"Haha, to be honest, I am really not willing to let that guy go like this. I have suffered too much under his hands, and I have to get some back. However, a man can bend and stretch, so there is no need to fight with him here. Hahaha, I I have long wanted to take the little tiger head back to Luoxia Island to steam crabs and drink rice wine. There is no point in staying in this damn place... "
This was also his true words. He hurried back, held an earth-shattering feast, and announced to the people on the island that he, the King of Qin, was getting married to a sweet woman. He had a sweet wife and young son, and he was still longing to have a little girl. Happiness is right in front of you, who can bear to fight endlessly with his fourth prince
Hua Rong saw him beaming with joy. This time, she really laughed. The heavy stone in her heart suddenly fell, so relaxed. This is King Qin. You can call him a hero or a scoundrel. He is free and has nothing too big. principles, not to mention the concept of right and wrong. All choices are to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Even a man's personal heroism is nothing compared to him.
But, isn't this bad? This is the true law of survival.
As she was talking, she noticed that he was suddenly tiptoeing. She only had time to hear the "swish" sound, and a fat deer had been shot by an arrow. He took a step forward and said, "Haha, this guy, actually, It’s okay to be active under the moonlight, but it’s time for us to think about our happiness.”
The flame is buried in the soil, which is a strange method of making fire that they learned from the savage tribes. The fire is buried under the soil, moistened with branches and water, elevated layer by layer, and then covered with moist mixture, so , the flame burns underneath and cannot penetrate, so it will not spread very far. It can cook food without being discovered by the enemy.
Hua Rong sat quietly on a pile of leaves, looking up at the high sky at the top of the jungle. The moonlight was bright and everything was hazy. For the first time, she realized the tranquility in life, just like a warrior who has been running for a long distance. When he is tired, I am so tired that I can finally take a rest. I don’t have to worry about anything. All that is left in my life is eating and drinking.
When I took out the wine bottle, it exuded the force of burning knives.
King Qin handed it to her: "Girl, take a sip."
She smiled sweetly, took it, and took a big sip. The strong wine went into her throat, and it was spicy and pleasant. Under the moonlight, the wine flask was flat and made of a strange metal. The dense patterns on it turned out to be an exquisite piece of jewelry. Work of art. She looked closely at it under the moonlight. The words on it turned out to be the reign name of Zhao Deji, which was obviously one of the tributes from Jiangnan to the Kingdom of Jin this time.
She was overjoyed, as if it was a victory. She took another sip from the flask, and the strong spicy taste before was even more satisfying. In her nose, she could smell the aroma of deer meat, which was oily and fat but not greasy. My index fingers move as soon as I smell it.
King Qin quickly turned over the deer. Under the moonlight, you could see the golden color of the barbecue. He took out the dagger he carried with him, cut off a large piece of meat from the leg and handed it over: "Girl, you eat more."
She took it and took a big bite. The fragrance left in her mouth and penetrated her heart. Suddenly she felt very happy. Happiness is actually so ordinary. When she is hungry, she can eat fragrant meat; when she is thirsty, she can drink sweet water. that is it.
King Qin also ate meat and drank Shao Knife. The strong wine was passed between the two of them. It was the first time that there was no distance between them and they were so intimate.
"Girl, do you still remember? That time, I hurt you and you said you wanted to eat roast rabbit..."
How could I forget! At that time, I thought I was at the end of the road, and I wanted to follow him, but I was unwilling to do so. Even if I died, I wanted to die by Yue Pengju's side. King Qin, he was like a sinner, following his carriage dejectedly, and when he heard that he and During the conversation with Yue Pengju, he quietly went to fix a roasted hare. However, at that time, he was still hating him, hating him deeply, wishing he could never meet him again, everything about him was like poison! Even the hare was thrown to the ground, and I don’t know if it was eaten by wild dogs...
The future and past events are still vivid in my mind.
That is the face of Yue Pengju, so heroic and Shen Yi. He is an unsmiling person, usually taciturn. Only in front of him, he always has endless things to say. Even his thoughts and all his worries will be told without reservation. Himself. He is her only one, and she is his only one; even she is not as good as her son. In the battle of Lin'an, she was seriously injured. For the first half of the year, she was almost in a coma and hazy state. It was not because of the scars that she could not Healed, but that kind of heart-broken, hoping to go with him and never be separated. No one knows this secret, not even the King of Qin.
Day and night, our hearts were inseparable, but it was only because her life with him was too short. Holding the meat in her hand, she was so crazy that her tears silently fell on it drop by drop, melting into the texture of the barbecue...
King Qin was in high spirits and was about to tell her some interesting stories and jokes, but in a blink of an eye, he saw her lowered head under the moonlight, crying silently.
The barbecue in his hand hung down, and the leopard-like eyes dimmed, and he just looked at her with pity.
Some people and some things will always have a deep place in their hearts. Just like Yue Pengju, it is not in the corner of her heart, but in the middle position, which is firm and can never be replaced.
