Hua Rong's voice floated through the air, penetrated the layers of snowflakes, and caught everyone's eardrums: "Wenlong, are you following the Fourth Prince, or are you following me?"
She neither called her "father" nor "mom". It was a choice between two countries and two worlds, given to a child. How cruel. But she stared at her son, forcing herself to calm down her chaotic mood, even though Even as a child, he has to bear the war and the cost of the destruction of his country and his family!
Lu Wenlong held her hand and looked back at his father blankly, seeing despair in his eyes.
"Wenlong, are you following the Fourth Prince or me?"
The child murmured: "I want to follow daddy... I also want to follow mommy..." He mustered up his courage and said, "Can't everyone follow?"
Hua Rong shook her head decisively: "No!"
"Mother… "
"Wenlong, if you follow the fourth prince, we will end the relationship between mother and son, and I will never see you again in this life. If you want to follow me, come with me immediately!"
Lu Wenlong had fear in his eyes, panicked, and cried: "Mom, why..."
Jin Wushu rushed up and hissed: "Hua Rong, why do you force the child like this? He is still young and he doesn't understand anything..."
Hua Rong ignored his roar and looked at the child with a gentle and calm tone: "Wenlong, between me and the fourth prince, you have to choose one. No matter how you choose, I will not blame you."
"Mom, Mom..." Lu Wenlong burst into tears and was at a loss. His eyes turned back and forth between his father and mother, and his eyes were blurred by snowflakes.
Jin Wushu was heartbroken and hugged his son tightly: "Hua Rong, you have gone too far..."
Hua Rong turned a deaf ear and still spoke clearly: "Wenlong, it is absolutely impossible for the fourth prince and I to coexist peacefully, so you can only have one choice. Do you want mother or father?"
Lu Wenlong was buried in his father's arms, crying uncontrollably and speaking incoherently: "Mom, dad... what should I do..."
"Son, don't be afraid, daddy is here, daddy is there!"
Everyone present felt sad. Even Zhahe took a step forward and wanted to persuade Hua Rong. However, he knew very well the grievances between Hu and Han, the grievances between the fourth prince and Yue Pengju. It was useless to talk more. He stopped, and finally quietly stepped aside.
Lu Wenlong just cried bitterly in his father's arms and was speechless for a long time. Hua Rong sat quietly on the horse for a long time, almost tears welling up in his eyes. The child and Jin Wushu had a deep relationship, even if she was ashamed of Lu Deng and his wife, she She didn't want to force him anymore. She sighed softly: "Son, take care of yourself. From now on, listen to your father's words."
She pinched the horse's belly, Black Moonlight neighed, spread her hooves and started galloping. Zhahe glanced at Lu Wenlong, got on the horse, waved his hand, and followed a group of savages to catch up.
Wu Qimai reminded in a low voice: "Fourth Prince, they ran away..."
Lu Wenlong suddenly raised his head from his father's arms and looked at the direction in which his mother was leaving. The little child had completely understood that this time, he would say goodbye to his mother forever. The care, compassion and maternal tenderness of these days had long been integrated into his bones. He broke away. The father's hand, even the bay red horse, was forgotten, and he chased in the direction of his mother on foot, crying as he ran: "Mom, wait for me, wait for me..."
For the first time in his life, Jin Wushu burst into tears and ran up to chase his son: "Wenlong, Wenlong... son, son..."
Lu Wenlong ignored her and chased her like crazy, shouting as he ran: "Mom, wait for me, I want you, I want to follow you, mom..."
The cries blew into the eardrums in waves along with the biting north wind. Hua Rong's hand holding the horse's rein slowly dropped, and the speed of the black moonlight also slowed down.
"Mom, wait for me..."
She finally reined in her horse, heartbroken.
Behind him, Lu Wenlong stepped on the snow and chased him, stumbling and almost slipping to the ground several times. Jin Wushu chased him, not riding a horse, but kept shouting: "Son, son …”
Hua Rong gritted his teeth and was about to drive away when he heard Lu Wenlong's heartbreaking voice: "Mom, wait for me, I'll follow you, I'll go with you..."
She felt relieved and so happy, but she burst into tears and felt like a knife was piercing her heart.
She turned over and dismounted, and ran towards her son. From a distance, mother and son opened their hands almost at the same time and hugged each other tightly. She won the gamble, but in such a terrible way.
She hugged her son tightly, and her hot tears fell on his face, instantly melting the snowflakes on his eyebrows and even eyelashes.
"Mom, I want to follow you, I will go with you..."
Hua Rong was speechless and just nodded desperately.
Jin Wushu stood there blankly, unable to take another step forward. His eyes were raw and he looked away, unable to bear to see such a scene.
After a long time, Hua Rong raised his head, wiped the tears on his son's face, and looked at Jin Wushu: "Fourth Prince, this is the child's choice."
Jin Wu took a step back after surgery.
The bay-red horse had been tied up and brought in. Hua Rong helped her son up and climbed onto the horse. However, Lu Wenlong turned his head and kept looking at his father.
"Dad..."
Wu Qimai and other attendants were furious and shouted: "Little prince, the fourth prince loves you so much, why do you want to leave?"
