Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 482 Surprised
"Hua Rong, waiting like this is not an option. I'll send someone to search right away. The fourth prince's house has been searched up and down, and the antidote is also to be found..."

"Fourth prince, your efforts are in vain. Which poisoner would be so stupid as to hide the antidote on his body and wait for you to search for it?"

Jin Wushu was speechless: "Hua Rong, tell me, what should I do?"

Hua Rong pondered for a moment, then asked, "Fourth Prince, who do you think is the most likely murderer?"

He resolutely said: "It's either Wang Junhua or Yelu Guanyin, the latter is more likely."

Hua Rong was taken aback. Since his heart is like a mirror, why did he allow Yelu Guanyin to come back?

"However, I have carefully questioned the group of children, and cross-examined Wu Qimai and others. It is impossible for the two of them to have a chance to attack. Could it be that there are other people besides the two of them?"

This is also where Hua Rong was puzzled. It stands to reason that Lu Wenlong had never had any contact with the two of them from the beginning to the end. She checked the water bottle he brought and the food he ate, and there was indeed no trace of being poisoned.She even carefully studied the remaining water in the kettle, and there was nothing wrong with it, and there was nothing wrong with the green grass where the accident happened.

"Hua Rong, what do you think?"

Hua Rong was about to answer, but remembered something but forgot, she touched the child's breath, and suddenly felt a slight heat, but she remained calm, for a long time, until she was convinced that the child's breath was really breathing. Obvious ups and downs.Jin Wushu waited for her answer, seeing a flash of joy on her face.Suspicious in his heart, he also reached out his hand to his son's nose, and sure enough, there was a slight heat.He was overjoyed, and really jumped up, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Hua Rong in a low voice: "Don't make public..."

He immediately fell silent, his voice trembling slightly whispered: "Is the child saved?"

Hua Rong didn't know which kind of medicine had the effect, but the medicine from the Big Snake Tribe really worked.

"Hua Rong, what medicine did you take?"

"Oh?"

Jin Wushu stared at her guarded eyes, felt a chill in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Hua Rong, you are always on guard against me!?"

"Have you?" She said lightly.

"Hua Rong, I've never been wary of you!"

Who knows!

Hua Rong couldn't understand why he kept bringing up these annoying things at such a moment?

She said lightly: "Fourth prince, go and rest, I will take care of it myself."

He was very stubborn: "No, my son, I am not at ease."

Hua Rong didn't say anything anymore, just leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Jin Wushu was also sitting on the chair, not leaving every step.

The heavy rain has not stopped for a moment since last night.Somehow frightened, a flock of birds flew over the big tree in the rain, making a creepy sound.Jin Wushu's legs and feet were a little numb, he stood up, walked outside the door to look at the endless green grassland, covered by layers of rain, blurred, a piece of water world.Turning back again, Hua Rong leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes, his brows were very tired. In his sleep, he held his son with one hand, while the other hand was still holding the small bow tightly, his fingers were extremely pale.

The wind was blowing gently, bringing a chill, he saw Hua Rong shrink back and coughed lightly.He looked around, took a small brocade blanket and walked over, gently covering her body.Hua Rong woke up suddenly, and swung out his small bow habitually. Jin Wushu couldn't dodge it in time, and hit his shoulder heavily with a heavy bow, causing the pain to burst.

He screamed, Hua Rong stood up suddenly, saw the blanket on his body slipping off, looked into Jin Wushu's eyes, and said lightly: "Fourth Prince, I'm sorry..."

This sentence of sorry was said so gently, the burning pain on the shoulder suddenly subsided, Jin Wushu held his shoulder and said, "It's okay. Hua Rong, the weather is cold, you should add more clothes..."

Outside, there are guards who come to deliver breakfast, and a table is full of various flavors of food.

Hua Rong washed up briefly, sat down tiredly, and Jin Wushu immediately pushed two plates of side dishes that suited her taste in front of her.For some reason, the son's life was dying, so he subconsciously wanted to get closer to her, as if the bond that held him was broken, and the two of them would be separated.

Hua Rong ate something, looked up, and saw Jin Wushu gobbling it up, obviously starving all night, hungry.He raised his head while eating, and saw Hua Rong looking at him, he was startled, as if there was something foreign on his face, and he was slightly embarrassed.

It was raining heavily outside, but inside it was relatively silent, such a strong feeling, this is the feeling of a family, working together for a common goal, for the common beloved.

"Hua Rong, don't worry, I will cure my son no matter what."

hope so.As long as he is willing to really think about the child.

The heavy rain stopped, and by noon, the sun burst into the sky with fire.The prairie has been washed by rain, the sky is clear, and the grass is a deep dark green.Jin Wushu came in with a handful of wild flowers and put them on the table, only to see Hua Rong sitting on the edge of the bed, sewing a leopard skin dress.It was the first leopard that Lu Wenlong shot, and it was originally given to his mother.

"Hua Rong, this is a gift from my son."

Hua Rong bit off the needle and thread: "I'll make a winter coat for my child. Once I go back to Beijing, the weather will get cold, so he needs it..." She looked at the large bouquet of wild flowers, and remembered that a few days ago, her son picked nasturtiums every day. When he came back, the flowers kept changing every day, he said, so that he could feel at home.Such a lively child is now lying motionless on the bed, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.She stood up with a sigh, silently took a few, and put them in the vase of Jun Kiln.

