Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 227 Methods
Wang Junhua beat his chest and stamped his feet, but seeing that Qin Hui hadn't come up with a solution for a long time, he grabbed his beard angrily: "Old ghost, don't worry, you have to find a way..."

Qin Hui didn't dare to disobey: "Take your time, there will always be a way."

A cold light flashed in Wang Junhua's eyes: "Hua Rong knows our details, and Tian Wei also knows. If the two of them join forces, it's better to strike first..."

Qin Hui was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"A small amount is not a gentleman, and non-toxic is not a husband. It is better to kill these two troubles first."

Qin Hui pondered for a moment, the Taizu of this dynasty made an oath not to kill the ministers or those who wrote the letter, Yue Pengju has already become a procuratorate envoy, who can easily kill him?He only said: "Ma'am, don't worry, Yue Pengju will die, but you have to take your time, he and Hua Rong may not be able to turn the world upside down."

Wang Junhua knew that her husband had a lot of poisonous schemes, so she turned slightly angry: "Okay, I will give you some time. Besides, the officials may not really trust Hua Rong that much..."

As soon as Qin Hui touched the beard on his chin, he naturally turned a blind eye to the ambiguity between his wife and the officials. These days, Wang Junhua has almost played a trick of flattery, seducing Zhao Deji in every possible way.She thought to herself, the Fourth Prince of the Kingdom of Jin could also be in her hands, could it be that a mere son of the Zhao family can't handle it?Because of the influence of Jin Wushu, she despises Zhao Deji very much in her heart, secretly, she always calls him "Nine Kings", and doesn't think he is some kind of invincible emperor.

At this time, Gao Yigong's voice was heard outside the door: "Master Qin..."

Gao Yigong is the eyeliner that Jin Wushu placed beside Qin Hui and his wife, and is now recommended by Qin Hui to take up any idle position in the Ministry of War.Wang Junhua heard Gao Yigong's voice, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect, so he said, "Please come in."

His husband and wife never avoided Gao Yigong, Gao Yigong came in and cupped his hands: "I heard that Yue Pengju is going back to court?"

"What does Master Gao think?"

"The Fourth Prince hates Yue Pengju all his life. This person has always been the main station. This time, we must not let him hinder our good deeds."

"what should we do?"

"According to the plan."

"Yes."

Gao Yigong was afraid that the two of them would have any disobedience, so he said: "It will be a matter of time before the fourth prince's army destroys the Song Dynasty. You and your husband will be the founding fathers of the country in the future..."

Wang Junhua was overjoyed, but what he was thinking in his heart was even more, if the fourth prince was enthroned as king, his family would have a chance, maybe he could become a noble concubine or empress.These days, she has witnessed concubines vying for favor in the palace. Concubine Pan Xian is fine, she has a son, but Zhang Yingying, Wu Jinnu, etc. have never given birth, and they are still extremely precious. No woman in the world can compare to the emperor, even a concubine Honor?

She yearned infinitely, and immediately said: "My husband and wife are loyal to the fourth prince..."

Qin Hui is not that interested in the distant dream of "Founding Father", knowing that it is not necessarily better than the black hat of a senior official on his head.The problem is that when he was captured in the Kingdom of Jin, he was already afraid of the bitter cold days. The details of his husband and wife were all in the hands of the fourth prince. If they were revealed, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, allegiance to the fourth prince has become his only choice.This is the only magic weapon to maintain long-term prosperity and wealth.

Immediately, Gao Yigong sent someone to deliver the confidential information to the fourth prince, asking him to decide, or to say, to reinforce, how to kill Yue Pengju and his wife as soon as possible.

But after Hua Rong and Yue Pengju entrusted the baby and nurse to Fourth Sister Gao, they left for Beijing in a hurry.On this day, the two passed by the abandoned manor when they returned from the sea in the past.At this time, dozens of families of military families have been living in this manor, and the weather has been rectified, and the rich gentry has long been transformed into a small village.

The two got married here at the beginning, and now they revisit the old place, and they really feel all kinds of feelings in their hearts.

It was late autumn at this time, and the tall thousand-year-old ginkgo inside was covered with fallen leaves. People walking in the leaves seemed to be floating on a layer of golden ocean.

Yue Pengju asked his wife with a smile: "It's getting late, we might as well rest here for one night, and set off early tomorrow morning."

"So good."

Some guards went to inquire a long time ago, and there were still family members deployed in the past. Many of the children had called Hua Rong "Mr. Hua". Now seeing her return, they were naturally overjoyed. "Mrs. Yue, your new house is still preserved, and the children are looking forward to your return home every day..."

"Thank you."

This night, the female relatives killed chickens and geese, packed vegetables and warmly entertained the two.Satisfied with wine and food, the two strolled in the garden behind in the coolness of late autumn.

This garden is completely different from the snowy winter.

Yue Pengju suddenly remembered how he was walking on the snowy ground on the second day of his wedding with his wife on his back. Looking around to see if there was no one there, he squatted down and smiled, "Sister Seventeen, I'll carry you."

She leaned on his back, and he stood up. This time, she stretched out her hand, and she was able to hold the pine needles on her head.She folded one and stroked his neck lightly, making it tickle. He laughed, how many times he carried her and hugged her like this, now he felt that the person on his back was a little heavier, no longer Fluffy as usual.

