Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 383 All Dead

She lazily leaned against his chest, feeling sleepy, and he took a handkerchief to wipe her hair, then carried her into the room and put her on the big bed.However, she was still excited, turned over mysteriously, entered the dressing room inside, and whispered softly, "Pengju, wait for me..."

He smiled and nodded.

After a while, she came out in a hurry and stopped three steps away from him.She was wearing a light red dress, with a hairpin on her head and two bracelets on her wrists.These were all bought by Yue Pengju for her back then.Especially this red dress, after the husband and wife had a conflict because of Li Qiaoniang when they were fighting in Dongting, he was surprised by his wife's suffering and grievance, and quietly bought it for her.

The tenderness of an iron man, who said that a warrior galloping on the battlefield can't have the vision to choose exquisite clothes for his wife?

He looked at her obsessively, this is the consistent love for many years.As soon as he reached out and hugged her in his arms, she smiled and took off a bracelet in her hand: "Pengju, you bought this for me, we each need one." He put the bracelet in his arms with a smile Hidden close to the body.

"Sister Seventeen..."

"Well……"

Her beautiful clothes and soft hair spread out together, under the soft candlelight, such a beautiful and crystal-clear body, with the most beautiful lines of women.It was cold and windy outside, but warm as spring inside.At this moment, both of them forgot about the imminent threat of death, and only embraced each other, loving each other unrestrainedly.

Love one!Have a good love! ! !
Since ancient times, no one has died in life. Husband and wife do not seek the same life but seek the same death. Who can say that it is not a supreme happiness?

Love once, if you can love the woman you love the most like this, why should you be afraid of death?

She went back and forth to flatter her, asking for it tenderly, and giving it thoughtfully. She had never been so gentle, and she also enjoyed the tenderness her husband had never had.This kind of tenderness made her blood boil even more than the boldness and boldness of his old gold and iron horse, like climbing the clouds.

What a great feeling.

In this life, my best days, the best feelings, the greatest ease, the most free stretch and publicity are all with him.None of this would be possible without him.

Zhao Deji, Jin Wushu, and even Qin Dawang didn't understand why she was so devoted to this man. In their minds, following this man, except for running around in wars, saving money, and blowing wind and rain, there was no glory, wealth, or honor. Have peace and enjoyment.What's so good about such a day?What is there to be loyal to such a man?

It's just that they don't understand that the first thing a woman needs is not honor, favor and wealth. If she can stand side by side with her husband, heart to heart, and have a lifetime of dependence, this feeling is beyond any luxury.

Some people can give you money, and some people can give you material things, but Pengju, what he gives from the beginning to the end is his heart, his most sincere heart.

For a long time, the two hugged each other dripping with sweat, with smiles on each other's faces.He gently stroked her cheek, and she lay panting slightly in his arms, like a lazy cat, soft and well-behaved, and stretched out her hand to stroke his chest.He gently moved down her soft neck, stroking the already faint scar, which was left in Jinying.Then, there were some other faint scars on his body, all of which were injuries suffered in the past few years.But after being injured by King Qin, she began to recuperate. During the year in the small town, under the nourishment of so many ganoderma lucidum and tiger bones, after the baptism of pregnancy and childbirth, this body became smoother and more delicate than when she was a girl. Charming and colorful, like the softest silk, like white and lustrous warm jade, especially those faint traces that seem to be there, adding an incomparably beautiful temptation, but also sad, clearly witnessing the pain she has suffered.

His burning palm touched all the scars one by one, and sighed softly: "Sister Seventeen, you have suffered a lot with me..."

She put her palm on his lips, and when he kissed lightly, she tickled and laughed, and said softly: "Pengju, the past few years have been the happiest days of my life. Lin Temple, and the time when I lived in Lin'an and lived in seclusion... are all very good, I am very happy when I am with you..."

Her hand came down and rested on his chest.He wore a concentric lock on his chest, and she gently opened the lid, and inside was a lock of hair cut off by the two on the day they got married—the so-called "couple with married hair" is what it means.

This concentric lock has been worn on Yue Pengju's body, and it has become his amulet for fighting between the north and the south.He used to hide it in his arms, and I don't know when he started wearing it around his neck.

"Sister Seventeen..." His voice was so soft that water dripped out. If he hadn't met her in this life, how would he know that a man can still have many tender and lingering happiness in his life?
She put a smile on his lips, and answered his confession with softness. If she didn't meet him, she wouldn't have such happiness.

"Sister Seventeen, I want to discuss something with you..."

Her lips gently covered his lips, exhaling like blue: "Pengju, I'm so sleepy, let's rest, okay?"

He secretly sighed, his wife was avoiding, she was resolutely refusing to accept it, she didn't even want to know about what to discuss - and because she knew, she avoided even more.He stared at the face in his arms, the refreshment after bathing, the smooth skin, and the throbbing beauty.The more this was the case, the more reluctant he was to part with it, and pressed it in her ear: "Sister Seventeen, we must always think about the tiger's head..."

"Tiger head!"

