't for you, how could Wang Junhua kill you?"
Hua Rong almost spit out blood: "Jin Wushu, don't spit blood!"
"To tell you the truth, I keep you here for the sake of my son. Now my son is dead and the murderer is dead. Hua Rong, if you hadn't provoked Wang Junhua, how could Wang Junhua have killed you? What is the use of keeping you here? ? Come here, take down Hua Rong..."
"you dare?"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhahe shouted loudly: "Little brother, run quickly..."
Hua Rong had no time to escape. More than a dozen guards swarmed up. At close range, the bow and arrow could not be fired at all. She took a small bow in her right hand and waved it desperately. However, it was difficult for her to fight with four hands. There were more and more enemies. Jin Wushu Holding the torch in person, his eyes became more and more ferocious: "Hua Rong, you'd better just keep your hands tied..."
"Jin Wushu, you thief..."
"You can't use your words. I have also figured it out. Since killing your husband will end our feud with you, what's the use of keeping you? Why not completely end the grudge with you and kill you and the King of Qin?" That’s it, once and for all…”
Hua Rong couldn't open her mouth at all, because she couldn't even breathe due to the increasingly dense siege. In panic, when she missed her hand, she was hit hard on the shoulder. She screamed, and the small bow was taken away, and two guards grabbed it. He stepped forward and grabbed her from left to right.
"Little brother..." Zhahe shouted hoarsely, but was slapped by a guard, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
"Take him down and keep him in good custody. No one is allowed to approach except this prince!"
This sudden change made Zhahe unable to react at all. Regardless of the blood in his mouth, he yelled: "Fourth Prince, you are such a villain, dressed like a beast, you actually treat your little brother like this... despicable villain..."
Jin Wushu was furious and hit him with another palm. Both sides of his cheeks swelled up and turned into a big fat pig head, which was too horrible to look at. Hua Rong roared: "Jin Wushu, why did you hit him? You have the guts. You kill me immediately..."
Jin Wushu smiled triumphantly: "Killing you is easy, but it is useful for me to keep you! Hahahaha, Hua Rong, do you know? Zhao Deji is secretly investigating your whereabouts. If you are handed over to him, How much benefit do you think this prince will get from the disposal?"
Hua Rong shivered all over and almost collapsed immediately.
There was silence in the small tent.
It was still neat and tidy, with flowers in the vase, neatly arranged needlework, and several completed leopard and tiger skin clothes... But there was no more Hua Rong.
Jin Wushu stood in front of his son's bed and looked at his translucent face.
Se'er floated in like a gust of wind.
"Master, have you got the medicine?"
Se'er took out a small bottle of medicine with a look of surprise on his face: "Fourth Prince, I searched many places before I found this medicine, but it is too little, and the quantity may not be enough..."
Jin Wushu didn't care about his inadequacies and urged: "Hurry up and give it to the little prince."
Se'er poured the medicine into Lu Wenlong, while Jin Wushu watched nervously, his heart beating very fast: "Master, will it be effective?"
Se'er took a step back: "If he doesn't wake up in two days, the little prince will have no choice but to..."
Jin Wushu was unsure when he heard what he said, and became even more nervous: "It still doesn't work?"
"Fourth Prince, don't worry, you won't see the effect until a day later. This is a new medicine, I guess it should be able to remove this poison... "
Jin Wushu felt a little relieved, sat down on the chair, and looked at his newly recruited witch doctor, who was also the most outstanding witch doctor under his banner.
"Fourth Prince, this kind of poison is very rare. If the prediction is correct, he should be an expert..."
"Can you tell the calendar? Is it Yelu Dayong?"
"Yelü Dayong is good at poisoning. He disdains this kind of poison."
"Who is that?"
"I have an enemy who is good at making poison like this."
"where is he?"
"It's a pity that I have been looking for him for a long time, but I have lost news. The medicine boy said that he was traveling and has been away for more than a year."
Jin Wushu was greatly disappointed and sat silently speechless.
He changed the subject: "Master, do you really know the whereabouts of King Qin?" He was very surprised that Se'er could judge King Qin's movements from Hua Rong's blood, and found it completely incredible.
Se'er said decisively: "That's right! King Qin must have been near Sui Liao. Otherwise, such a strong smell would not have appeared. Fourth Prince, do you have any issues with King Qin?"
Jin Wushu said slowly: "What do you think of King Qin?"
"Back then, he held Hua Rong and asked me to rescue him, and the reward was a thousand-year-old ginseng root. This man is strong-willed and unyielding, but why did he have a problem with the Fourth Prince?"
Jin Wushu looked at the curtain door of the tent. When the wind blew, it made a strange sound. Yes, it is really strange between people. He actually formed a deep hatred with the King of Qin. The cause was just a root. Ganoderma lucidum. Moreover, it is also because of Hua Rong.
Hua Rong, Hua Rong!
"Master, is it difficult to kill King Qin?"
There was a look of embarrassment in Se'er's eyes: "This person is not easy to deal with. He doesn't take hard or soft tactics. I tried his kung fu back then and he was a top master... "
"Oh? You mean, there's nothing you can do against him?"
Se'er took refuge in the fourth prince, knowing that he had all the power in the world, and was afraid that he would despise him and never be reused, so he hurriedly said: "I will do my best!"
Jin Wushu's expression slowly softened a little, and he turned back to the big tent.
He was very disturbed. A room full of concubines dressed up in fancy clothes were looking outside the door. He suddenly saw Xiaowei's face. She wore her hair in a girl's bun and wore goose-yellow clothes. She was as fresh as a spring willow.
"Xiaowei, you come in, everyone else gets out."
Under the extremely jealous gazes of all the concubines, Xiaowei suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, walked over, got a blessing, and gently nestled against his legs: "The slave family has met the fourth prince."
Jin Wushu's hand stroked her hair, which was as soft as the smoothest silk. "Xiaowei, please sing a song for me."
Pipa, palace clothes, snow-white hands.
Xiaowei sat opposite, not still holding the pipa to partially cover her face, but tilting her head, completely revealing her slightly cunning girlish face, and sang a song "Midnight Music":
The weather is sunny, the smoke is fine, the wind is warm, and the suburbs are clear and leisurely. The pavilions are gradually decorated, and beautiful trees are scattered. The dancing waist is hard, the green poplars are reflected, the peach trees are light, and the plum blossoms are countless. The beautiful swallows and the flowing orioles. Fight bilingualism.
There are clusters of Cui'e on the south road, creeping shadows and red shades, moving slowly and delicately. They raise their pink faces, their beautiful faces are jealous of each other. They hold up their crimson silk sleeves. The cloud servant girl is trembling in the wind, half-covering her sandalwood mouth, shy, peeking at people behind her back. Fighting with grass, laughing and gambling.
Seeing this wonderful scene, I suddenly feel dissipated and become melancholy. When I think about it, I wonder where the lightness is. When I am patient, I live up to my youth's leisure. I look forward to the sky and return to the setting sun. I don't know where the joyful waves will go.
Her tune was sad and sad, and she seemed to be lamenting that beauty ages quickly and youth fades away. Jin Wushu stretched out his hand, and she snuggled up to her like a well-behaved cat. The girl's body fragrance hit his nostrils, Jin Wushu was a man in his prime, and Fei Liu Xiahui hugged her slender waist and said, "Xiaowei, I cannot let you spend your youth in leisure."