Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 301 Will it be

The benevolence of Hua Rong's wife can only be Hua Rong.

He stabs and kills while talking and laughing, so he is the wolf master.

And the Song Dynasty, Zhao Deji, and Qin Hui's monarchs and ministers are exactly the same, despicableness does not distinguish between races and countries.With a chill in his heart, he thought of Yuwen Xuzhong, this old thief, if he hadn't conspired and co-stabbed at a young age, how could he become so ruthless?

After Zong Han's death, the co-assassins naturally did not dare to announce that he was killed by Yi, but publicized that he died of illness. The court also mourned him extensively, giving him the condolences of the Taibao, the leader of the three provinces, and the king of Jin. King Song.

Zong Han's back was extremely mournful, and the more glorious he was, the more afraid Jin Wushu was.These days, he is almost at home, thanking guests behind closed doors, and only playing with his son.Especially Pu Luhu, he had a good personal relationship with Jin Wushu, although Jin Wushu invited him many times, he always politely declined, knowing that Zonggan's next target was Puluhu, so he didn't dare to go too far with him. close.

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When Pu Luhu declined the invitation for the fifth time, he finally realized that something was wrong and simply went to Jin Wushu's mansion.

The snow was very thick, and Jin Wushu played with his son in the snow.Since returning to "home" this time, little Lu Wenlong is no longer as lively as before. He is already six or seven years old and a little sensible. After witnessing his father's behavior towards his mother, he always thinks that his mother is dead.On this day, he asked habitually as usual: "Where is mother? Where is mother?"

Jin Wushu was about to answer, but he saw Pu Luhu rushing in murderously, followed by the panting butler, apparently because he couldn't stop him, looked anxiously at Jin Wushu, and shouted: "Fourth Prince..."

Pu Luhu put his hand on his waist saber, most of the Jin people are straightforward, and he doesn't know how to beat around the bush, so he said loudly, "Wu Shu, what do you mean by hiding from me everywhere?"

Jin Wushu ordered the two maids to take his son down, and then smiled: "Okay, since I'm here, I'll accompany you today."

Pu Luhu angrily followed him into the house.

The two sat down on the warm kang like spring, and the servants brought two altars of wine brewed by the golden men themselves.Jin Wushu didn't say hello, Pu Luhu poured himself a large bowl and drank it in one gulp, then stared at Jin Wushu: "Fourth Prince, what do you mean? Why do you avoid me when you come back? What's wrong with you?"

Jin Wushu smiled wryly and stretched out his hand.

Proudhu looked at the thumb and index finger on his right hand that had been severed, leaving only three bare fingers.He had never seen such a hand before, and felt extremely strange.

He stared: "So what? Injuries are commonplace..."

Jin Wushu let out a long sigh: "But, my injury..."

"Did Song Zhu hurt you?"

Jin Wushu nodded.

"Why is Song Zhu so powerful?"

Jin Wushu acted as if nothing had happened: "Yue Pengju!"

In recent years, Yue Pengju had become the most troublesome general of the Song Dynasty for the Jin Army. Pu Luhu naturally knew his name, so he was no longer surprised to see that he was killed by Yue Pengju.

But Pu Luhu saw that his eyes were dim, no matter how rude he was, he understood that it was indeed a great trouble for the former brave fourth prince to lose his right hand.He scratched his head: "I thought what kind of grievances you had with me, my brother, that's the case, so I don't blame you."

This is also Jin Wushu's idea. He has always been friends with Puluhu. After Zonghan died, he felt even more sad for the death of the rabbit. Seeing that Zonggan and others had vaguely aimed at Puluhu in the next step, because Puluhu had once Fighting to be the wolf master, Zong Gan and others are always worried.Jin Wushu deliberately reminded him to save his life.But if you think about it left and right, there is no way to have the best of both worlds.

Sure enough, Pu Luhu said angrily: "After Zong Han died, now Zong Qian has all the power, and everything is done by collaborating with Yu Wenxu. The three of them discussed and excluded me..."

Jin Wushu was silent, and after a while he said: "I think this old thing in Yuwenxu is indeed a bit tricky."

Prouhu slapped the table: "I've long since disliked this old guy, it's best to find an opportunity to kill him."

Jin Wushu wished that someone would kill Yu Wenxuzhong, but he did not show his face and cleverly changed the topic away.At this time, Pu Luhu didn't realize that his situation was very delicate. He talked excitedly and drank most of a jar of wine, and then he happily got up and said goodbye.

Just as he was about to get off the kang, he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "Wu Shu, I got a dozen beauties from the Khitan Xiao family last month, and I will send you four more."

"Then I'm welcome."

Pu Luhu was very proud: "I became the king, and I also gave the first lady a title of princess. You are also the king of Yue, who is your title of princess going to?"

This question stopped Jin Wushu, and he couldn't answer it for a while.

He pondered for a moment before saying, "I'll talk about it later."

Prouhu thought he was still depressed about Yelv Guanyin, so he didn't mention it anymore, and then left drunk.

As soon as he left, Jin Wushu returned to the room and heard his son crying.

He frowned, these days, because Hua Rong and the nurse were not around, his son often cried.He went in and saw Lu Wenlong sitting on the kang, weeping non-stop, no matter how the temporary wet nurse took care of him, he would not listen.

Seeing him coming in, the wet nurse looked terrified, "Fourth prince, the little prince has a fever..."

