Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 292 Seventeenth Sister

His voice was so gentle: "Sister Seventeen, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Her voice was even lower: "Then you will get better soon."

"Ha, it's all trauma. In the past, these injuries were commonplace. I will recover soon, don't worry."

"Nonsense, how can there be nothing? There are seven or eight places. You must take good care of it. Don't drink alcohol, don't use force, and don't worry about anything else."

He sighed: "Is Miss Seventeen worried about me?"

"Well. From now on, you will completely listen to me. You can do whatever I want you to do. If you dare to disobey my words..." She straightened her body, and then remembered that her body was empty, her face flushed, and she buried her head in his chest. in the arms.

He laughed, and she blushed and changed the subject: "Pengju, it's New Year's Eve again, how do we spend it?"

"I really want to go out with you for a walk."

Hua Rong expressed serious doubts: "Are you okay?"

Yue Peng turned over, stretched out his hand, hugged her shoulder, and said with a smile, "What plaster do I use on my body? It seems to be very effective."

Hua Rong rolled his eyes at him, even if it was a panacea, how could he recover overnight?However, the feeling of warmth and safety between his shoulders and arms was really good.Although she was afraid of touching his wound, she leaned against him for a long time before sitting up, and smiled sweetly: "I'll get you something to eat."

His voice was whiny: "No! Someone did it, you stay with me."

"How can someone else make it with my own hands? Today is Chinese New Year."

"No! I don't care what I eat, you must be by my side."

Hua Rong was angry and funny at the same time, and when she was injured, she turned into a coquettish appearance. She sighed secretly, this time the Miao Liu mutiny was planned by Jin Wushu, and as a result, Pengju was seriously injured, and Jin Wushu I also lost a hand.I only sighed that I was safe and sound this time.But who is the final winner?
She still didn't know about Qin Hui's arrest, so she frowned and sighed, "Pengju, how did you find this place?"

Yue Pengju suddenly remembered that he had captured Qin Hui. Fortunately, he had arranged for Zhang Xian and others to release Qin Hui as soon as he found Hua Rong.As for how to release it, it took a lot of trouble to let Qin Hui temporarily find an excuse to retaliate.

He told about Qin Hui's capture, Hua Rong couldn't help but applauded, "Hahaha, Qin Hui should be dealt with like this. However, if this person is not dead, it will be a disaster after all."

But Qin Hui is a member of the second rank, and it is not easy to hide and hide if he wants to kill him at once.Now, just let him suffer from being dumb and take some advantage of him, but it is not a long-term solution.In particular, he may be promoted to a high-rank official and become the prime minister.If this is the case, it is really difficult to handle.But how could Zhao Deji's thoughts be decided by himself?
Yue Pengju said slowly again: "When I was looking for you, I also encountered a strange thing."

"Oh?"

"The sudden disappearance of Liu Lin's army allowed me to catch up with Jin Wushu. Otherwise, I would not have been able to catch up at all. I guess King Qin has arrived, because when I checked some corpses on the side of the road, I found that some were killed by knives. The wound, that is the scar that King Qin's unique sword can achieve..."

Hua Rong said lightly: "Didn't he leave?"

"I guess it's still around here."

Every time Hua Rong heard about King Qin, she didn't know how to speak.It's not that he doesn't worry about his safety in his heart, and he knows that if he is around here, he must come to rescue himself.But, what if I actually met him?
Yue Pengju was also worried about King Qin, but seeing his wife's expression, he couldn't say anything.

Hua Rong saw her husband frowned, she didn't want to make him unhappy, so she lowered her head suddenly and kissed him on the lips.Yue Pengju was suddenly "attacked", and the long-lost intimacy between husband and wife was aroused. He wanted to sit up slowly, but Hua Rong held his shoulders and leaned against his chest with a red face: "If you don't get better soon, you will get better soon." Ignore you..."

He stroked his wife's soft hair, it was really sweeter than eating the best honey in the world.

On this day, the New Year's meal was delivered by our own orderly soldiers, which were nothing more than some local winter vegetable wraps, cured meat, etc.Both of them are not very picky about food, but they feel that all kinds of food here taste very good.One by one ate with relish, and then, the whole day, the two of them were tired of playing a kind of local chess on the bed, you came and went, the fighting was very intense.

For more than a dozen rounds in a row, Hua Rong lost terribly.Yue Pengju saw her glum, and secretly laughed, so he intentionally walked a few steps indiscriminately. Hua Rong finally won a round, happily turned over to sit in front of him, hugged his head, and kissed him very loudly.

Yue Pengju laughed loudly: "If I knew I had lost earlier, I would have been rewarded, so why not lose more times?"

It was only then that Hua Rong knew that he was willing to give in, and angrily slapped him on the shoulder.

He hugged her back and said softly, "Would you like to reward her again?"

"Humph."

Her humming was blocked by him with his mouth, and the two of them laughed together.

The winter sun, like a twilight beauty, slowly descends before reaching the top of the treetops, the sky turns into a soft and bleak color, and the surrounding wind is cold and biting.

The sound of firecrackers can be vaguely heard in the ear, and the Chinese New Year's Eve is coming.

