Li Tinglan subconsciously touched her belly, with a look of panic on her face. Aunt Xiao quickly comforted her: "Miss, tiger poison cannot eat its seeds. No matter how cruel King Qin is, he will not attack his own flesh and blood. Don't worry."
Li Tinglan's face was even more ugly. She staggered and wanted to look back at Hua Rong, but she didn't dare. She only murmured: "Mrs. Yue is really pitiful. Alas, that child is also pitiful. Where can she find her child now?"
Aunt Xiao thought of something: "I don't know when the king will come back. It would be great if he could come back when the young lady gives birth..."
Li Tinglan didn't answer. She thought of the scene when King Qin almost stamped on the little tiger's head, and her face turned pale.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Li Tinglan shook her head and whispered: "Mrs. Yue is so beautiful."
"It's a pity that the beauty was so miserable. Her husband died and even her son was abandoned. Alas."
As soon as Li Tinglan's master and servant left, the room immediately became quiet.
Hua Rong chased her to the door, still holding a gift for Li Tinglan in her hand. Li Tinglan didn't accept it at all. She couldn't bear it anymore. Why are all the people on this island so weird
Uncle Yang said tremblingly: "Mrs. Yue, please sit down."
How could she be in the mood to sit? He only asked again and again: "Third uncle, please, I want to see little Hutou. I miss him very much."
Uncle Yang looked embarrassed, and after a while he hesitated and said: "Mrs. Yue... Actually, Little Tiger Head is not on the island..."
"Ah?" Hua Rong's voice was trembling, and the gift in his hand fell to the ground: "Uncle Third, little Hutou, did he have an accident?"
Uncle Yang couldn't answer at all.
"Third Uncle, what happened to Little Hutou? Please tell me quickly..." Hua Rong was so anxious that he almost shed tears. All kinds of bad speculations came up. King Qin went to Liao Kingdom, and Little Hutou was not on the island. Go up, no wonder King Qin dared not see him at all.
"Mrs. Yue, please calm down first and listen to me... After you left, the king got married to Li Tinglan. His temper became more and more irritable. Later, he said that he was going to visit his father-in-law Yelu Dayong, so he left... "
Although Sanshu Yang tried his best to speak tactfully, Hua Rong became more frightened the more he listened. He left without saying goodbye. One can imagine the blow to King Qin. What would he do in anger? No wonder Li Tinglan's master and servant were so frightened that they left quickly.
Her mind was buzzing and she was confused: "Third uncle, is the little tiger head attracted by him, by him..."
Seeing that she was panicking, Sanshu Yang was also panicked. He tried to be as tactful as possible and said, "Mrs. Yue, don't be anxious yet. The king has taken away the little tiger head. Although he is angry, he will not be in trouble with the child..."
Hua Rong's face turned pale: "But where is the child?"
Uncle Yang couldn't answer at all.
"Third uncle, did the king say where he took the child?"
"To be honest, you also know the king's temper. I don't know where he took the child."
Hua Rong trembled all over, as if falling into an ice cellar.
Seeing her pale face, Sanshu Yang hurriedly said: "Mrs. Yue, don't panic. Although the king has a bad temper, he will never harm the child. You need to rest for a night..."
Where can Hua Rong rest? I hurriedly walked to the door and then remembered to say goodbye to Uncle Yang: "Uncle, I'm leaving. I want to find the whereabouts of the little tiger head."
"Mrs. Yue, it's getting late. You can set off again tomorrow."
"Need not."
She walked out of the door, and Sanshu Yang chased after her: "Mrs. Yue, please take these gifts away. I am ashamed and dare not accept them."
Hua Rong didn't even look back, he was almost running.
Uncle Yang let out a long sigh. He didn't expect that things would become so complicated. He cursed, "King Qin, King Qin, let's see how you explain it."
Hua Rong ran wildly. Along the way, there were many children playing. She still held a trace of fantasy, expecting a miracle. She slowed down and looked at the faces one by one. In front of her, there was a child wearing a tiger skin apron. With a dark body, she was squatting on the beach to catch crabs. She was so happy that she ran up to her shouting: "Little tiger head, little tiger head..."
The child who was playing raised his head, looked at the woman hugging him in surprise, and asked childishly: "Who are you?"
It turns out that it’s not a little tiger head!
Hua Rong immediately let go of his hand and almost shed tears.
Only then did I deeply realize that I had neglected my duty as a mother. For the sake of revenge, I abandoned my son. If the little tiger head really had three strengths and two weaknesses, how could I be worthy of Peng Ju
Her steps were filled with lead, and her mind was in a mess. She was such a trustworthy person, but now she no longer dared to trust her. There was a coconut forest in front of her, and the wind in the forest made her feel relaxed and happy, but Hua Rong was in a state of confusion. Damn, inadvertently, I suddenly saw the figure in front of me that was trying to dodge—that was Li Tinglan’s!
Li Tinglan was taking a walk in the forest with a big belly. She didn't expect Hua Rong to come out so soon. She bit the bullet and wanted to call Hua Rong, but she didn't dare. Even Aunt Xiao, who was good at dancing and had long sleeves, didn't know how to greet her, so she pretended He didn't see it, so he helped Li Tinglan and walked into the forest.
Hua Rong stayed where she was, wanting to ask them a few questions, but knowing that she would get nothing out of it. At this time, in the coconut grove, a man came over and almost passed her. She didn't pay attention at first, but the man was pleasantly surprised. Called: "Mrs. Yue, is that you?"
It turned out to be Friday. When Zhao Deji was chased to the seaside by Jin Wushu, it was the pirate who took her to beg King Qin on Friday. Friday was an old subordinate of King Qin, and they were also some of King Qin's closest confidants. Main generals.