Hu Rong looked out from his back, and suddenly remembered that he had "bewildered" that night, and saw the scene of King Qin. It turned out that it was not a delusion, but that he had indeed been here.

She froze, and the pine needles in her hand fell to the ground.

Yue Pengju asked her with a smile: "What's the matter?"

She said sullenly, "I suddenly thought of King Qin, and I don't know how he got that strange medicine. Sigh..."

I don't know in my heart, since when did I develop a strong feeling for King Qin, it is a kind of accumulation, little by little, when I found it, it was already a very heavy piece, unconsciously Only then did she realize that she didn't know when she began to miss him deeply and worry about him.

Except for Yue Pengju, he never cared about anyone else so much.Sometimes, I even secretly miss, faintly look forward to, longing for a certain time, like an old friend, to see him again, to have dinner with him, or to drink, or to talk about foreign knowledge.

This matter has nothing to do with Fengyue, but a deep and natural emotion - I only hope that he is safe and happy.

Yue Pengju lifted his wife's body on his back a little more, and was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "Sister Seventeen, I was afraid of King Qin for a while..."

"Ah? What are you afraid of him doing?"

"If I hadn't resigned to guard you this year, I'm afraid he would have really taken you away!"

She giggled and pulled his ear: "Fool, I'm jealous..."

He asked back: "Can't you be jealous?" Immediately, he smiled slyly, "But now I can rest assured that my son is smart enough to call him uncle..."

Hua Rong rubbed his neck with a smile, and said angrily, "You also know that he is 'uncle'? As long as I have you, how can I like other people?"

This is the first time he heard the word "Huanxi" from his wife. Although he already knew it and knew each other, but when he heard the word, he still had a special kind of joy, and he carried her back happily. Just walked back: "It's a bit cold outside, let's go back and rest... To be honest, King Qin is really a trustworthy person..."

The two sentences didn't match at all, but she completely understood, and answered him with "Yes", feeling slightly melancholy, King Qin, whoever she doesn't believe, also believes in him.

Yue Pengju walked back quickly in the night, carrying his wife on his back.He didn't let her go until he entered the house.With a petite body, she turned around and leaned against his chest, raised her head, and just hit his chin. He suddenly stretched out his arms to hug her, looking at her recovered body with a strange feeling, her delicate red face, her eyes Shiny, like a little girl meeting for the first time.

"Pengju..."

"Sister Seventeen..."

Maybe it's because she's been sick for so long, maybe it's the light red shirt she's wearing now, which I personally picked out for her. juvenile.

At this moment, Hua Rong's face also blushed, and she took his hand and sat by the coffee table.

Candles were lit and a teapot gurgled and boiled in a small stove.Hua Rong poured a cup of tea, held it for her husband, and sat on the side by herself, using the fire to sew a copper buckle on the armor for him to have an audience with.

When she was at home, she was very impatient to do these things, and after years of wandering life, she had no time to do these things, but after she got married, she liked to sew and mend for him.

After sewing the clothes, she went to the bed to lay the bedding, like an ordinary wife, hoping that her husband would rest more comfortably.After doing all this, the candles on the table next to him went out, Hua Rong took off his clothes and went to bed, seeing her husband was still reading a book of war, she smiled sweetly: "Pengju, rest now."

Yue Pengju put down his book of war and glanced at his wife inadvertently, but saw that his wife's face was flushed and her expression was very charming.His heart moved. For more than a year, his wife had been seriously injured and could only recuperate. He stayed by her side every night, but he never performed the rituals of husband and wife, for fear of hurting her even the slightest bit.Such patience is naturally very painful and even a great torture for a young man, but he restrained it with great perseverance, and as time passed, he got used to it.Today, I suddenly saw my wife took off her coat early, and she only wore a close-fitting bellyband inside. She was hugging a thin quilt, her face was tender red, and the exposed arm was like a lotus root and like snow.

Only then did he discover that after these days of recuperation, his wife was no longer the shriveled and haggard look when she was seriously injured, but slowly, her body was so exquisite, like a nourished flower, she gradually plumped up and became full of vitality.

This realization made him so happy that he wanted to jump up. He walked over to her in two steps and sat beside her. He still couldn't believe it and asked, "Is it possible? Is it really possible?"

She nodded, her voice low and inaudible: "Yes."

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

Seeing him so happy, Hua Rong couldn't help laughing too, blushing, "Idiot, I only know how to laugh..."

Of course, Yue Pengju didn't just know how to laugh, he was excited and said that a husband and wife "a little farewell is better than a newlywed". The flower dissolves and Jin Guo escapes back. That is a big farewell, but a farewell is a long-term torment. Where can I bear it anymore, I hurried to bed, hugged her gently, and couldn't help but kissed the red lips that were still hesitant to speak.

In the days when they were together, he had to kiss her every night to sleep peacefully, and he would definitely remember to kiss her every time he went hunting. However, this kind of habitual kiss was completely different from the kiss tonight. With a soft body, his heart is like a fire, burning with passion, intoxicated by the spring breeze.

Even on their wedding night, he had never been so crazy. The two of them were entangled with each other. For a while, Hua Rong couldn't breathe at all, her whole body was controlled by a numb feeling, and she curled up in his arms, panting slightly.He softened his strength, and only pressed her lips lightly. The two of them maintained this intimate kissing posture. His voice was low: "Is it okay? If you can't, you must tell me..."

(End of this chapter)