Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 467 Like it or not
Weakness, after all, is a weak woman, crying in the arms of a man like this, that is her last trust, and she confides without defense.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Hua Rong, I hope to use the rest of my life to make up for you, okay?"

She didn't answer, and he didn't ask, but just repeated softly in her ear: "Hua Rong, I'm sorry for you, so, for the rest of my life, I will let you live a good life..."

Lu Wenlong picked a lot of flowers and was about to run over when he saw his father and mother hugging. He was so happy that he turned around secretly and ran to pick flowers again.

After a while, Hua Rong's crying turned into sobs, Jin Wushu let out a long sigh, wiped off the tears on her face, and said in a low voice: "Hua Rong, I actually regret it too. If we hadn't met like that at the beginning, if we had changed If we get along in one way, it won’t be the ending today.”

Hua Rong raised her head in his arms, looking at the big and round moon, the moon is round but people are not round, it is a sad thing through the ages.Jin Wushu's voice softly whispered in his ears: "There is still time, we can start again. Hua Rong, if you don't like it, I can drive away Yelu Guanyin and others. I will do whatever you want. ..."

In the night, those eyes were filled with a kind of tender charm, as if they were no longer warriors with golden arms and iron horses, but became the supreme love saints.Hua Rong stared into his eyes: "Fourth prince, actually, I don't deserve you to treat me like this at all..."

He laughed: "Whether it's worth it or not, I care about Yixin. Hua Rong, don't worry, I will never force you before I kill Qin Hui. It can be regarded as giving us a period to really understand each other..." He blinked, "It's like a man on the grassland chasing a beautiful girl, Hua Rong, do you know? In this life, I have never pursued any woman except you..." Memories are like tides, encounters on the battlefield, encounters in Kaifeng, many years , I still remember the silhouette of the pair of slender hands cutting a new orange in the teahouse, and it was frozen in my mind.

"Hua Rong, these years, I have never really hated you. Even after you get married, I still dream that one day we can meet again, meet again, and be together..."

With a low sigh, she slowly sat up from his arms.

At this time, Lu Wenlong ran back and piled a large handful of flowers in his mother's arms. Hua Rong's face was almost buried by the flowers, and he smiled: "Son, did you pick so many?"

"Mom, do you like it?"

"like."

At this moment, I really appreciate the taste of a loving wife and loving son, the state of nephrite and gentle fragrance, and I can't help it, and I have a wonderful fantasy: one day, I will have another son, the son born by her, my own flesh and blood, Cheng Huan Knees, teasing fun, isn't it the great beauty of life?
"Hua Rong..."

She raised her face from among the flowers, and saw his smiling face, which was extremely intimate: "Hua Rong, in fact, since the bloody battle at Xiaoshangqiao, I have completely hated war..."

What does it mean?
He didn't hide his thoughts at all: "Having been fighting for half my life, watching people's heads fall to the ground every day, I really hate war, so I advocate the peace talks between Song and Jin. In my lifetime, I hope that the two countries will no longer go to war. Wouldn't it be far better to spend half your life in peace, riding horses and hunting, and raising children for fun?"

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment, it turned out that this was his real thought.She didn't know whether it was sadness or joy in her heart, she would rather be a dog of peace than a person in a troubled world, who would want to go to war?Who wants to be displaced?
"As long as I am alive, I believe that there will be no more large-scale wars between the two countries."

He was high-spirited and vowed.Hua Rong smiled slightly, yes, he got rid of everything he should get rid of, and he got what he should get, so what's the point of starting a war?
Lu Wenlong took his mother with one hand and father with the other, happily walking back: "Daddy, how are we going to play tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow Dad will teach you a novel thing."

"Great."

Jin Wushu didn't stop until the mother and son were sent to the tent.Hua Rong held his son, Lu Wenlong kept waving to him: "Daddy, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

The door of the tent was closed, and he turned around to see if the guards waiting in the night were doing their duty.It was already late at night, and the footsteps wandered on the grass, only the chirping of insects was left around.I felt an unprecedented ease in my heart—as if I had let go of a heavy burden.This night, I got to know Hua Rong and her weakest point, what kind of progress is this?
He waved his hands, and suddenly remembered that his poison hadn't flared up for a long time these days.Moreover, even when drinking too much, when the passion is surging, there is no sign of the disease.Could it be that the medicine Hua Rong gave him that day alleviated the toxicity?Or simply the antidote?He was very optimistic. This woman has never really done anything cruel to him, has she?
He turned around to look at the tent under the night, silently, smiled and said in a low voice, "Hua Rong, good night."

In the room, the candlelight was shining, reflecting a box of jewelry, gold, silver and pearls sent by the housekeeper.

Lu Wenlong yawned, and sat on the table drinking a cup of tea with his mother like a little adult, and his tone was very sophisticated: "Mom, don't you feel that Dad is getting better and better?"

She smiled and nodded.

"It's just that the goblin is still there. I really don't understand why daddy doesn't care about what he says? He said he wanted to drive her away. Before, daddy wasn't like this..."

In the past, because the requirements were different, because the requirements were simple and easy to promise; now, Xi Nuer's charm has not passed, and the fourth prince still retains his attachment to her freshness of OOXX.Child, he doesn't understand these things, but he knows how to observe, and knowing what Dad is saying may not mean anything.

