Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 152 Shameless

The sun rises on the capped white mountains in the distance, and those white snows will not melt all year round, accumulating over time, it seems that only gods can achieve it, and mortals can only worship from afar.

King Qin reined in his horse and stopped to look at the red sun in this foreign country.

Passing through this dusty post road is Yanjing, what are those men and women from other countries like?He suddenly felt so curious.

For many years, he has always been inseparable from women, but because of the binding of that oath, and because of the subtle turmoil in his mood, he can no longer find any other women.

It's just, girl, that damn girl, so far away, she even became someone else's wife.

The flame in his chest seemed to boil the old age snow on the opposite side of the Snow White Mountain.No one knows better than him why he chased from the sea to the land like crazy, and then from the land to the Kingdom of Jin!
I need her, desperately.

need to get.

If you want to get it, you have to destroy it first.

Destroy all stumbling blocks that stand in your way.

Because of such torment, the hatred for Yue Pengju gradually, spread, penetrated into his bones, and even began to hate her—really hate her!The magic star that I hit!

He suddenly had a very strange idea in his mind:

If she died, wouldn't he have to suffer this kind of suffering again?
He was taken aback by the growing thought in his heart.

Even when he entered the barracks and accompanied her and was chased away by her, he had never hated him so much.

From beginning to end, he never hated her.

Before he came to the Kingdom of Jin, he always thought that he hated Yue Pengju, and that he was the only one who really hated him. It was his rhetoric and rudeness that caused his "hate of taking his wife".However, when this kind of hatred cannot be vented and gradually expands in the corner of the heart, I realize that perhaps, real destruction may bring real joy.

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

"Send it to the bridal chamber!!!"

The voice was ear-piercing, piercing to the bone that he had never understood before, only now did he realize that Hua Rong was no longer the little girl he could absolutely control on the island in the past, let alone the wife he had been married to.

She is determined to leave and resolute, even if she has worked hard, she will not get it.

It's like the life-sacrificing of the Liu Family Temple's golden camp, like sacrificing one's life in the vast sea—in return, only her back, and "sent to the bridal chamber" with other men!
He subconsciously stretched his hand into his bosom, as he had done many times in the past, but his bosom was empty, and there was no more wedding stickers - no, it was already broken into pieces, like a heart, turned into ashes up.

Hatred and lust are intertwined, as if playing a funeral song of love in the heart.

He was originally a pirate, and he only knew that he would get what he wanted.

But what if you can't get it?
If you can't get it, grab it!
Can't get it?

If you can't grab it, you will destroy it, so that you can start a new life.

He subconsciously lifted the big knife in his hand. It was heavy and weighed 38 kilograms. It was a weapon he had accompanied for many years.At this moment, he thought, who would be the first person to drink blood from this knife in a foreign land?
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On this day, the sun was shining brightly, and even in the north, it was obvious that the weather was getting warmer.

Yanshou Temple is a famous temple outside Yanjing in the former Liao Kingdom, with a large scale and hundreds of houses.Because of watching the willow festival, Song Huizong and other prisoners of war were all relocated here.

Although Yanshou Temple is very large, it still looks very crowded because there are more than 800 people living there.A few days before the Shooting Willow Festival, the food provided by the Kingdom of Jin was relatively sufficient, but after that, the supply became more and more scarce. A large number of old and weak died.The situation of the women living in the north of Yanshou Temple is even worse.Hundreds of women crowded into dozens of rooms, all of whom were concubines, concubines, concubines, wives, etc. of the original Song Dynasty. During the Shooting Willow Festival, most of the men from the Kingdom of Jin flocked here, so these women, nine out of ten will be reduced to death. For prostitution.Half of a famous temple in the past has become another "laundry yard" of the Kingdom of Jin.

When Song Huizong learned of these situations, his mood was even worse.

This morning, he and Concubine Qiao were sitting opposite each other. The husband and wife had long since turned gray, and even Concubine Qiao, who was graceful in the past, was no longer beautiful, and she looked like a haggard old woman.

Outside the door, a person came in, with braided hair on the left side, knelt down and bowed his head in salute: "The minister Qin Hui kowtows to His Majesty the Supreme Being."

Song Huizong saw that he was dressed in a golden man's attire, but he was performing Han etiquette. He suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him up: "There is no need to be polite, the old man is already a prisoner, and he will be called an official once again. Qin Zhuangyuan, you are here now." What is Da Jin's job?"

Qin Hui said: "Brothered by the fourth prince, the minister is now promoted to the military staff."

In fact, before this, Qin Hui was purely a shepherd and horseman Bi Mawen of the Kingdom of Jin. However, Jin Wushu deliberately used him, and recently asked Wang Junhua to appoint him a Jurchen official, which is very low-level. Qin Hui has learned a little about Jurchen. In order to improve his own social status, he translated this official position into "Military Adviser" in Chinese.

Song Huizong said: "So that's how it is, Staff Officer Qin, please allow me to return the gift." After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply, and Qin Hui hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty killed the little minister. The minister was originally a Song minister. Don't forget Song Hui." De..." After he finished speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed deeply, tears streaming down his face.

Song Huizong didn't have a deep impression of this champion man before, but seeing his words and deeds this time, he had a good impression of him in his heart, thinking, although Qin Hui temporarily succumbed to the golden man, he did not forget his old master, which is really rare.

Song Huizong lived in Yanshou Temple, and he was waiting for the good news from the envoys of the Song Dynasty, but for a few days, Yu Wenxuzhong and others seemed to have evaporated, and they never disappeared.Knowing that he was probably detained by the Jin people again, he hurriedly asked Qin Hui, "Staff Qin is outside, do you know the news about the Song Dynasty envoys?"

