Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 386
"Okay, you go down first, the prince will consider this matter as soon as possible." Although his face remained the same, Wang Junhua no longer dared to act like a baby like before, and even the desire that had accumulated for a long time disappeared. She stood up and bowed again. She said: "This painting boat is for the servant's family to honor the fourth prince, please accept it with a smile."

"Okay, it's hard for you, go on down. Your husband and wife don't have to worry about the lifelong prime minister."

"Thank you, Fourth Prince."

She asked Jin Wushu to improve his complexion, and asked coquettishly: "Fourth Prince, Qin Hui is absolutely sure about Yue Pengju's matter."

"Okay, good job."

This compliment made her hopeful again: "Then, what about Hua Rong?"

Hua Rong? !Hua Rong should have watched her son get killed in the fire, and soon, her husband was killed!Other people's wives should be punished like this. This is her own choice, isn't it?
"Hua Rong will talk about it when the time comes. You will be satisfied with her fate."

When Wang Junhua met his eyes, it was a woman's intuition. The fourth prince really hated that woman and wanted her to die.She didn't hide the joy in her heart, hugged Jin Wushu, and kissed him on the face: "Thank you, Fourth Prince, I have been your cow and horse for you all my life."

Jin Wushu laughed loudly: "This prince knows your loyalty."

As soon as Wang Junhua left, Jin Wushu no longer had the heart to sing and dance, and walked to the side of the boat, the night was getting dark, and the singing and dancing in the West Lake would gradually fade away.He was about to make people bring the boat to the shore, when he suddenly heard a soft and faint singing voice.

Chilling is miserable.It was late at the Changting Pavilion, and the showers had just stopped.There is no thread to drink in the tents of the capital, and Nostalgia Office and Lanzhou are urged.Doubted see tears in their eyes, even Yuning choke.Reading back and forth, thousands of miles of smoke and waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is wide.

Passionate since ancient times hurt parting.It's even more embarrassing and desolate in Qingqiu Festival.Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the moon.After many years, it should be a good time for a good time.Even if there are thousands of styles, let alone tell anyone.

The tune was sung a cappella, and because there was no embellishment, it was more lingering and mournful, like weeping.He admired the culture of the southern country all his life, and he also appreciated the beautiful voice of the singers and dancers of the southern country. Girl Huansha is singing at will, lightly, flowing water and clear wind, thin like clouds, singing with the most essence of human beings and the most sincere feelings of women.

Amorous feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, this singing girl, who is missing her?

He looked at the darkness of the night, and involuntarily ordered the boat to go in the direction of the sound.

However, this voice was like a seductive will-o'-the-wisp, flickering on and off, faintly invisible, every time he approached, he always found that the voice was still a little ahead, just a little bit ahead, but it couldn't reach the shore.At this time, his mind was completely attracted by the singing, as if there was a demagogic power in the dark night.

Wu Qimai, who followed him, felt that something was wrong, and tried to persuade him: "Fourth prince, it's late at night, let's go back. The little one will be asked to inquire immediately, and it will be sent to the mansion tomorrow..."

He waved.Wu Qimai and others looked around, but found nothing unusual.The Fourth Prince was active in the Song Dynasty, so naturally he would not take it lightly, and he also knew that Qin Hui sent a large number of dead soldiers to protect him along the way. Behind them, there was an inconspicuous boat full of strong bows and crossbows.He thought to himself that nothing would go wrong, so he no longer tried to persuade him.

Finally, the boat had arrived at the bottom of an unusually secluded willow embankment, and as soon as the boat docked, Jin Wushu couldn't wait to get off the boat.Wu Qimai and others waited to observe afterwards, and it was indeed just a thatched hut of a fisherman, and there was no abnormality around.

In the depths of the forest, in a thatched hut, it may be the poor wife of a fisherman, or an ignorant village girl. He is as if possessed by a bewitch, and is lingeringly attracted by that voice, fascinated:
After many years, it should be a good time for a good time.Even if there are thousands of styles, how can I tell anyone...

The style, the style of the Song Dynasty, the style of the West Lake, the style of the girl in the dark night, such as a huge magnetic field, thousands of calculations, who owns the country?
A candle was flickering, and a slender figure was sitting in front of a large basin, bending over to sort out the lively fish—maybe she was going to pick them up in the market tomorrow to make a living.She has a slender figure, long hair drooping down, forgetting herself completely, singing softly, catching a red carp in her hand, immersed in the joy of labor and harvest...

Jin Wushu walked over slowly: "Girl..."

As soon as Fang dropped the word "mother", he suddenly felt something was wrong, a long spear was swept towards him from behind, he rolled on the spot in his busy schedule, Fang Tian drew his halberd, in haste, a big gash was cut on his back.

Wu Qimai and the others realized something was wrong and were about to rush forward when they heard a loud shout: "Whoever dares to take a step forward, kill him immediately..."

Jin Wushu waved his hand, and everyone retreated.

The singing "Fisher Girl" stood up leisurely, dressed in green and red, with light hair and a smile on her face: "Fourth prince, we have been waiting for you for a long time, you are really late..."

She actually still maintained that lingering voice, word by word, as if she was singing.She shook her head lightly: "Oh, if Wang Junhua hadn't led the way, it would have been really difficult for us to find you. Lin'an is actually not too big, but you still hide it so well..."

Hua Rong can sing, but she can still sing like this.This woman is a monster, her nemesis.Jin Wushu hissed: "Hua Rong, you actually planned to harm me?!"

