Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 269 Folding Iron Sword
Hua Rong looked at Wang Junhua, she seemed like a fly that automatically possessed herself, no matter where Jin Wushu was, she followed him, behind him, respectful and servile, like his rag, ready to pick up at any time when needed Wipe away all filth.And when Jin Wushu was not around, she took the initiative to turn to the "eunuch" Zhao Deji...

What is the difference between Jin Wushu and Zhao Deji?

In the past, she thought that Jin Wushu was always stronger than Zhao Deji, at least he was considered a bloody man!

However, in ancient times, it is rare for a talented and ambitious person to use such scum like the shameless Wang Junhua and Qin Hui, right?
She couldn't help it, and laughed.

Wang Junhua said angrily: "You can still laugh?"

"Wang Junhua, it seems that you can not only be the queen of Jin Wushu, but also the queen of the world, the queen of Song Dynasty?!"

Knowing that she was sarcastic, Wang Junhua couldn't help showing joy, his heart was pounding, and he leaned closer to Jin Wushu again, as if the closer he was to him at this time, the hope of his "Queen" would be bigger and bigger.She smiled so proudly: "Hua Rong, do you regret it? Extremely jealous? Unfortunately, it's too late, too late..."

Jin Wushu also sneered: "Hua Rong, if you were half as smart as Wang Junhua, you wouldn't be where you are today."

Wang Junhua's winking eyes were like silk, and he glanced at the sword resting on her neck.In fact, what she hopes most is that the Fourth Prince's sword will penetrate her neck, and watch this hateful woman die on the spot, instead of talking here and there.However, the fourth prince didn't move, so she could only watch and stare blankly, and she couldn't show any impatience, and she was as docile as the best mommy.

She was actually afraid that the fourth prince would be thirsty, and at such a time, she thought of going to get him a cup of tea: "My lord, are you thirsty..."

Jin Wushu only said: "No."

Wang Junhua took a sip by himself, with a leisurely expression like a housewife: "Hua Rong, you idiot, you were born to die. An idiot, an out-and-out idiot, who can't even serve a man, and a woman who wants to go to heaven , Chicken Sichen, if you don’t die, who will die?”

These two people really have the same ideals and the same taste.

Hua Rong looked at Jin Wushu curiously. Before he left, he was still dressed in the clothes of a prince from the Southern Dynasty. His body was as sturdy and burly as a golden man, but his temperament pretended to be the elegance of a scholar in the Southern Dynasty.Especially the saber in his hand is a high-quality ancient sword, extremely elegant in shape, strong and soft.It is shaped like a knife, with a blade on one side and a back with a narrow groove on the other.There is a wide groove printed in the middle of the blade, more than 3 feet long, and it looks extremely light.Hua Rong didn't study swords, but seeing Qingfeng like that, he knew that it must be the treasure of the Central Plains.Jin Wushu holds it in one hand, the light of the saber never leaves Hua Rong's neck.

Seeing Hua Rong staring at the sword intently, he said coldly, "This is the folding iron sword used by General Gu."

"Snatched during the Jingkang disaster?"

"Wrong, Qin Hui gave it to me."

Qin Hui actually hid such good things, it can be seen that in the two years since he returned to the Song Dynasty, after he became a high-ranking official, he secretly collected a lot of good things to honor Jin Wushu.It seems that Jin Wushu sending his husband and wife back to Song Dynasty is really a lucrative business.

The cold light of the sword, her eyes fluttered, her long eyelashes seemed to hang into the shadow of the sword, and the light and shadow flickered.

ancient sword.

Exquisite teacups from official kilns on the table.

An elegant woman in an embroidered dress.

All these constitute an unusually novel beauty.

How harmonious everything is.

Jin Wushu's gaze became a little softer, and the tip of his sword couldn't help moving away a little, looking down at her. For a moment, he even forgot that this was a life-and-death confrontation, but was enjoying something with the woman he liked.

"Hua Rong!"

"???"

"Hua Rong..."

Wang Junhua kept looking at him from the side, and couldn't help but panic in his heart.Although the fourth prince chose himself twice, he still couldn't help but panic, as if he was no match for this woman!Because the fourth prince had never looked at himself with such eyes.

How could he not be her opponent?

No matter how lingering the eyes are, how can they defeat the substantive choices at the critical moment?That's the deal, isn't it?
From Zhao Deji to the fourth prince, he has been sweeping the world by himself. If he wants to win the favor of men, who can be his opponent?who can?

Neither can Hua Rong!
What did she do for the fourth prince?
Why does the fourth prince look at her with such eyes?
An even stronger thought surged in her heart, her cheeks were still aching, she must kill this woman!If this woman does not die, I will not have peace for a day!
Hua Rong didn't even glance at Wang Junhua.Jin Wushu didn't look at Wang Junhua either, his eyes only lingered on Gu Jian and the opposite face.

Heroes of Sword.

soulmate.

Why did he face such an embarrassing lore every time?Why?
Hua Rong opened his mouth slowly, his fine white teeth were faintly visible, his lips had a fresh bright red, his voice was gentle, and his tone was cold: "Jin Wushu, I really misjudged you!"

"Humph."