In fact, he never thought about replacing him, thinking that it was simply impossible. As long as she occasionally looked at him with that tender and tender look from the bottom of her heart, it would be fine.
that is it.
These days, she has done more, better and deeper than this. Isn't this enough? It has already exceeded his imagination and extravagant expectations. Enough, enough.
He stretched out his hand slightly and put his arm around her shoulders.
She couldn't bear it anymore and buried herself in his arms. Her suppressed sobs turned into tears. He just hugged her and gently patted her back: "Girl, just cry if you want to. Just cry." .”
She cried unscrupulously, and dropped the barbecue in her hand to the ground. Over the years, she had not even dared to cry so unscrupulously. Today, she was able to completely let go of the tears that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time. Until she was tired of crying, why? I didn't even know when I fell asleep in his arms.
The night fog was thick, so King Qin took off his coat and put it on her cold arms. At this moment, his heart was filled with a burning, indescribable kind of faint, peaceful happiness.
In her sleep, she turned over slightly and turned her face to the side, facing him. The bright moonlight shone on her face, and she could vaguely see the row of long eyelashes like small fans. Under the moonlight, her face looked even more beautiful than before. A good makeup artist is more skillful. It is a kind of radiant white that covers the vicissitudes of the day, haggardness, and the pain and disability that are covered up.
Some barbecue ash was accidentally rubbed on her face, making it look black, like a lazy little tabby cat. He looked at her with pity as she slept soundly, without any worries or nightmares - unlike Lin'an. During the year when he was injured after the war, he had nightmares almost every night. He would often get up in the middle of the night and wander around like a ghost.
She calmed down.
No matter how serious the injury is, it will heal, and no matter how intense the pain, it will be indifferent. It is because of this automatic recovery function that human beings can be passed down from generation to generation. Otherwise, they would have been extinct long ago.
He hugged her tighter, and that was it from now on. If she could sleep peacefully in his arms, what more could he ask for in this life
Another change of morning and dusk.
Mountain streams and springs are gurgling quietly.
Hua Rong opened his eyes and saw the big lotus leaf he was holding. The green lotus leaf and the crystal clear mountain spring complemented each other beautifully. Looking at King Qin again, he had combed himself very cleanly and clearly, with his messy hair tied into a high bun. The high bun is very majestic. Looking around, he looks like a majestic lion.
She laughed before she spoke.
He seemed to realize what she had discovered, and smiled: "Girl, I wanted to get a scarf, a valley scarf, but I can't."
She said softly: "It doesn't matter, I will wear it for you from now on."
His eyes shone with light. This time, he really knew how to wear a headscarf every day. He couldn't help but hold the big lotus leaf in front of her: "Girl, drink some water first."
The clear spring entered her throat, with a hint of sweetness. Then she poured a handful of water on her face. It was refreshing and thorough, and every pore was stretched. She raised her head to look at him and smiled sweetly. King Qin felt his heart tremble. It was a kind of head-scratching pleasure, but I couldn't express it. I suddenly wanted to sing loudly. Just as I was about to open my mouth, I remembered that she always protested that her singing was ugly, so I stopped singing.
Hua Rong saw that he was opening and closing his mouth, looking very strange, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you going to say?"
He told the truth: "I want to sing a piece of music, but I'm afraid it will be too unpleasant..."
Hahaha, Hua Rong couldn't help laughing loudly. King Qin, he is just a child. In some aspects, he is almost innocent and more immature than a child.
Humans are such complex and wonderful animals.
"Sing it, I like to hear it."
He was overjoyed: "Is it true?" However, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, my singing is terrible. Girl, you can teach me when you get back."
She nodded: "I also like to listen to it. I can sing if I want, okay?"
He was encouraged, and he had no scruples in front of her. He just did as he pleased, and when he opened his mouth, he sang a song called "Jiang Cheng Zi" by Su Dongpo:
Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, I cannot forget myself. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about desolation. Even if I meet each other, I would not know each other, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly return to my hometown. I have a small window, dressing up. I don’t care about each other. It is said that there are only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the heart will be broken every year, and the moonlit night will be short of the pines.
…
His voice was desolate, with traces of the wind and rain of half a lifetime. Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, King Qin, he actually sang such a song. Somehow, another layer of deep uneasiness passed through his heart. King Qin did not realize it at all. Still laughing: "Girl, when I hurt you, I went to some ghost place and bought a pamphlet to read to you. What I bought was Su Dongpo's "Jiangchengzi"..." Because of this, so I remember it very firmly. It was the only serious song he could sing.
Seeing Hua Rong in a daze, he asked strangely: "Girl, is it hard to hear?"
Then she laughed and shook her head vigorously. She felt that she had always been extremely sensitive these days and was careless. Because she cherished the people in front of her, she always thought about things unconsciously. The weather was fine at this time, how could there be so many surprises?