"Why are you following that woman if you don't want the glory and wealth?"
"What an ungrateful thing..."
Jin Wushu waved his hand and sternly dismissed everyone.
Hua Rong also got on the horse, cupped his fists and bowed his head: "Fourth Prince, thank you for your support."
Jin Wushu stared at her closely: "Are you leaving here soon? Where are you taking your son?"
Hua Rong was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said calmly: "It's better not to see each other. Fourth Prince, let's just say goodbye."
She was cruel and whipped the bay-red horse. The bay-red horse was in pain and ran away with Lu Wenlong on its back. In the cold wind, she could only hear Lu Wenlong's voice shouting: "Abba, Abba..."
Black Moonlight's mane was like a shiny black ball, gradually becoming the last bright spot in the wind and snow.
Jin Wushu stood there, letting the wind and snow fill his eyes, almost standing like a snowman.
Wu Qimai walked up, but he was still aggrieved: "Fourth Prince, why did you let them go? Why did she still leave after you were so good to her? Not only did she leave, but she also snatched the little prince away. Why did she? What a bastard. A shameless woman..."
Jin Wushu turned a deaf ear.
"Fourth Prince, are you still going to attack the Orochi tribe?"
"go back."
"Fourth Prince, the Big Snake Tribe is the key to our annihilation of Yelu Dayong. Once Hua Rong goes back, won't he be raising tigers?"
"Hua Rong will never take refuge in Yelu Dayong. She wants to kill Qin Hui and Zhao Deji, not attack Dayong. She and Yelu Dayong have different goals."
"Don't forget, King Qin is there."
"She will never go to King Qin again, because King Qin has already married a wife and has children."
Wu Qimai hesitated for a while, but decided to "admonish" directly: "Fourth Prince, I feel that you have been a little discouraged recently, and you are not as ambitious as you used to be..."
Jin Wushu's enthusiasm waned and he sighed. He didn't know why he was becoming more and more war-weary. He had fought for half his life and suffered countless casualties. Although he had made great achievements in battle, in the end, everyone around him was an enemy. Even his son could not be saved - he was the bloodline of an enemy general.
"Wu Qimai, remember, as long as Hua Rong acts alone in the future, there is no need to be an enemy of her."
Wu Qimai could only obey orders.
Big snake tribe.
When Da She and others saw Hua Rong and others returning, they hurriedly greeted them. They were worried that something had happened to them, but now they were relieved to see that everyone had returned safely.
Along the way, Hua Rong had already calmed down her emotions. She observed her son carefully, but saw that he was still hanging his head, obviously sad to say goodbye to his father. She pulled her son off his horse and said softly: "Son, New Year's Eve is here, and we have to celebrate it." A festival." She immediately ordered the whole tribe to welcome the New Year.
Lu Wenlong is a child after all. Although he was sad for a while, seeing that his mother had arranged a grand festival with many children, he had some fun and soon started to smile again. When Hua Rong saw the children running around in front of him, he naturally thought of his son. , where is the little tiger head? Who will he spend this New Year's Eve with
The savages were having a great time, but Zhahe was worried. He took advantage of the opportunity and walked to Hua Rong. Hua Rong asked him with a smile: "Zhahe, why don't you go dancing?"
Zhahe shook his head and whispered: "Brother, the fourth prince has discovered our whereabouts, and Yelv Dayong is also determined to win us. We must choose one side to join us, otherwise, if we are attacked from two sides, wouldn't everything be in danger? The army was destroyed?"
Why hasn't Hua Rong thought about this issue? She asked: "Which party do you think is better?"
Zhahe said without hesitation: "Surfing yourself to King Qin!"
"You said you would follow Yelu Dayong?"
"No! Only follow King Qin. Because except him, no one will truly protect our interests."
"Do you believe him that much?"
Zhahe chuckled: "He is a reliable person. Little brother, we can only rely on him, the other two parties are not safe."
Hua Rong shook his head and said after a while: "Maybe we can only take the third way."
Zhahe was very surprised. Could it be that she was unwilling to join King Qin
"Brother, what is the third way?"
Taking refuge in Yelu Dayong was undoubtedly seeking the skin of a tiger. Taking refuge in the King of Qin not only gave Jin Wushu an excuse to destroy himself, but also put the two of them into an awkward situation again, which was harmful rather than beneficial. She carefully considered all the plans her husband had made in the past. , if Pengju were here, what would he do
The 30th day of the twelfth lunar month is the coldest day of the year, and the howling north wind sweeps the sky full of snow.
A large fire was lit in the shelter in the center of the square, filled with a dazzling array of fruit wine, barbecue, etc., and the savages were singing and dancing, getting drunk. Almost all the important generals under Yelu Dayong were present, including Yelu Longxu, Liu Wu and others. All are there.
In the temporary "palace" of the savages, King Qin's legs were tied with a thick layer of plaster. He sat up, stretched, and found that he could stretch and contract freely.
"Old ghost Yelu, this medicine is really effective, haha, I will get better soon."
An Zhigang was also very happy: "When the king is well, we will have a showdown with the fourth prince.