The door of the small tent was closed tightly, and a group of soldiers with loaded guns guarded the area.
Yelu Guanyin stopped and said very reservedly: "I want to go in and see the little prince..."
Wu Qimai came out and bowed: "Mrs. Yelu, please forgive me, but no one can enter without the fourth prince's permission."
Yelu Guanyin smiled: "Master Wu, I am following the order of the Fourth Prince."
"Mrs. Yelu, the Fourth Prince has ordered that no one other than himself is allowed to enter."
Yelv Guanyin was helpless and could only ask: "Is the little prince getting better?"
"Mrs. Yelu, why don't you ask the fourth prince? The fourth prince knows the little prince's situation best."
Yelu Guanyin's teeth were itching with hatred. She kept looking into the tent, but could not see anything. She still kept smiling: "I want to meet that vicious woman Hua Rong..."
"Hua Rong is a wanted criminal. No one is allowed to visit except the fourth prince."
Yelv Guanyin was angry and Wu Qimai clearly didn't take him seriously. Hua Rong was a prisoner, but he was the first lady. How could he not even take a look at her
She raised her voice: "Wu Qimai! I just want to take a look, just take a look."
Wu Qimai's face still showed no expression at all, but she was extremely respectful: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Yelu, I am also following orders. Please don't embarrass me."
Yelv Guanyin saw that she had no choice but to turn around and leave. Although the fourth prince confessed that he had been controlled by Hua Rong's poison in the past, she still had doubts in her heart. Could it be that the fourth prince's obedience in the past few days was done? Even the crown for the princess was made? Even if it's just a show, it's too outrageous, right? With such behavior, how can you say that you will fall out if you fall out? She was getting more and more panicked. She had to take action quickly.
On this day, Jin Wushu had a great harvest. At noon, the servants came back with a lot of game and put it on the fire. The oil sizzled out and the aroma was overflowing. Xiaowei's face turned red and she leaned in his arms. He was not afraid of the heat and kept pouring wine and meat for him, serving him to his satisfaction.
Not far away, a coffin quietly set off. This was the time calculated by the witch doctor of the Jin Kingdom, and he could only set off at this time. Here, Wang Junhua's body would be escorted by a special person and handed over to Qin Hui at the border. Because this matter was carried out secretly , even the Wolf Lord didn’t know, so it was completely escorted by secret troops sent by Wang Junhua’s guards and Jin Wushu.
The maids were all lightly dressed and wore black mourning clothes. Everyone's face was solemn, and the dark coffin added an aura of death. There was only one Yelu Guanyin to bid farewell. Because of her friendship with Wang Junhua, so The fourth prince gave her special permission to give her a ride. She said a few words to a maid, and then rode with her. It wasn't until she had gone more than twenty miles and watched everyone walking on a path leading out of the grassland that she reined up her horse and said goodbye. tone.
The crowd did not stop, but the horse raced faster, and the carriage carried the coffin for dozens of miles. By this time, the sun had set, and everyone was sweating profusely. They had to sit down to take a breath and drink water.
At this moment, a maid walked up to the coffin and took a careful look at the black paint on the side of the coffin. At first glance, she thought the wood was not very tight, and it was hidden in a hidden place, so it could not be seen at all.
She waved her hand and ordered a guard: "Open the coffin!"
The guard was shocked: "No, you can't disturb the coffin of Madam Guo!"
"If I tell you to drive, just drive."
The guard had no choice. This was Wang Junhua's personal maid and she had great power. He stretched out his hand and opened the coffin. A figure sat upright and spat heavily on the coffin. It was obviously a "dead person", but he stood up straight.
"Oh my god, there's a ghost..."
He turned around and ran away, scared out of his mind.
"Stop, this is the State Lady! The State Lady is not dead!"
The maid shouted loudly, and the guard who ran away seven or eight steps stopped and looked at Wang Junhua who sat up in confusion. Except for her face, which was a little gray, she was safe and sound. Her eyes widened and she cursed: "Idiot, I'm not dead."
Everyone was surprised and happy, and gathered around: "Mrs. Qin..."
"Mrs. Guo..."
"Thank God!"
Wang Junhua touched her head and face. Even though she was covered with a layer of rare cold jade, she could not stop the suffocation and scorching heat. She had not seen the sun for many days, and she was extremely uncomfortable: "Idiot, you damn slave, you still don't get water." come over?"
A maid quickly handed over the water. She tilted her neck and took a big sip before looking around: "Is anyone catching up?"
The maid smiled to please her: "Mrs. Guo has a clever plan. This prairie belongs to the power of the Jin Kingdom. The fourth prince has released it. Who dares to come? What's more, that bitch Hua Rong has been imprisoned by the fourth prince... "
Wang Junhua laughed three times: "Hahaha, that bitch Hua Rong wants to fight with me, but she doesn't even know what she is made of... The fourth prince will gain an advantage by killing her with one knife. It's best to get her to the capital." The laundry house was ruined by thousands of Jurchen men. Hahahaha, I must try to get her back to the Song Dynasty and hand her over to Zhao Deji for torture, hahaha... "
"Don't worry, Mrs. Guo. With Mrs. Yelu here, Hua Rong will definitely not have a good life."
"Good, good, well done. Mrs. Yelu is indeed a talent."
"Ms. Yelu is certainly shrewd, but she is far inferior to Mrs. Guo. If Mrs. Guo hadn't been strategizing, how could she have such a plan?"