He waved her back, sat next to his son, hugged him, first touched his son's forehead, which was a little hot.Because of this burst of crying, her face was flushed and she coughed.

He lightly stroked his son's back to calm him down.Seeing Dad, the child opened his eyes wide, hugged his neck, and cried, "Daddy, I don't want them, I don't want them..."

Naturally, he was referring to the temporary wet nurse and so on.

Jin Wushu said in a warm voice: "Okay, son, Father will find another wet nurse for you."

The child danced wildly with his small hands: "No, no, no, I only want my mother..."

"Son, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I want mom. Dad, where is mom? Is mom dead?"

"Mom is fine, she is not dead."

"Father, you lied to me. I saw you beat my mother...why did you beat my mother?"

Jin Wushu hugged his son tightly and let out a long sigh, feeling very regretful in his heart, unable to face his son's naive questioning at all.Yeah, why did I hit his "mother"?Is it because of that slap in the face that all affection was completely cut off by him?

He was very sad, especially in such a bleak and lonely day, he needed comfort even more.That kind of spiritual comfort cannot be brought by a random concubine with outstanding looks, it must be shared by a woman who understands herself and her situation.

Is there any woman in this world who understands her situation better than Hua Rong who has fought all the way through a hail of bullets?

If the flowers dissolve in it!
If she was with her son, at least he could tell her what was in his heart.Even if you don't say anything, at least you still have the warmth of her plain hands cooking tea.

He sighed in his heart, seeing his son crying so much, he was even more depressed, he just hugged his son and kept coaxing him: "Good boy, Dad will take you to hunt tomorrow..."

Lu Wenlong refused to obey, and continued to cry: "I don't want to hunt, I want my mother..."

He had a nanny by his side all these years, and later Hua Rong.Especially Hua Rong, who treats him as his own child, and loves him a little more than ordinary biological mothers. Now, there is no acquaintance around him, and the little child feels very lonely. Every time he asked before, Dad would always stare.Seeing that Dad didn't stare today, he just acted coquettishly and cried loudly: "I definitely want my mother, and I don't want anything else..."

Jin Wushu wanted to be annoyed, but seeing that his son had lost weight these days, he also knew that it was because he had no mother and no familiar wet nurse, and the Jurchen woman took care of him, and he didn't understand the child's habits.He is not at ease looking for ordinary Han slaves.In such a dilemma, touching his son's face is very distressing.

He wiped the tears from his son's face, and coaxed him softly: "Son, be good..."

The child's crying became a little quieter, and he sobbed and asked: "Mom, where is mother..."

He was almost assuring: "Mom is fine. Son, in the future, Dad will fight and take you back, maybe you can still see her..."

The child was dubious, so he grabbed Dad's hand, but when he saw Dad's crippled hand, he asked childishly, "Dad, what's wrong with your hand?"

He also asked Jin Wushu this question several times, but Jin Wushu didn't answer, and he didn't know how to mention it to his son, let alone how to tell his son that his mother cut off his hand.

"Father, with your hands like this, can you still hunt?"

"can!"

"Which villain chopped it up for you?"

He laughed: "Father accidentally injured himself."

The child showed doubts in his eyes. Although he was young, he naturally did not believe that someone would do this to his own hand.However, since he was young after all, he forgot to ask about other interesting things his father had told him, and his attraction was entirely in other aspects.

Jin Wushu finally comforted his son to fall asleep, and he himself felt sleepy. This night, he lay beside his son and fell asleep with his arms around him.

In the middle of the night, the whistling north wind could be heard coming in through the closed door, like wild beasts roaring in the mountains.He was used to hearing it since he was a child, but this night he felt uncomfortable in every possible way, and he always had a faint sense of foreboding.His crippled right hand tightened again, touched his son's sleeping face, and smiled wryly. He had thought that the fourth prince, who could carry a tripod, could only coax his son to sleep at home. In the political vortex of Jin Kingdom, Wait and see what happens, and protect yourself wisely, lest the next storm befalls you.

After tossing and tossing until dawn, he closed his eyes in a daze, and suddenly thought of a problem: his iron coupon to avoid death is still in Hua Rong's hand.If I asked her for it, would she return it to me?
Or, if she knew what it was, would she return it to herself?
After receiving the news of Zong Han's death, Shan Man Da Da started the second worst curse in her life.In his hand he held a wooden staff with a butcher's knife tied to it, which was his wizard's belongings.He walked to the courtyard with a wooden staff in his hand, put the two long braids on his head around his neck, turned his face towards the court, and began to sing a sad spell in Jurchen language:

One corner of Hethorn is taken to point to the sky, the other to the underground cow, and there is also an unnamed horse, which has a flower face when viewed from the front, a white tail when viewed from the back, and left and right wings when viewed from the side.

As he sang, he scratched the ground with the sharp knife on the tip of his stick.After he finished singing Lord Wolf, he sang others:
One corner of Zonggan is taken to point to the sky, the other to the underground cow, and there is also an unnamed horse, which has a flower face when viewed from the front, a white tail when viewed from the back, and left and right wings when viewed from the side.

One corner of the Pulu tiger is taken to point to the sky, the other to the underground cow, and there is also an unnamed horse, which has a flowered face when viewed from the front, a white tail when viewed from the back, and left and right wings when viewed from the side.

One corner of Wushu is used to point to the sky, the other to the underground cow, and there is also an unnamed horse, which has a flower face when viewed from the front, a white tail when viewed from the back, and left and right wings when viewed from the side.

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(End of this chapter)