Hua Rong laughed, she found it unbelievable that Jin Wushu could speak in such an "aggrieved" manner.This man is an actor, a natural actor, whenever he is in a desperate situation, he will make such an expression, as if he really owes him a huge favor.However, when he did everything possible to kill Pengju, when he tortured and slapped himself viciously, when he showed his power in Yiyuan and admired the fire in Yiyuan... when he performed all kinds of evil deeds, he would have a different expression.

The passionate son has a heart of snakes and scorpions.

Hua Rong didn't know what to say, so she just kept smiling, and the man beside her also laughed, understating: "Fourth prince, my husband and wife's scheme is nothing compared to the undercover agent you planted in Song Dynasty."

Jin Wushu's gaze was almost protruding, staring fiercely at this "stranger": the man was wearing a white robe with a scarf pattern on the neckline, he was majestic and heroic, striding forward.As for Hua Rong, he took a step back and stood with him, dressed in green and red, matching his heroic vigor.

Good couple.

This made him even more unbearable than seeing Yue Peng in heavy armor and wearing a hood.On the battlefield and in the field of love, even his self-proclaimed demeanor will lose to him.

Hua Rong seemed to know what he was thinking, and deliberately whispered softly: "Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons; aspirations hungry for the meat of the Huns, laughing and thirsty for the blood of the Huns... Alas, fourth prince, You should have been happy that Pengju's grand plan to fight against the gold was ruined by you, why are you so unhappy?"

Yue Pengju's "Man Jianghong" was used as a mobilization song before and after entering Zhuxian Town, and it was quickly circulated in the army, and everyone knew it.Naturally, Jin Wushu also knew that as soon as the melody came up, he immediately understood that it must have been Hua Rong who taught the song back then.From Yu Linling to Man Jianghong, what does Hua Rong want to explain?Her husband is more versatile than herself?
The conceited sense of superiority, so far, is completely vulnerable.He was furious, and sneered: "Yue Pengju, you are dying, what is there to struggle for today? How dare you be a traitor to your Great Song Dynasty?"

"Fourth prince, since your family is dying, if you don't struggle, when will you wait?" He pretended to be surprised, "Didn't you just call it 'Jiangnan'? Why did you change it to 'Da Song' today?"

Jin Wushu was at a loss for words for a while.

Yue Pengju's voice changed, heavy and angry: "Fourth prince, how dare you visit me many times to provoke me while I'm not at home."

Jin Wushu laughed very proudly: "Yue Pengju, this shows that you are in vain for calling yourself a hero, and you can't even protect your wife and children. Besides, you are going to die soon. From now on, this prince will not only come to provoke you..."

He could clearly feel a faint pain as the spear resting on his waist moved an inch forward.The pain was so painful that one could even hear the sound of a drop of blood slowly oozing out.

"Fourth prince, I can capture you alive, and I can kill you when I die! No matter whether I am dead or alive, if you dare to touch my wife and children again in the future, I will kill you for revenge!"

The eyes of the two met, and Jin Wushu's heart shuddered. Yue Pengju's gaze turned out to be a faint green, like the will-o'-the-wisp in a cemetery, like a tiger, a lone wolf, or an angry lion that has reached a dead end, ready to put all his eggs in one basket anytime, anywhere. Splash five steps.

He couldn't help avoiding this look, "Yue Pengju, what exactly do you want?"

"Only two conditions with you."

"What conditions?"

"First, several of my subordinates are being imprisoned: Zhang Xian, Yu Peng, Sun Ge and six others. You order Qin Hui to ensure their safety; second, ensure the safety of Princess Tianwei!"

Jin Wushu was tongue-tied and said after a while: "Didn't you intercede for yourself?"

Yue Pengju smiled wryly.It was Zhao Deji who wanted to kill him, so what's the use of negotiating terms with Jin Wushu?Supporting the self-respect of soldiers and eliminating generals is Zhao Deji's biggest heart disease. Since Han Zhongliang is not dead, he must go to the guillotine.He also felt that it was extremely absurd that the life and death of his relatives and friends had to be preserved by coercing his great enemy - only the powerful ministers of the Jin Kingdom could control the emperor and prime minister of the Song Kingdom!In the long history of China, how many such ridiculous plots are there?

Jin Wushu looked arrogant: "Yue Pengju, you can actually beg me! As long as you beg the crown prince, maybe you still have a way out."

Yue Pengju smiled proudly: "You are my defeated general, how could I beg you because of myself?! If a man dies, he will die. Today I am not begging you, but to exchange your life for the lives of my subordinates, that's all. They swear to die Follow me, and I will live up to them! What's more, Fourth Prince, you really overestimate yourself, and at certain moments, Zhao Deji is beyond your control."

Jin Wushu looked stubborn, but he had to secretly admire him. In this situation, Yue Pengju, he didn't think even a little bit about himself.

"What if the prince doesn't agree?"

Yue Pengju looked at the enemies who were gradually surrounding him, Jin Wushu's entourage, Qin Hui's dead soldiers, fearlessly: "If you don't agree, next year today will be your death day!"

"Don't forget, even if you kill me, you and your wife will have to be buried together."

Hua Rong smiled slightly: "Fourth prince, we don't regret our death, are you willing to die? If you don't believe me, just try."

His gaze shifted from Hua Rong's face to Yue Pengju's body: "Yue Pengju, if you were a little meaner, Qin Hui would not be your opponent at all..."

(End of this chapter)