Jin Wushu was choked to speechless, but he felt indescribably relaxed. It was a wonderful feeling. With her, he could speak freely, even his deepest desires and ambitions, without fear of being criticized. Selling out is not afraid of being laughed at, just like chatting. She is so cold in the high place, who else but her would dare to say such "treasonous and unethical" words
Hua Rong suddenly asked: "Do you know the whereabouts of King Qin?"
When he heard her mention King Qin at this time, he felt angry for no reason: "Why are you asking him?"
"It's okay, it's just that he is your old rival. I just want to ask if you know his current situation."
He said bitterly: "This old thief is more cunning than a poisonous snake and slippery than a loach. If I catch him, I will kill him..." He stopped saying the word "kill". He knew Hua Rong's taboo. At this time, he didn't want to do anything because of it. King Qin fell out with her and immediately changed the subject, "Hua Rong, it's a good thing you didn't go to him. He is not trustworthy..."
She nodded seriously: "Of course I won't go to him."
He was not sure whether her words were true or not. Was he afraid that he would kill King Qin because of this, or was he really broken with King Qin
She seemed to have read through his thoughts and said bluntly: "Fourth Prince, you don't actually need to go to great lengths to kill King Qin..."
The defense she couldn't help but reveal in her tone made him jealous, and he said coldly: "King Qin is not easy to kill. Maybe it would be better if he doesn't kill me."
"He married a wife and had children, and is about to return to the sea. He will not be in conflict with you."
This sounds like a sentence, and he frowned: "If this pirate really leaves, I might as well let him go."
Hua Rong smiled faintly: "Actually, killing Yue Pengju is enough for you. King Qin is just an outsider."
With the residual resentment and melancholy in his tone, he said sarcastically and could no longer answer.
Jin Wushu looked at the setting sun in the distance. It shone ambiguously and warmly on the wild flowers all over the river bank, blending into a colorful splendor, like the last glory before sunset.
"Hua Rong, look, the sunset is so beautiful!"
She turned her head and didn't look at it at all: "No, I hate the sunset!"
"Oh?" He said enthusiastically, "Why?"
Why? The beauty of the sunset brings disaster every time; she doesn't even know if she will see it rise after seeing it set. She has hated the sunset since she was seventeen years old.
"Hua Rong, don't you think it's beautiful? The sunset is one of the most beautiful things in the world. It's extremely sad to see the most beautiful things disappear in front of you. You Han people have the saying "no one speaks on the ancient road at sunset, and the grains of millet are everywhere" The autumn wind listens to the horses neighing'; 'The sunset is outside the birds, the autumn wind is on the plains, the eyes are broken for four days and drooped'... "
She hastily interrupted his elegance and said sharply: "Haven't you ever heard that 'the sunset is infinitely better, but it's almost dusk'?"
He was stunned and couldn't speak any more.
The woman who wore a red palace dress in the past, holding her chin with her fragrant hands and writing with a brush has disappeared; the woman who cooked tea with bare hands and showed tenderness has also disappeared; even the fisherman girl at dusk, who seduced her with a song, has also disappeared. Gone. Only this woman with a haggard look and a haggard look on her mind was left beside her.
Even the sunset has turned into a devil in her eyes.
The two of them fell into silence. The sun was setting in the sky and their eyes were crimson, but there was no room for discussion.
Lu Wenlong's voice sounded outside the forest: "Mom, Dad..."
Jin Wushu watched him running towards him, holding a spear and looking heroic. After these days of training, he seemed to have grown taller again. He was a handsome young boy, and slowly he began to take the shape of a man.
Vaguely, it is a long-awaited style, the lovely wife and young children, the red sleeves are fragrant, they are their own family.
"Hua Rong, I only have one son!"
After he finished speaking, he realized the sadness in his tone, like a resentful man.
"No, Fourth Prince, you have so many children..." Suddenly he remembered that he did have sons, but now they are all dead, so he changed his words, "You still have daughters..."
"However, none of them are as good as Wen Long. I have been away from home all year round, and none of them is considerate to me, and none of them has even acted coquettishly in front of me."
Of course. I thought it was just a daughter. Whether it was the Song Dynasty or the Jin Dynasty, all they needed were men, labor, and brave warriors. Daughters were always dispensable. Since they didn’t put in their efforts, how could they have so many licks? Deep feelings
"If you want Wenlong, you can take him back!"
He was slightly angry. That's it. He tried desperately to take the child away, and now he desperately wants to return it. "Hua Rong, haven't you ever thought about the child's feelings?"
Before Hua Rong had time to answer, Lu Wenlong had already ran over and sat between the two of them, holding one person by the other with a smile on his face. His face was glistening with sweat, and his big, black eyes were very bright. This was the first time that he didn't see the two of them. People quarreled, but they sat together in such harmony, not enemies, as if they were a real family member. "Dad, it's so good, I have always hoped to be like this... Oh, Mom, this is so good..."
Both of them had smiles on their faces, and Jin Wushu couldn't help but look at them, only to realize that this was the first time their expressions were so coordinated. His heart skipped a beat, and the long-lost feeling of excitement suddenly jumped up, with A touch of warmth and hazy joy.