This flattery was very useful to Wang Junhua. She was sitting on the luxurious carriage, feeling very proud. Hua Rong thought that she was unaware of the ghost, but little did he know that since the first time he saw her on the grassland, he knew that she was here to kill him. She also felt regretful that in order to avoid Hua Rong's persecution, she had to hide it from the fourth prince and design an escape together with Yelu Guanyin.
A maid combed her hair, another maid changed her clothes, and took a handkerchief to wipe her carefully: "Madam, after staying here, the slaves will take good care of you. Take a bath and sleep. Madam, I guarantee you will be better than any other." Beautiful every time…”
Wang Junhua glanced at the bronze mirror and saw that her round and chubby face had returned to the oval face of the past. Although she was haggard, she had regained a bit of elegance. Moreover, her injuries were healed by Yelu Guanyin. She was in high spirits, which was a blessing in disguise. It is worth suffering for a few days in exchange for losing weight completely and maintaining a slim figure.
She looked at the bronze mirror in the hands of the maids, and while looking at it, she instructed them how to wear jewelry, and asked: "Is the person in charge here?"
"We will be there in another seven or eight miles. The master has sent someone to meet us. Madam, we are absolutely safe."
"Hahaha, everything is fine. It's just a pity that I can't see Hua Rong's tortured death with my own eyes..." At this time, she was fully dressed, her hair was full of pearls, and her face was smeared with light powder. She looked charming again. Madam.
"Let's set off immediately. When we arrive at the pick-up point, I will be rewarded with many rewards, hahaha..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a chill. It was obviously summer, the sun was setting, and there was still a trace of oily sweat on her face. How could she feel cold? So cold!
black!
The first thing that caught the eye was boundless darkness - it came too quickly, so the vision was magnified. A man in tight black clothes, a horse as shiny as black coal, the horse's hooves were also wrapped in black, making no sound. Like a black cloud rushing over, like a gust of wind, the shiny mane was combed, like a piece of brocade, suddenly rushing down from the air.
The people from Mashan were holding a black cylinder in their hands. It was made of a special kind of bamboo. Inside was a dense collection of blow darts - thin bamboos like the big needles used by savages to hunt small animals. It is sharp and sharp, and is fired through a special device of the syringe. It is no less powerful than the most powerful hidden weapon in the Central Plains.
"ah… "
"Wow… "
After several consecutive screams, before everyone had time to react, seven or eight people had already fallen. At the same time, a dozen guards in front had long sharp arrows stuck in their chests. They didn't even know where they were shot from, and they fell. Go down...
Wang Junhua felt her eyes go dark, and a sharp blade was pressed against her chest. She completely lost her reaction and could only stare blankly at the person opposite. The person's eyes were like a leopard's, and his face was red and sweaty. , mixed with a strange and exciting coquettishness.
Two pairs of eyes faced each other, full of hatred.
"Oh, Wang Junhua, I really underestimated you. You actually thought of cooperating with Yelu Guanyin and cheating your death and escaping."
Her voice was sharp, like a cat whose neck was stepped on and broken: "Hua Rong, why are you here?"
Hua Rong smiled slightly, panting heavily, and sweat flowed down his face: "Where do you think I should be? I'm being held captive in the Fourth Prince's tent?"
She shouted hoarsely: "Is it the Fourth Prince? The Fourth Prince actually set a trap for you? He actually treated me like this? The Fourth Prince actually really wants to kill me..." She burst into tears. This fact made her even more sad than her current situation. Desperate.
Hua Rong shook his head, and with a strong force, the sharp blade pierced her chest again, and blood came out: "Wang Junhua, the fourth prince actually did not want to kill you, it was Yelu Guanyin who killed you..."
She held back the pain and was confused, but she got some comfort: "Nonsense, how could Yelu Guanyin kill me?"
"How did you and her work together?"
Wang Junhua's eyes showed vicious cunning: "Hua Rong, you don't want to know. I won't tell you anything..."
Hua Rong said leisurely and contentedly: "You are already dead, and you still want to make a wedding dress for Yelu Guanyin?"
"This..." Never before at that moment, the fear was so strong. There was no more Qin Hui, no Zhao Deji, no fourth prince, no man to protect him, and even the dead man was about to die. Only the one pressed against his chest. Sharp blade! .He actually fell into Hua Rong’s hands! Alone in her hands!
Hua Rong exerted more force, and the sharp blade went in a little further. Wang Junhua screamed: "Poisonous woman, do you dare to kill me?"
"Why don't I dare to kill you?"
She rolled her eyes desperately: "You should at least want to kill Qin Hui. This time, Qin Hui is coming to the border to meet me..."
Hua Rong sighed: "Ah, what an attractive offer. Killing Qin Hui is far more fulfilling than killing you. It's a pity..."
Wang Junhua was trying to take action in a desperate situation, but when he saw that her tone was slightly relaxed, he was happy and thought, as long as he delays for a while and waits for the corresponding team to arrive, why should he be afraid of her Hua Rong
"Hua Rong... No, Mrs. Yue, please, you know, your husband was killed by Qin Hui, it's none of my business. I'm a woman, and I can only help. I'm not the culprit..."
Hua Rong nodded: "Indeed, Qin Hui deserves to die even more."
"Mrs. Yue, as long as you spare me, I can help you kill Qin Hui..."
Hua Rong tilted his head slightly, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility of this matter.
"Mrs. Yue..."