However, I felt peaceful, very peaceful.
Half of my life, more than thirty years, started here and came back here again. Now, I can still lie in front of my husband's tomb, always with him, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Who knows what pain this will be. Woolen cloth
There is no pain.
"Mom, let's go back, let's go back..."
"Okay, let's go back..."
She was answering, but her throat was weak and her hands were also weak. It was as if nothing was enough to hold her up, as if her breath was about to disappear.
"Mom... I'm going to find Dad..."
"Yes, go find Dad quickly..."
The little tiger got up, but she held his hand and whispered: "Son, don't leave... Don't leave, stay with your mother..."
The two brothers dared not leave anymore and didn't know what to do.
She sat up slowly and took a look at this vast green land. Outside was the outlet of the roaring sea. It was here that she found the miracle of escape. But now, would this miracle still happen
Some colorful golden pheasants were walking around in the distance. Their feathers were so bright, so emerald green, and long, shaped like proud peacocks. The golden pheasants' eyes were so big, glowing red, very charming. However, once they When he stared, he looked very vicious.
The golden pheasant approached slowly, not afraid of strangers at all, and suddenly made a clucking sound, which was different from ordinary chickens. It was very pleasant and sounded a bit deep.
The mother and son looked at these beautiful things at the same time. The little tiger cried and laughed: "Mom, I will catch the golden pheasant for you. Its fur is so beautiful..."
Hua Rong smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Go, little Hutou, you go."
The little tiger got up and chased after the golden pheasant. Only Lu Wenlong still supported her and did not move.
"Wenlong, you can go too."
He shook his head stubbornly.
"Mom is fine. It's just a temporary surge of energy and blood. It's fine... Don't worry..."
Lu Wenlong suddenly said: "Mom, why didn't you let the big bad guy know?"
She was startled and did not speak.
That is another kind of heartbreak, completely different from the sorrow of life and death. Living, who doesn’t want to live! King Qin prepares for the wedding and everything with great enthusiasm every day. He treats his son and himself well, and achieves the ultimate goal that a man should have... No one in this world can do that again!
But, what can I bring to him? Nothing can be done.
She smiled and lowered her voice: "Don't tell dad either. I'm fine. I will take good care of myself."
"Mom... don't lie to me, there is nothing you can do..."
She slowly took out a handful of medicine from her arms. There was a dazzling array of medicines and everything.
"Son, you see, I have been taking medicine."
Lu Wenlong turned away, unable to bear to meet her eyes again.
She sat on the grass, took two pills and put them into her mouth, and slowly put away the rest of the medicine. She thought that her last days must be extended as much as possible, until she could live forever.
Since you can no longer see the dead, you should spend as much time as possible with the living and make the living happy.
She was working hard, always working hard, trying her best to eat and drink, taking as many medicines as possible, and trying everything. She had known this since the beginning of the Orochi tribe, during her days at Zhongjiazhuang, and even when she returned She worked hard on the road, not even riding horses or shooting arrows, going to bed early and getting up early, not thinking about anything or worrying about anything... Life was so peaceful and her days were so happy. For a time, she mistakenly thought that she was about to get better and be fine. I have lived on Luoxia Island my whole life!
But, is it still not possible
After working hard for so long, the energy that I had been holding suddenly relaxed in front of Peng Ju.
She was slightly absent-minded, remembering that rough and rough face.
King Qin is so happy and looking forward to it now. How can I bear to pour cold water on him again and make him despair again? No, absolutely not! Even if it is for him, I have to struggle and live well.
In fact, there are still many beautiful moments in life, and there are also many happy moments around him. If you are not willing to give in, you can only curse the power of fate.
However, her body was so heavy, she slowly lay down on the grass again, closing her eyes, as if saying to her son, and also to herself: "Wenlong, let's take a rest, rest for a while, and then go back... Dad is still here." Waiting for us... Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm taking medicine every day, I will definitely survive... "
The surroundings were so quiet, she thought, Wenlong and Little Hutou were both catching golden pheasants.
A pair of hands stretched out and gently picked her up. She was still in a daze and shouted softly: "Wenlong, where is the little tiger head?"
"Those two little bastards are all playing... girl... oh, girl..."
He couldn't speak anymore, tears fell on her face, so hot.
…
She suddenly opened her eyes, extremely frightened.
It's him, how could it be him! I don’t want him to come, I don’t want to see him at all now, I hope to avoid him. The best thing is to take the children back neatly, and welcome the joy of getting married with him on Changlin Island, and experience the joy of being loved. Take care of the happiness of being cared for.
But why does he appear here
The panic in her eyes irritated him even more. Didn't he know her good intentions? His voice was choked with sobs: "Silly girl... you are such a stupid girl... "
A complete silly girl! Does she think she doesn't know? Don't you notice it at all? At this point, what else can she hide from herself? This time, as soon as mother and son went out, they were determined not to go alone, and he understood even more.