Such a simple bouquet of flowers suddenly becomes patchwork in a vase, adding a charm out of thin air.Jin Wushu looked around, only to realize that in just such a short moment, the tent seemed to have changed, and it was so elegant, clean and tidy.Excited, he ran to his son's bed and took his hand: "Son, wake up quickly, mom has packed the tent as you like again, and mom will make tea for you..."

Lu Wenlong's eyes were closed tightly, but he was still unconscious.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Hua Rong: "In the plague at the beginning of the year, my own sons almost died. I was also very sad. I once asked God for divination, asked the witch doctor to do it, and longed to have my own son again... But now, if Wen Long can wake up, I would rather not have my own children in this life!"

Hua Rong was shocked.

These words were completely different from Jin Wushu's sweet talk to him, it was a strong shock.At this moment, he is not acting, not acting at all, but out of the deepest fatherly love, the most sincere feeling a man can have.

It was a kind of female intuition. For the first time in his life, the treacherous fourth prince could be so sincere!
She closed her eyes slightly and didn't make a sound. After a while, she took out the medicine bottle in her arms, guessed that the time was up, and took two more pills for her son.

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Jin Wushu also reached out to touch it. This time, his son's breathing was much more even.He was slightly relaxed, with a hint of joy, looking at the clothes on the mattress, tiger skin, leopard skin, after simple sewing, with some simple tortoiseshell, shell and other inlays, they looked very beautiful. Beautiful and generous, all are Lu Wenlong's winter clothes.

He laughed: "Hua Rong, my son has always kept the tiger skin clothes you made for him in Elong Town. Later, when he grew up, he couldn't wear them anymore, and he kept them all the time. He refused to throw them away. This child... "

"Fourth prince, if the child wakes up, I will also make you a tiger skin dress."

Jin Wushu opened his mouth wide and turned his head away suddenly, his eyes were dry and astringent.After a while, he turned his head. At this time, Hua Rong had already taken out the medicine, and began to wipe some superficial wounds on his son's body.

In a moment of ecstasy, he was almost incoherent: "Hua Rong, you can actually bring your son here. The prince swears that he will treat him kindly in this life, just like Wenlong..."

Hua Rong laughed, and the hand wiping the medicine couldn't help but pause.Let Jin Wushu raise and take care of Yue Pengju's son?Wouldn't Pengju be so angry that he would jump out from under the Nine Springs?

She was startled by this strange thought, if there was something that could make Pengju come back to life, how great would it be?And Brother Lu, is he dead or alive?Where exactly are you?Why has it disappeared without a trace since then?
She said three times silently in her heart: Pengju, you must protect Wenlong's child from waking up.

Jin Wushu looked at the wonderful gentle smile on her face, this was the first time he looked at her after she came back, and only then did he realize that she was completely in the tight-fitting dress of a Hu woman, which was a very convenient way to hunt. He pretends to be a person who will embark on a long journey and a battlefield at any time.But even such a simple dress can't hide the familiar demeanor, especially when she smiles like this, every stitch, every move, is full of the most gentle feminine and maternal charm.

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself: "Hua Rong, you have been wandering all these years, don't you want to live a peaceful life? Stay, okay? At least, I can take care of you and your son, Let you mother and child have no worries. Besides, Wen Long boy, he likes you so much, he treats you as his real mother, how can you bear to leave him after he wakes up?"

The smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, yes, when Wen Long woke up, how could she bear to leave him again?
Because of this strange smile, Jin Wushu loosened his clenched fist, as if a negotiation in a prosperous age had finally come to an end. Could it be that his son's injury was just an opportunity for him?If not, how many times have you ever seen Hua Rong smile like this?
Owning countless women, he has always enjoyed the flattery and flattery of his wives and concubines. For a time, he didn't understand women's sincerity and hypocrisy. He only wanted to see who smiled the most and served him the most comfortably. However, despite this, Hua Rong's deliberate tenderness earlier, he But I also understand that it is unreal; because the smile after careful dressing is so fake, there is no trace of warmth.

At this moment, it is different, with a warm smile, warm as spring, and sincere.

For a moment, he found that in his life, he had never been so close to the heart of this woman as he is now.

This small tent has almost become a small treasure house.

The luxuries that the fourth prince brought with him during his vacation, the rewards from the wolf lord, the rare treasures that he scavenged from inside and outside Yanjing, and the treasures that some powerful officials took the opportunity to bribe, were almost all piled up in a few huge boxes in the corner.Normally, Hua Rong would have been overjoyed when he saw these things, thinking about how many weapons he could buy for the big snake tribe.But at this time, she had no thoughts and tried every means to treat her son.

Although the son didn't die, he didn't wake up either. The consequences of dragging on so endlessly were unpredictable.

At the same time, in the big tent, the two of them felt uneasy.

Ever since Wang Junhua was wounded that day, the fourth prince never stayed in the big tent again, and stayed in the small tent all day and all night, saying that he was waiting for his son.

(End of this chapter)