Jin people count their days by how many times the grass turns green. Now, they have only begun to adopt the traditions of the Song Dynasty and learn to celebrate a little festival.Although Jin Wushu didn't have as strong emotions for this New Year's Day as Han people, but being here, listening to the faint sound of firecrackers, he was inexplicably sad.

The wounds on his body condensed, and the severe pain of the severed finger passed away temporarily, and everything became numb.He once fainted for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up, he was lying on the cold ground, like a wild dog dying.

The cold wind blows, and the evening hits.He knew that if he didn't go out again, he would definitely die here.He slowly struggled to get up, but luckily he was wearing a full-Han man's attire, so he would not be too noticeable when he walked out.The puppet Qi army is really not good enough, he already guessed that it is unreliable, so he didn't return, just walked forward slowly, only hoped that Wu Qimai and others could come back to find him.

He staggered out of the woods, and there was a road in front of him, and there were houses within a short distance. Only then did he realize that he was not only alone, but also penniless, so he only had a dagger that he carried with him.

He hid the dagger in the tattered robe under his body, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood, like a vampire general who suddenly emerged from the forest.Fortunately, no one was passing by, otherwise they would be scared to death.

He walked a few miles, but saw smoke curling up in front of him.It turned out that some brave people could not leave their hometowns, so they had to celebrate the new year no matter how hard it was.It's time to start a fire for dinner.

He really wanted to find something to eat, but he remembered Hua Rong's words: "If you become a penniless tramp, fourth prince, what can you do?"

He smiled wryly, and he really became a homeless man.

It's just, hate, hate these cunning Han people.Especially Hua Rong, who pretended to be on a hunger strike, paralyzed himself, and counterattacked when he was in a disadvantaged situation.

With Yue Peng's arrow and her knife, the husband and wife really cooperated perfectly.

The anger in his heart intensified, and he was almost ashamed. With a dagger in his hand, he quietly approached the house.I always have to eat, otherwise, I will only starve to death.

He still approached very carefully, and found a shabby hut in front of him, the roof was built with dry thatch after harvesting rice in the south, the earth wall was covered with imprints of soon-withered creeper vines.

He walked forward quietly, stood in front of the door, watched the curling smoke, and knocked on the door.

After a while, an old man came to open the door and looked at him in surprise: "Guest officer, you are..."

"I met the puppet Qi thieves on my way and was injured by them. I begged the old man to take him in for a night..." He said nonsense, the old man also hated the puppet Qi thieves to the bone. Then he said: "Oh, my little old man's family is poor, and it's not enough to make ends meet, but I still give you a bowl of food..."

He let Jin Wushu in, only to see a large pot of steaming porridge in the pot, but it was very clear and there were only a few grains of rice.

The old man gave him a bowl, and he drank it immediately, regardless of the heat.After drinking half a bowl, I finally felt a little hot on my body.But, how can you satisfy your hunger with only this little porridge?He looked around, and he knew that Song people attached great importance to the New Year. Why doesn't this old man have anything else to eat?

The old man only complained about the brutality of the bandit army. Since Jin Wushu was born, he was rich and rich, and when he became an adult, he was even richer and richer. He lived a luxurious life in the army, and his stomach was temporarily safe. I wanted to ask Does the old man have any other food and drink, but remembering that he has no money to reward, he doesn't open his mouth and just drinks the porridge.

As soon as I drank a bowl, I heard a sound of horseshoes.His face changed, but the old man was full of panic: "Not good, could it be that the bandits are here again?"

Once the puppet Qi army occupied it, they searched and plundered viciously. Everyone suffered so much that they thought it was the puppet Qi when they heard the sound of horseshoes.The old man was afraid, Jin Wushu quietly pressed the dagger with his hand, looked around, but there was no place to hide.

He didn't think much about it, and when he saw that Chai Fei was slightly covered, he stepped out and signaled the old man to keep quiet.

Immediately afterwards, the door slammed.

The old man went to open the door, only to see a big man like a devil staring at the door, with big eyes like a leopard, and his voice was like a bell: "I'm hungry, but you have good wine and food at home, why don't you bring them..." he said While throwing a large piece of silver.

Seeing the stranger followed by two or three people, the old man thought it was a bandit soldier, but he didn't expect to offer the money. He was overjoyed and immediately bowed: "Master, please..."

Behind Chai Fei, Jin Wushu complained endlessly, he had already recognized that it was King Qin's voice.He planned to kill King Qin, but it was definitely not at this time, as long as he found out, he would die.He hid beside a pile of haystacks behind Chai Fei, and he didn't dare to make a sound, only praying that the old man would not reveal his news too much, or that King Qin and others would leave quickly.

King Qin waited to enter, but seeing a big pot of porridge, he frowned and said, "That's all?"

The old man got a large piece of silver, bowed his waist and said: "Little old man still has a little bit of cured meat, immediately honor the uncle..."

He turned around and opened a tightly covered cauldron. When Qin Dawang and others entered the door, they thought it was some kind of stone slab, only to find out that he had hidden things, obviously for the purpose of dealing with the puppet Qi thieves.

(End of this chapter)