Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 291
He shot an arrow in the Golden Wushu, and he had a chance to turn defeat into victory.But the price he paid was even greater than that of Jin Wushu.

Hua Rong waited to see his situation clearly, tears were about to fall, and he spoke incoherently: "Pengju, what's wrong with you..."

But he laughed, although he was tired, he was relaxed and happy, like a person who has been drought-stricken, seeing an oasis in the desert.

Qingquan.

In the distance, the raging fire above the Zhizhou Mansion has left only puffs of unburned smoke.

Here ushered in the first army of 3000 soldiers from the Song Dynasty.It was all the Xiangyang army that Yue Pengju had summoned when he was King Qin and was on standby halfway.

They went out to find their wives and wiped out the puppet Qi army. The most rare thing was that Zhao Deji didn't send anyone to stop him.If in the past, whenever the Song army took the initiative to attack the puppet Qi or Jin army, he would repeatedly issue orders to "peace is the most important".

Because of this, after Liu Lin's army was dragged around by the King of Qin, as soon as he returned, he encountered this elite Song army who was rushing to kill. He was so powerful that he was attacked repeatedly and finally found that the fourth prince had disappeared. , had to lead the army to flee immediately.What Hua Rong and his wife met later was a scattered group of fleeing troops.So far, the puppet Qi army has all withdrawn from Hongye Town, and the two state capitals that were briefly captured during the Miaoliu Mutiny have been taken back.

Soldiers are clearing the battlefield after the fire.

Yue Pengju set the fire only on the granary and logistics supply area, the purpose was to cut off the supply of the puppet Qi, so that he did not dare to fight the Song army for a long time.But Qin Dawang couldn't control so much, he set fires everywhere, and the whole city panicked, and because of this, the chaos was accelerated and the puppet Qi's defeat was accelerated.

Although it is more effective, in the flames of war, countless women, children and women with small feet were burned to death inside.In particular, there was no one to rescue the concubines, concubines, concubines and maids brought by Liu Lin with the army, and most of them were killed or injured.

Zhang Xian presided over the daily recovery here. According to Yue Pengju's practice, he paid 10 yuan to each family member of the deceased and recruited refugees.

The smoke curled up.

Peaceful village.

Yue Pengju sat on a single stool with his upper body naked.

He held a large bowl of burning knives in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.There was a rumbling sound in his throat, and his broad brow furrowed.However, his appearance was so strange that he had no eyebrows at all.

Hua Rong had never seen a person without eyebrows, but she thought his expression was so ridiculous, she couldn't help laughing when she should be sad and anxious.

However, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was about to fall asleep.He must not be allowed to fall asleep at this time, it is too dangerous.

Hua Rong burst out laughing: "Pengju, you are so ridiculous..."

He listened to her soft voice, so familiar, right next to his ears, one by one, like the charm of the most gentle moment, like the tenderness of the most charming moment.

His eyelids moved a little, but it was very difficult to open them.

Hua Rong quietly walked around behind him, and when he raised his neck, he quickly struck and pulled out three arrows.

pain.His eyes opened and closed again, sweating profusely.

Hua Rong seemed to be able to see his expression, and suddenly pressed against his neck, blew lightly, and whispered softly in his ear, "Does it hurt..."

Before he could answer, she raised the arrow and dropped it, and pulled out four more arrows.Before his screams came out, hot red alcohol was poured on the snow-white veil to cover the wound.

Hua Rong tilted his head, looked at him sideways, his eyes met hers, big beads of sweat rolled down, he held her hand tightly and would not let go, his voice was so weak: "Sister Seventeen, I am so happy!" pain……"

The voice didn't belong to him, but the young Lu Wenlong yelled coquettishly, "I'm in so much pain..." as if he was in pain from being thrown.

A soft feeling rippling in his heart, Hua Rong was sad and funny at the same time, before he answered, his body went limp and passed out.

Even a man of iron can't bear such suffering.

His hand still held her hand tightly, unable to break it apart.Hua Rong didn't break it, and called a guard to accompany him, and the two carefully helped him onto the bed. The quilt that had been warmed up was warm and hot.However, his body didn't become hot, but became colder and colder.

The guard on the side had already boiled the medicine, Hua Rong poured it into a big bowl for him before sitting down beside him.

At this time, the folk doctor who was found felt it in a hurry.Since the puppet Qi army came under pressure, people scattered and fled in all directions. During the urgent march, there was no military doctor. The guards went out for half a day and invited a doctor. It was considered a lucky thing.

The doctor felt Yue Pengju's pulse and checked his wound. Seeing that Hua Rong had already done a simple treatment, he was very satisfied, and praised: "Madam also understands medical principles? The treatment is very good. If it is delayed for a while, I'm afraid it will be worse." serious……"

Since Hua Rong joined the army, both herself and Pengju were often injured, so she usually read medical books, especially during the year when she recuperated at the border of Elong Town, the husband and wife were almost half doctors.

She replied humbly, and watched carefully as the doctor took out an ancestral brown ointment and smeared it on Pengju's body.After smearing and bandaging, she gave the doctor a generous consultation fee. The doctor was very happy to hear that he was a famous general of the generation, and thanked him: "The villain dare not ask Yue Xianggong's consultation fee..."