Hua Rong smiled and said nothing, and did not answer his son's doubts, but only looked at the increasingly dark moonlight outside the window.The fourth prince's sweet words are like this night, this woman today, another woman in the Ming Dynasty, it can't be true.He can embrace other women OOXX while saying he loves you.The love of a politician is so cheap, but he himself thinks that it is very noble, holy and passionate.

Lu Wenlong was still regretting this small "flaw": "Mom, I'm going to sleep first."

"Well, mom will prepare a delicious breakfast for you tomorrow."

The world of this tent became quiet again, and the candlelight flickered, leaving only my own lonely shadow reflected on the four walls.Hua Rong sat quietly, and it took a long time to close the jewelry box.For the first time in many years, I understand the importance of money.How can a lonely woman with no power and no money get revenge other than relying on a man?The fourth prince, he can provide part of the money and part of the power, can't he?As the most powerful man in Song and Jin Dynasties today, besides relying on him, who else can he rely on?What's more, I didn't use him in vain, he is also one of the murderers, isn't he?Because of guilt, he always generously sent his wealth, his favorite treasures, to her one by one in an attempt to win her favor.

A red silk mirror, a jade inlaid comb, a face with heavy make-up lifted from the sparkling water shadow, she wiped it clean with a handkerchief, in the flickering candlelight, the makeup faded away, and the lead was gone, only to find the corners of her eyes Slight fine lines, those vicissitudes hidden in the brows - I am old, I am old.

I thought that only King Qin was getting old, but in fact, I am also getting old.

The only one who is not old is Pengju. His figure will always be fixed in the most prosperous years.

The comb slid across the hair, and a gentle voice sounded above the head: "Sister Seventeen, I'll comb it for you..."

She was startled, turned around, and the comb fell to the ground, and the jade on the handle broke in two.In the dead of night, in a foreign country, where is the slightest shadow of Pengju?
"Pengju, wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I will definitely go back to accompany you, and I will never be separated from you again."

"Mom... Mom..." That was the laughter of the little tiger head, holding up the little turtle, holding the little oyster, and the little boots walked on the cruiser proudly, "tap, tap..."

She burst into tears, lying on the bed with all her clothes on, the moonlight was shining outside the window, and she was heartbroken.

Speeding up the horse, a small team sneaked into the Liao Kingdom in the dark, crossed the grassland, crossed the grove, and came to a mysterious valley.

Bypassing the boulder, as if a natural gate, the vision suddenly opened up, the flat place, the large and rough house, the huge natural flat ground made a square, and there were shouts all around: "Kill, kill, kill..."

Neat facelifts, sharp weapons, and a dense square team are meticulously drilled.

King Qin laughed loudly, rode his horse into the arena, and clapped his hands heavily: "Okay, okay, very good, seeing the elite of the original Liao Kingdom today, it really deserves its reputation..."

A general wearing a red scarf ran over, surprised and delighted: "Your Majesty, are you here?"

Beside him, a big man of Liao Kingdom blood was full of vigilance, but seeing Liu Wu's attitude, he didn't dare to be presumptuous. He stared at the big man who broke in suddenly, but he was quickly caught by the momentum in those leopard-like eyes. Shocked, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

A strange whistle sounded, and a general wearing a hood like Liu Wu stepped forward, bowed and bowed: "Your Majesty, the villain Yelulong continues to be ordered by the Lord to welcome you."

King Qin laughed loudly: "Liu Wu, you continue, good, good."

As soon as he waved his hand, he strode towards the direction Yelu Longxu pointed out.

A row of flat houses, half wood and half stone structure, obviously made of local materials, built only two or three years ago.King Qin looked around as he walked, these are military camps, Yelu is very useful, what kind of luxurious place will this old ghost live in?

An independent courtyard, a two-story building, the stone door opened silently, King Qin entered, and saw a hidden corner on the second floor, which was obviously a watchtower, and a man in black was coming down from it, without a trace of sound. Emotion: "King Qin, what do you think?"

"Very good. Better than I expected."

He smiled smugly, the leather on his face was pulled very strangely, King Qin suspected that he had changed to another mask.However, he was not interested in knowing what the old ghost really looked like.

"King Qin, you have come all the way to visit our army?" He deliberately emphasized the word "we".

"Of course, I have put in all my heart and soul, manpower and material resources, so naturally I can't just ignore it..." King Qin didn't care, "Besides, I still want to visit you, my father-in-law, right?"

"My father-in-law? Interesting, interesting." Yelu Dayong laughed loudly, "Unexpectedly, this old man became the father-in-law of Haiba King Qin. The world is changing, and who can tell clearly?"

Two boy servants in green clothes and hats came up to mix tea. King Qin looked around and saw a stone house in Nuoda, which was paved with long hanging rocks, a dense air-conditioning, a few animal skins, and the walls were solitary. , without any gorgeous furnishings.He was startled, how extravagant Yelu Dayong used to be the prince of the Liao Kingdom, but now, it is so simple and humble, obviously on the way to compete for the world, he is completely devoted and puts all his eggs in one basket.

(End of this chapter)