She murmured: "Qin Shangcheng, I have nothing... really nothing..."
But he stared at the tombstone in front of him, the lonely tomb.
She was not without grief in her heart, but she couldn't show it to aggravate her despair. He bowed three times to the tombstone and said: "Yue Pengju, just rest in peace, I will take care of the girl and the little tiger head, and I will try my best to kill Zhao Deji for you. .”
Zhao Deji is the culprit of all this.
At this time, Hua Rong downplayed the idea of revenge and looked at the tombstone calmly. If he had to pay a heavier price, then there was nothing he could do. The dead were already dead, and the living had to be punished. Live well.
Especially Xiao Hutou, especially Lu Wenlong, she never wants her two children to be put in danger.
King Qin let out a long sigh and turned to look at the two children. When the two frightened children saw their father, they felt like they had a backbone, especially the little tiger head. But when their father came, all big things no longer existed. , just chasing the pheasant happily.
The little tiger held a golden pheasant in his head and giggled, but Lu Wenlong was worried and looked at his mother worriedly, unable to laugh at all. He also knew that if his mother was really seriously ill, even if his father came, there would be nothing he could do. What's more, he saw his mother vomiting blood with his own eyes. He came to Changlin Island from the Kingdom of Jin entirely because of his mother and the support of his closest people. He really couldn't imagine that if his mother was gone, who could he rely on
Hua Rong also noticed something strange about him at this time. Knowing that the child was very sensible, she had scared him before, so she hurriedly said: "Wenlong, it's okay, mom is okay..."
King Qin said loudly: "Let's go back first."
The little tiger head giggled and ran over. "Mom, look at how beautiful the feathers of this golden pheasant are. Do you want it?"
"Yes. Boy, take the feathers back and we will make a beautiful hat for mom."
"Okay, let's go home."
The little tiger took the lead and walked in front. Lu Wenlong took one look at his father's calm eyes and followed him. He felt slightly relaxed, as if his father had appeared and everything was settled.
After walking out of this beautiful world, the fresh wind blew from the island outside, rows of seabirds stepped on the soft white sand, and King Qin took a deep breath.
"Silly girl, don't be afraid. Those injuries you suffered in the early years were very serious, but have you forgotten? There are many doctors on the island, and there are also many elixirs. Recuperate slowly and you will get better... Let's put everything aside Let's wait until you get better..."
She shook her head hurriedly: "You, don't you want to get married to me?"
He stopped holding her in his arms and laughed: "Why don't I want to get married? My third uncle has already calculated the auspicious date and our wedding is coming soon. Now the island is fully staffed, and they are all busy making arrangements. And preparations, haha, we can be lazy for a while, don't worry about anything, just wait for the prayer. Girl..." His voice lowered, squeaking, "I asked the doctor quietly, and they said that the woman is a little frail. , evil spirits have invaded, and you really need to get married to get better... A doctor told me that there is something called 'drug dregs', which can't be explained clearly... "
She blushed and spat at him. Of course she knew. It was said that when Empress Wu Zetian saw that some women in the palace were feeling dizzy and infected by the virus, she sent people to find a good doctor. The good doctor prescribed the medicine. A group of strong men. This group of strong men entered the palace for three days. Sure enough, they were diagnosed and treated. On the fourth day, the palace door opened. I saw that the women had recovered their appearance one by one, and they were vivid and refreshed. But But all of those men were sluggish and sluggish. The imperial doctor called them "drug dregs". Wu Zetian herself, of course, was even more pretentious and had enjoyed an unknown amount of "drug dregs".
As the only female emperor in history, the historians of later generations would naturally try their best to vilify her, exaggerate her appearance to an infinite extent, and turn her into a female pervert.
Hua Rong had always disagreed with the allusion of "drug dregs"; however, when King Qin said it this time, it was... she was completely covered in black lines, and even the sadness she had felt just now was completely driven away without a trace.
Medicine dregs, King Qin, is he going to make medicine dregs? How could a person like him become a drug scum
That's a very strange feeling. King Qin, he has this ability. No matter what sad scene, he can turn it into a pity.
Hua Rong knew very well that she really didn't need any sadness at this time, and she would be happy if she could. But she couldn't distract herself. Unexpectedly, with just one sentence from King Qin, she couldn't help it anymore and burst out laughing.
His voice was even deeper: "Girl, can I make some medicine residue for you?"
She flushed, hugged his neck tightly, and said angrily: "Look at what nonsense you are talking about, be careful that the children hear it..."
King Qin saw that the two boys had already rushed to the beach and looked at some turtles curiously. It was a huge turtle. I don’t know how it ran up. The little tiger lost the golden pheasant, so he rushed up and used two Just twist your chubby arms.
"Brother, come and help..."