Hua Rong smiled and said: "The old man has worked so hard, how can we not?"

The doctor bowed solemnly: "Xiaomin is practicing medicine in the countryside, and his life is stable. But since the Jin army and the puppet Qi army came, there has not been a single day of peace. Both of Xiaomin's sons were killed by the rebel army. I hope that Master Wang will raise his troops and kill the gold thieves, so that everyone will have a peaceful and stable life. I have heard of Yue Xianggong's name for a long time, and I am very honored to treat him..."

Hua Rong returned the gift solemnly: "Thank you for your trust, old man."

The doctor resolutely refused to accept the consultation fee, and only asked: "Ma'am, is the court going to fight the captives now? As long as the captives are killed, I will avenge my son..."

"Don't worry, old man. The imperial court will try its best to protect the people of Song State."

The doctor was overjoyed and refused to accept the consultation fee no matter what, so he drifted away.

Hua Rong personally sent him to the door.Deeply worried in my heart, today, do I really have the courage and courage to fight a decisive battle with the captives?Is there?Is there?
Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, which is the ardent hope of many exiled people?

But, Zhao Deji, can he live up to this high hope?
Yue Pengju lay unconscious on the bed, Hua Rong barely drank two big bowls of porridge, and then went to the house to accompany him.At this time, the sky was completely dark, she had been busy for a while, and sat for so long, the sweat all over her body was condensed, and she felt cold.Touching Yue Pengju again, his whole body was also cold.

She was extremely anxious, and he was seriously injured. If he couldn't warm up, he would be in danger.

She took several quilts to cover him, but his body was still cold and his eyes were closed.

He was anxious, and suddenly had an idea, lifted a little of the quilt, took off his clothes, and took off his clothes to go to bed, hugging his waist tightly.

His whole body trembled, as if holding a huge ice cube.

She struggled to turn his body over so that his chest was close to hers. His hands and feet were almost numb from the cold. After repeated tossing and tossing until midnight, his body gradually warmed up.

She smiled in the dark night, and hugged him even tighter, only feeling tired, extremely tired, and then remembered that she had "hunger strike" for so many days, and her body had already reached its limit. When she closed her eyes, she fell into darkness dreamland.

Hua Rong was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

But the eyelids are still too tired to open, and in a daze, the body is pressed against such a warm and thick chest, the extremely relaxed peace and security, a comfort that has not been felt for a long time.

She warmed the quilt, regardless of the noise outside, and continued to fall asleep on the quilt.

After a while, she suddenly felt a warm gaze, opened her eyes, and smiled wearily: "Pengju, you're awake."

His voice was hoarse, and he hugged the soft body in his arms.His "hugging" is so strange, his whole body hurts, and he can't use his strength. It's because she put his arms around her waist.

She reached out to touch his bald eyebrows, and couldn't help but smile: "Pengju, you look so funny now..."

He didn't know that his eyebrows had been scorched and he had become a "man without eyebrows".After being touched by her soft hand, I realized the reason. Seeing her smiling so happily, I also grinned, as if my whole body didn't hurt so much.

He moved his arm slowly, and his almost numb arm gradually gained some strength, and followed her example, touching her crescent-like eyebrows.The two crossed their hands and touched each other's eyebrows. It seemed that their movements were so weird.

Hua Rong snorted again: "Are my eyebrows still there?"

"Well, it's still there."

"Hee hee, Pengju, do you want to go to the fire to find me who was burnt?"

He nodded.

"I knew it was like this. Look, there are eight injuries on my body. It will take at least half a year to recover."

He raised his eyebrows, but he had "no eyebrows", and his appearance was even more ridiculous: "No way?"

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"Well, half a year is half a year. As long as you can live, it's not bad." She was sincerely happy, as long as everyone was still alive, it was better than everything else.Smiling, it turns out that I am more and more greedy for life and afraid of death.Actually, who really wants to die?

It's just that it's hard to avoid losing a son.

His husband and wife looked at each other, both in the same mood.Although we have only been together for more than a year, we already have a deep relationship with this child. I don’t know how much happiness the child’s little laughter has brought to the two of them, especially in those days when Hua Rong was recovering from his injuries, he laughed and spent every day. Spent many lonely and depressing times.For this reason, she dedicated herself to sewing clothes and hats for children from an uninterested knitter.I didn't expect to say goodbye overnight, and I don't know when I will see you again.

Hua Rong sighed: "I hope Jin Wushu will always treat him kindly."

Yue Pengju also sighed: "I'm not worried about this. Jin Wushu is always sincere to children. He will never treat him poorly."

Yue Pengju was also grinning, because he had no eyebrows, so he smiled strangely. His hand, which could already be turned, gently slid down his wife's cheek, rested on her soft neck, and then moved down slightly.It's been too long, such a beautiful body, a body that I'm familiar with, even though I'm as familiar with myself as I am, I feel a heartbeat at this moment.

Hua Rong blushed, patted his hand lightly, and spat at him in a low voice: "Where's your wound..."

(End of this chapter)