Hua Rong was slightly distracted, son, even if he is in ecstasy again, who can really forget his hard-won son?My own flesh and blood were abandoned on that strange island, and since then, no news has been heard.

"King Qin will take good care of him."

Yue Pengju looked at the stubborn gentleness on her face, and every time he saw such an expression, he couldn't disobey her and could only obey her.

"Hutou follows King Qin, and his life will never be worse than when I take care of him." Her voice was firm, "Hutou doesn't need me, you need me, Pengju!" Her voice suddenly became weak, "Pengju , I need you too. I can no longer bear the days without you..." From the time she left with her son, she kept thinking about one question and regretting it all the time, that is, when she was in Dongting Lake, why did she go with Husband quarreling?Why did you have to be separated from him for those few months?Looking at it now, those two or three months were extremely precious. If they were not separated, if I had been serving him and treating his eye diseases with my own hands, how good would it be?She touched his eyes with her hand and stared at his resolute eyes. At this moment, the eyes turned into tenderness.

"Sister Seventeen, my eyes are all healed, and I have recovered a long time ago."

She laughed: "We are together, it is better than being alone. Pengju, these years, as long as I leave you, I will encounter various dangers. But by your side, I have always been safe. I don't want to have Any accident, so just be selfish this time, Pengju, Hutou will forgive me, and you will forgive me too, okay?"

Yue Pengju gently stroked the faint tear stains on his wife's eyelashes, but couldn't say anything more.

Hua Rong secretly laughed, all these years, her husband has been in charge of major matters, and her husband is in charge of her husband, and today she wants to be the master and her husband listens to her.She clung to his ear: "Pengju, since Zhao Deji is going to attack, we must at least cause him a little more trouble..."

He nodded: "I just want to rescue Zhang Xian, Sun Ge and others first, as long as they don't die, it will not be in vain for us to return to Lin'an."

"Well, there's also Qin Hui, so we can't let Qin Hui go."

"Don't worry, Seventeenth Sister, I have also made some arrangements, but I don't know if it will work."

The couple discussed until midnight. Yue Pengju saw that his wife was sleepy, so he didn't say anything, but softly coaxed her to sleep.She also muttered to herself: "Pengju, I'm not sleepy yet..."

"Sister Seventeen, be good, go to sleep, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Hua Rong murmured in agreement, and finally fell asleep in his arms.This night, tossing and turning, how can I close my eyes?I don't know whether it is sorrow or relief, worry or fear, but subconsciously, I have been holding her tightly in my arms, sharing weal and woe, and standing together through thick and thin.

Hua Rong, however, fell into a deep sleep, laying in her husband's arms, leisurely and contented, all the long-term worries and fears were forgotten, the years of getting together less and more, the years of war and separation, the imminent catastrophe, all of these are nothing to be afraid of , As long as you are in his arms, everything will be fine.

On the second day, Yue Pengju and Han Zhongliang went to work in Dutang as before.After eating the breakfast prepared by his wife, he smiled and kissed his wife on the lips, and the couple hugged before he went out.As soon as he went out, the figure outside the door flashed past, accompanied by the sound of the cold winter wind.Surveillance court officials were all around, he knew it and didn't care.

Hua Rong came to the living room after sending her husband away.In the living room, Fourth Sister Gao and Li Yi'an, who were already anxious, were relieved and surprised when they saw Hua Rong.

"Sister Seventeen, you are back."

"Mrs. Yue, it's good that you're fine."

Ruxin had a tacit understanding, neither of them asked about Xiaohutou, especially Li Yi'an, seeing Hua Rong with a smile on his face, made him feel confident.Hua Rong looked at Fourth Sister Gao's two children, both of whom were in their teens, already at the age of school, but how could Fourth Sister Gao have the heart to urge them to study these days?The two children also had some superficial understanding of their father's detention, not as naughty as before.Hua Rong took a closer look at Fourth Sister Gao, only to see that she had lost weight in a short period of time and her mental state was very poor.Fourth Sister Gao wept and said in a low voice, "Gao Lin died in battle, and Qiao Niang died too. Now, Zhang Xian can't escape..."

With the cold wind howling outside the door, Hua Rong realized more deeply that her husband couldn't leave.Husbands do something and don't, Zhang Xian, Sun Ge and others are in danger, so it is impossible for their husband and wife to flee to the end of the world alone and stay out of the matter. Fortunately, the son left, and the husband and wife have nothing to worry about.Both she and Li Yi'an said something to comfort Fourth Sister Gao, knowing that it was useless, but they had to say it.

After Sijie Gao's mood improved slightly, Li Yi'an ordered the maid to take them down to rest.Only then did she ask the question she had worried about for a long time: "Sister Seventeen, how do you write Xianggong Yue's resignation letter?"

Hua Rong has also been thinking about this problem, she took a pen and paper and spread it out: "I'll make a draft for Peng Ju first, and I'll just make some additions when he comes back."

Li Yi'an hesitated for a moment, but still bluntly persuaded him: "Sister Seventeen, why don't you ask Pengju to follow Han Xianggong's example?"

(End of this chapter)