Friday was very happy: "Mrs. Yue, why are you here?"
Hua Rong met his old friend, but he had no intention of reminiscing about the past. He only said: "I have something to do and I will leave soon."
Seeing Hua Rong's hurried expression on Friday, she didn't feel comfortable asking again, so the two said goodbye to each other. Hua Rong stopped staying and went straight to the seaside, where the boat to pick her up was moored. She got on the boat and didn't care to take a breath. , immediately said: "Let's set off, I want to go ashore as soon as possible, thank you all."
The ocean in autumn is particularly enchanting.
However, Hua Rong no longer had the intention to look at the scenery and almost went crazy. Little Hutou, where did he go? The deep-rooted trust in King Qin was instantly shattered because of Li Tinglan's pregnancy. She sat on the bow of the boat, with the sea breeze blowing in waves, already bringing a chill. There was a cold swishing on her forehead, but she calmed down a lot. She wanted to find Little Hutou must find King Qin first. What's annoying is that last time I asked clearly, King Qin actually said that Li Tinglan was raising him. Why did King Qin lie? Could it be that Little Tiger Head is also in Liao
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She wished she could get her wings and fly back to Liao Kingdom immediately to get to the bottom of the matter.
dark night.
This is a wasteland bordering the Song Dynasty and Jin Dynasty. The autumn wind rustles the yellowing grass, and the grass as deep as one person seems to hide countless night demons.
A group of people and horses were lurking in the grass, carefully listening to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer. In the dark night, they could also distinguish the withered grass in front of them, the rising dust, the neighing of the horses, the deafening shouts of killing, and countless The sharp arrow shot.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
In the grass, a big man rushed out with a broadsword. On a slightly higher ground in front, a group of archers rushed down with shields. As soon as the two sides fought, the sky became chaotic and filled with the smell of blood.
The torch was getting closer and closer, and King Qin could almost see the leader's helmet clearly. The gorgeous copper helmet, armor with complex patterns, riding on a golden horse, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, looked extremely powerful. Even if Jin Wushu turns to ashes, he still recognizes him. This is the person he wants to kill most in his life. He takes out the bow and arrow from his waist, aims and shoots.
Jin Wushu was startled by the sound of piercing the air, and saw three long arrows flying towards him. Fortunately, they were too far away. Even so, when the arrows fell against his hair, he broke into a cold sweat.
The King of Qin cursed a pity, and Jin Wushu shouted loudly at the end: "Kill, take the head of the Liao thief Yelu Dayong, reward him with a thousand taels of gold, and make him a captain of ten thousand men..."
Under the heavy reward, the vanguard composed of the surrendered Liao and surrendered Han troops stepped up their charge. Under their cover, the sturdy Jurchen soldiers wielded bows, arrows, swords and guns, killing them like locusts. Although the condescending archers Occupying the advantage of the terrain, the opponent had no choice but to have a large number of people. They were wearing robes and were not easily injured. Seeing that the infantry in front could not resist it and retreated steadily.
Jin Wushu rode his horse and sprinted. This was his last battle before returning to Beijing. After all, Yelu Dayong was a serious threat. He did not underestimate the enemy. He personally led the team and must destroy it.
In the enemy's camp, there was a large flowered horse painted in various colors. A man with a quetzal feather crown on his head was riding on the horse. His face was painted with oil paint. He was carrying a black iron sword produced locally, leading the army. Invincible. Jin Wushu could see clearly and felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Could it be that there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Yelu Dayong’s army
At this moment, he saw the other party suddenly wave a black flag embroidered with gold, with a huge quetzal painted on it. This kind of flag was neither the fallen Liao nor the thieves organizations that appeared around, Jin Wushu I had never seen them before, so I asked the two counselors beside me strangely: "Who are they?"
The two of them had never seen such a flag before, so they couldn't give an answer. They only said that it was the troops used by Yelvda. When they looked again, the opponent suddenly changed their formation. The troops and horses were all equipped with a kind of soft splint, and they were simply protected. On the chest, this is a tough plant produced locally. It has been roughly processed and can withstand sharp arrows shot from a long distance. Under their brave charge, the Jin army in front can no longer approach.
Under the firelight, Jin Wushu could see clearly that these people were all wearing strange costumes. He lost his voice and said, "Could they be savages?"
Looking at the terrain in this area again, a counselor said something bad, and his expression changed drastically: "Fourth Prince, don't enter the Devil's Valley by mistake." The battle to destroy the Liao Dynasty more than ten years ago was still fresh in my memory, and the victorious returner returned from the battle. A group of Jurchen soldiers accidentally fell into the Devil's Valley and were completely wiped out. No one came out again.
Jin Wushu heard about this, but he didn't know it clearly. In the dark night, he saw this unheard-of team, brave and fearless, and asked hurriedly: "Is this close to Devil's Valley?"
The counselor looked at the stars in the sky and the direction of the wind: "It doesn't look like this, it should be some distance away from Devil's Valley." Jin Wushu felt relieved. He became interested, reined in his horse, waved his hand, and ordered to change the direction of the attack.
In front of this piece of wild grass, there were withered weeds. It was very flat, which was a favorable terrain for taking advantage of the Jurchen kidnapper horse. In the earth-shattering sound of horse hooves, King Qin heard that the sound was bad, and it was the Jurchen tribe. That kind of frightening Guaizima formation. The motley army he led, composed of barbarians and other ethnic minorities such as Khitan, Liao and Xia, had only been formed for a short period of time. How many times had they ever seen such a majestic attack? In panic, they actually messed up their formation and were rushed by the Jin army, and they were immediately torn apart.