"I always thought you were at least more bloody than Zhao Deji, at least you were still a man. I just found out today that you are exactly the same as Zhao Deji and Qin Hui..." The corner of her mouth smiled slightly, and Wang Junhua next to her couldn't help but snorted coldly, wishing to slap her He slapped her, pulled off the long and flailing eyelashes, and dug out her eyeballs to see if she could still have such eyeballs!
These are the eyes of a vixen!

There is such a vixen in the world.

Fortunately, he is a vixen with a strong temper. If Yelu Guanyin is like this, how can he be her opponent?It's a pity that such a pair of eyes are in vain.

Hearing Wang Junhua's cold snort, Jin Wushu looked at Hua Rong again, even though he was deeply scheming, his emotions and anger were invisible, and he was also a little blushing at the moment.He has always had a high opinion of himself, Qin Hui is just a dog in his eyes, Zhao Deji is just a cowardly and cunning rabbit who was captured by the search, Hua Rong repeatedly compared himself to these two, The last trace of patience was completely wiped out, anger accompanied by determination, and he raised his voice: "Hua Rong, for the sake of our old love and son, this crown prince will give you one last chance. Do you want to go or not?" ?”

last chance!
Under such circumstances, the fourth prince actually wants to give this woman a chance?

Wang Junhua felt sour in his heart: "Fourth prince, she..."

Jin Wushu was very impatient: "Hua Rong, it was you who gave up the honor of the queen. You have repeatedly spoken rudely, and you should have been killed immediately, but I will give you a chance. Queen, you don't have to think about it. When you arrive in the Kingdom of Jin Be a concubine of the prince, and you can save your life..."

The tip of the sword was already completely attached to the neck, and the cold Qingfeng carried an attacking chill.

Hua Rong leaned slightly on the back of the chair, smiled, and exhaled like blue: "What are you? I will go with you? Even if I say a word to a person like you, it will humiliate my Hua family ancestors and my husband's family style." .”

Then, she shut her mouth and never said a word.

Anger has already burned Jin Wushu's eyes, the prisoner in front of him, this woman who has fallen into his hands repeatedly, he has repeatedly forgiven her and tried his best to please her, unexpectedly, what he got in exchange was such a dead end.

Even, even the honor of the queen had already been held at her feet, but she kicked him away.

Frustrated, strongly frustrated.

More intolerable than the defeat of a great battle.It was emotionally and spiritually powerless to conquer, and it was the most powerful resistance for myself in the Southern Dynasty.

It seems that it is not her challenge alone, but a challenge of a group!

Even if the body is destroyed, the faith cannot be destroyed.

His sword moved a little further, and with more force, it would cut her neck almost immediately.

At this time, the sky had already brightened, the wind and snow had stopped, and the long-lost sunshine appeared.The wind blew in through the open window, bringing a fresh breath, and a ray of sunlight shone on her face, like a flower in its prime and withering, coming to the end of its life.

The crying of his son had completely disappeared. At this moment, Hua Rong had nothing to worry about anymore, but his face calmed down. After tossing around for half the night, he was tired and leaned on the back of the chair, as if he didn't feel that the end of life and death was coming, and closed his eyes. , sleepiness hit.

Wang Junhua's eyes almost burst into flames.In her heart, she has almost planned thousands of times of various vicious tortures, and she will never stop until Hua Rong is tortured to the point where she is neither human nor ghost.This woman begged to die, she begged for her own death, how could she be allowed to die so easily?However, he wished that the fourth prince's sword would move forward.

Going a little further, he ended up with the woman he hated the most.

Even if he couldn't get the pleasure of torturing her, wouldn't the pleasure of witnessing the fourth prince kill her by himself be far better than the pleasure of torturing her?

The greatest pleasure for a woman is to watch the man she loves kill her love rival with her own hands.

This kind of happiness is really greater than all the pleasures.

She said softly: "My lord, you once said that you would reward the servants..."

"..."

"Today, the slave's reward is that you kill this woman immediately!"

"..."

"My lord, there are so many beauties in the Southern Dynasties, no matter how much you want, I will find as many for you. Starting today, I will personally select ten beautiful and beautiful virgins for you to apologize...Young master, I have offended you..."

Seeing that Jin Wushu's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, she suddenly caught him by surprise and pushed hard on his elbow, and the sword immediately thrust forward...

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Yue Pengju hurried to Wuliting.

Although it was the coldest winter day, he was sweating all over his body, and when he stopped for a while, it condensed into ice.The heart seems to be frozen like ice.At this time, all kinds of anger towards Zhao Deji had been ignored, and all turned into worries about his wife and son.

Who is most likely to capture them?
Two fast horses came from two different directions: "Report, there is no sign of Madam ahead."

"Report, the Miao Liu rebels were defeated and fled to Fujian, but there is no news of any wife..."

"I have searched in a radius of thirty miles, but there is no news..."

No!

There was no one who searched in several ways.

He looked around, all of them were his most trusted subordinates.

He sat on the horse, pointed the spear in his hand in one direction casually, and said slowly: "Zhang Xian, you lead 20 elite cavalry to follow me, and everyone else, go back and stand by for orders."

(End of this chapter)