Qin Hui said: "I came to kowtow to the emperor today, precisely because of this..." He lowered his voice, "I follow the fourth prince, and I heard that the Kingdom of Jin is roughly divided into two factions, the main and the main battle, and there are big differences. The second envoy was detained by the eldest prince, and the eldest prince is aggressive, so he had to be careful..."

Song Huizong said: "Since this is the case, I will write a book and hand it over to the fourth prince."

"Yes."

Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty ordered people to take the pen and ink, picked up the pen to write, but put it down again, and sighed: "The old man is here, and he has neglected the pen and ink for a long time. Qin Zhuangyuan is quick-witted, so why not write for the old man..."

Qin Hui didn't refuse, just picked up the pen and wrote.He was born as the No. [-] Scholar, and after thinking about Song Huizong's state of mind and tone, he wrote it. Song Huizong saw that it was just right and very satisfied: "Qin No. [-] Scholar is really good at writing, and I am very satisfied."

He immediately used another paper to copy Qin Hui's draft, using his famous thin gold body.

Qin Hui took Song Huizong's handwriting and was about to leave when Song Huizong took him by the hand and said: "The Qin staff is going here, please persuade the marshals of Dajin with all your heart. If the old man can return to the south, he will never forget this great kindness." , I should thank you very much."

Qin Hui smiled wryly: "Although I am under the command of the fourth prince, I am just a lowly official, and I am ordered by others like a servant. I and my wife, thinking about it day and night, longing for the leaves to return to their roots and their souls to their hometown. I only ask His Majesty to return to the south. I can't thank you enough for being able to redeem my minister with a lot of money..." He said, wiping his tears with his hands, which made Song Huizong feel that he was loyal and reliable, so he hurriedly said, "If I have to return it, I will not owe you anything. , will make today's Ninth Brother reuse Qin's staff..."

Ninth brother is naturally Zhao Deji. Song Huizong has been in the north for a long time at this time, and he also uses rankings to call his son enthusiastically.

Qin Hui said his goodbyes and went out, went down to Yanshou Temple, and walked another mile. Wang Junhua was waiting there, and when he saw him, he immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

Qin Hui hurriedly handed Song Huizong's handwriting to her: "Madam, I got it..."

Wang Junhua pulled him over: "Your effort, the fourth prince will reward you a lot..."

Qin Hui was overjoyed: "The fourth prince wants to summon me?"

Wang Junhua gave him a white look: "Come with me."

Qin Hui followed her, but saw that she was dressed up very seductively. Now that the weather was getting warmer, she looked like a woman from the Kingdom of Jin, with half of her shoulders exposed, white and smooth.

Seeing her like this, Qin Hui sighed: "You went to see the fourth prince again like this..."

Wang Junhua stared: "Old ghost, if it weren't for my mother, how would you have today? The fourth prince is about to send you a fortune, how dare you have another heart?"

She smelled the smell of cattle, sheep and horse dung on Qin Hui's body in disgust, and she was even more contemptuous, walking ahead quickly, keeping a certain distance from him.

The two came to Jin Wushu's mansion, and Wang Junhua took Qin Hui in with ease.

Sitting on the chair, Jin Wushu read the handwriting Qin Hui brought back, and said with a smile, "That's very good."

Qin Hui knelt down cautiously: "What is the fourth prince's order?"

"Haha, the prince wants to play a big game..."

"Oh?"

"Maybe this game of chess will take decades. Don't worry, take your time, hahaha..."

Wang Junhua said flatteringly: "The fourth prince is talented and ambitious, so he must have foresight. We will definitely do our best to serve the fourth prince."

Jin Wushu saw that she was dressed up extraordinarily alluringly today, with a section of snow-white shoulder exposed.Since Wang Junhua came to the Kingdom of Jin, because he was good at flattering, he didn't suffer much. In addition, he was very proud of following Jin Wushu, and his appearance was better maintained than when he was in the Kingdom of Song.

Jin Wushu didn't really have much interest in her, but seeing her obsequious and obviously flattering expression at this moment, and seeing Qin Hui on the side feeling uncomfortable, a kind of pride and pride of a winner spontaneously arose in his heart.

War, defeating the enemy, taking their wealth and women, and hugging the enemy's women is the greatest pleasure.

He looked at Qin Hui, and his heart moved: "Qin Hui, you are the number one scholar of Song State? What is the priority of Song State?"

"Back to the fourth prince, be polite and honest..."

"Etiquette, righteousness and shame?" Jin Wushu laughed loudly, pulled Wang Junhua over, and tore off a piece of clothes on her shoulder with force.

Qin Hui blushed, but Wang Junhua snuggled into Jin Wushu's arms without panic, and said with a coquettish smile, "Fourth Prince..."

Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "Are you husband and wife loyal to me for the rest of your life?"

Wang Junhua chuckled and said: "The fourth prince has orders, but all slaves obey."

Jin Wushu looked at Qin Hui, Qin Hui hurriedly moved away, only to hear Wang Junhua coquettishly shout: "Old ghost, how dare you disobey the fourth prince? If it weren't for the fourth prince, you would have died long ago..."

Qin Hui had no choice but to perform a Jurchen salute: "The villain swears his allegiance to the fourth prince to the death."

Jin Wushu laughed wildly, pushed Wang Junhua away a little, and said arrogantly: "Take off your clothes first, so I can serve the prince well today..."

"Yes."

Wang Junhua responded coquettishly, and actually took off his clothes quickly.

Qin Hui has been watching blankly by the side, not daring to say anything.

(End of this chapter)