"Daddy, the red rabbit horse you gave me is really great... Mom, daddy brought me a lot of good things, haha, I really like it... "
He kept chattering alone, as if he was experiencing the joy of "both parents" for the first time, the joy of a child who is extremely pampered.
Hua Rong listened silently. The more moments like this, the more unwilling she was to throw cold water on her child. Even if it was an illusion, she was willing to try her best to maintain his short-term happiness.
Jin Wushu held his son's hand and looked at the fire that had begun to light in the distance. Lu Wenlong followed his gaze and said happily: "Dad, we are holding a big banquet tonight, you can stay, it's very fun …”
Just when Jin Wushu was about to say "Okay", Hua Rong spoke first: "Wenlong, that is not a big banquet, it is a summons for the souls, a memorial to the dead souls of the clan. It is not suitable for your father to stay."
Jin Wushu's face was full of disappointment. He naturally knew that this was a call for spirits. If he stayed, I believe the Orochi tribe would be very happy. However, Hua Rong made it clear that he wanted to drive him away.
"Hua Rong, I want to spend time with my son, but this is not possible?"
"If you want to accompany him, you can take him with you. Wouldn't it be better to spend time together day and night?"
He stood up suddenly, a little annoyed. He knew her plan. As long as she threw away this "baggage", she could go into battle with ease - and die! But she didn't quite get what she wanted.
Lu Wenlong hurriedly grabbed him: "Dad, where are you going?"
"It's getting late, it's time for your father to go back."
He finally couldn't help it anymore: "Hua Rong, I don't need you to urge me, I will leave naturally."
She did not continue.
In front, the Jin army was already in formation, waiting for the coach's order to set off and return. They were on their way at starry night, saying goodbye, I don't know when. Lu Wenlong reluctantly chased after him: "Dad, when will you come again?"
"As long as your mother agrees, I will come at any time."
The ball was kicked back, but Hua Rong didn't take the kick and pretended not to hear.
Jin Wushu said goodbye to his son, waved his hand, and got on his horse. The black horse neighed loudly and excitedly in the night wind. He suddenly turned around and waved to his son: "Wenlong, come here. Dad has something to say. you say."
Lu Wenlong ran over. His voice was very low, and the father and son were almost whispering. A smile gradually appeared on Lu Wenlong's face, and he just nodded.
He was very happy: "Dad, will you never be angry with mom again?"
"No, daddy swore that he would neither beat her nor lock her up." He thought, knowing that the child still remembered that episode, so he was extra cautious.
"Tell her that Dad likes her and will treat her well throughout his life."
"Dad, why didn't you say it yourself?"
"Because she listens to you. She will believe it only after you say it. Son, have you forgotten our Dajin rules for swearing? We need a witness and two stones..." Jin Wushu smiled very mysteriously, and it turned out to be true. He took out a piece of jade from his arms. It was a kind of jade pendant that could be divided into two. It was very rare and finely made. He quietly handed half of it to his son, "Son, take it. This way you will be a witness. In the future, dad will not You dare to treat your mother badly, do you understand?"
Lu Wenlong quickly put the jade in his arms. He grew up in the Kingdom of Jin and was familiar with the customs. He immediately understood the prudence behind his father's smile. He clapped his hands and whispered mysteriously like his father, feeling very proud: "Ha, that's right. With my testimony, you won't dare to treat your mother badly in the future..."
"Son, you are so smart!" Jin Wushu patted him on the shoulder, then casually glanced in Hua Rong's direction with a smile on his face.
Lu Wenlong rubbed his hands excitedly. Jin Wushu was very satisfied, so he ran away.
Lu Wenlong chased his figure until everyone left without a trace, then he ran back. On the bank full of flowers, he ran towards Hua Rong in the evening breeze, took her hand, and said with great joy: "Mom, Dad asked me to tell you..."
"What's up?"
"He said that he likes you and will treat you well in the future, as well as Xiao Hutou. Dad also hopes that the three of us can be together. He said that as long as I listen to you obediently, follow you every day, and respect you, we will eventually One day we will be together..."
Hua Rong was shocked for a long time that Jin Wushu actually spoke to the child like this.
"Mom, do you agree?"
She did not answer. Ahead, the night wind made a rustling sound. As night fell, the jungle began to become gloomy. The air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, reminding of the thousands of corpses that had been turned into fishy river water by various poisonous snakes.
Those who are qualified to ask for love and romance are always winners. Jin Wushu, he is now carried away by victory and has greatly exceeded his own duty - thinking that everything can be grasped at his fingertips, he is performing "Tough Man's Tenderness" .
Jin Wushu is actually an actor!
An unrealistic actor.
After a heavy rain, the surrounding valley seemed to have been washed by water. The brown sand was smooth and clean, and the surrounding shrubs were as green as big balls of black velvet.
The valley where troops were trained in the past has become silent. The large troops and supplies have been evacuated first, leaving only 3,000 men and horses carrying the last luggage.