Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 407
Just when Qin Dawang bought the narcissus for a while, two or three rich and idle people came here.The leader, dressed in red and yellow, with a silk and jade belt, looked like a young master, his eyes swept across the bustling flower market, and landed on a pot of purple orchids.Orchid is a gentleman among flowers. It was the first time he saw so many orchids. He originally liked them, but now he didn't want to appreciate them, so he frowned secretly: How could Hua Rong be so busy here?I don't know how Wu Qimai inquired about the news.

After a while, Wu Qimai came in a hurry, he hastily asked in a low voice, "Are you sure it's here?"

Wu Qimai shook his head: "Only someone found a burly man. I thought it was the King of Qin, but who followed him all the way and then disappeared... Fourth Prince, look..."

He whispered, Jin Wushu raised his head suddenly, and saw a big man wearing a bamboo hat in front of him, tall and broad, with a full face, holding a cockfighting coop in his hand.

Wu Qimai also found out: "It's not...it's a mistake..."

Jin Wushu was greatly disappointed, faced with the flowers all over his eyes, he couldn't bear to look any longer, and said impatiently: "Let's go, we have to look for it quickly, if it's too late, I'm afraid they have already left Lin'an."

The snow had already stopped, and the weather in the southern country could not keep the frost and snow. A bright sun came out, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and it seemed that the rain and snow had never happened before. It's time for the grass to grow and the warbler to fly.

A solitary grave with evergreen pines and cypresses.

Ma Su knelt down quietly in front of the grave, and there were only a few simple words on it: "Tomb of Tianwei".Golden branches and jade leaves, a handful of loess.He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.Who would have thought?Who would have thought? ?With such a shy smile on Tianwei's face, she accepted that she would bandage her wound, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you." The most ruthless emperor's family, I knew this before, the ends of the earth, the scorching sun by the sea, wouldn't it be a different life?
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed nine times: "Princess, I'm sorry, I couldn't save you."

There was no sound around, the wind blew over the grave, and the withered and yellow grass was slowly showing signs of sprouting.

He stood up slowly, his knees were numb, looking at the sunset and sunset in the west, with tears streaming down his face, he walked away. After many years, goodbye, he didn't know what happened.

After knocking on the door seven times, An Zhigang opened the door, very pleasantly surprised: "Ma Su, we are waiting for you."

Ma Su entered the door and looked at the crowd with mixed feelings.He bowed to King Qin, and hurriedly looked at Hua Rong who was unconscious on the bed: "Your Majesty, Madam Yue?"

King Qin said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't die."

He has been taking care of Hua Rong non-stop these days, feeding and changing her medicines, and he is not sloppy at all. He is so tired that he has lost a lot of weight.Ma Su looked at the pot of narcissus on the case table, sighed, secretly sad, if he had the persistence of the king, how could the princess die?I dare not, I have never dared.So I could only watch her return to the palace, watch her get married, and watch her be executed. From the beginning to the end, I never dared to even say "like".

He looked at the pot of narcissus, and at King Qin, the pirate and the emperor, who is more noble than the other?Like Zhao Deji and his like, they bring their black belly and viciousness to the extreme, while the thieves in the eyes of the world are still a little bit human and bloody.He couldn't help saluting again, sincerely convinced, very sincere: "My lord, Ma Su will follow you throughout this life, serve you wholeheartedly, and never have a second heart."

King Qin stared at him very strangely: "What are you doing?"

Ma Su didn't answer, just said: "I have already inquired secretly that Yue Xianggong was quietly buried by the guards of Dali Temple Prison. But now I can't find out exactly where it was buried. Poor Yue Xianggong, the first hero, has come to such a tragic end. "

"Hey, death is death, and it doesn't matter how the body is." Qin Dawang grabbed a jar of wine on the table and poured it on the ground, and said while pouring it, "Yue Pengju, you boy will be a good man again in 18 years. You must kill Zhao Deji and Qin Hui to avenge your hatred. If you are alive in heaven, I will bless your wife and son in peace."

Everyone was sad and bowed their heads together.

The news of Yue Pengju's death quickly spread across the country, and the whole country of Jin celebrated with joy, especially the Jin army who had fought against Yue's army.At the same time, the peace talks between Song and Jin had basically been reached, and the wolf lord of the Jin Kingdom ordered Zhao Deji to be canonized as the "emperor minister", and he would be a minister to the Great Jin Dynasty and pay coins every year.

When Zhao Deji received the canonized documents and gold books, he was elated as if he had received a death talisman. He had been looking forward to the life of Emperor Taiping for many years. At this time, it was officially launched.The rest is to go all out to welcome the return of Queen Mother Wei.He instigated people to make large-scale construction projects and made a big fuss, and he had already decorated the Empress Dowager's Palace in a magnificent manner.Everything is ready, only the Queen Mother is owed.

A carriage stopped at the door, covered by thick curtains.

Qin Dawang went up to check it himself, the interior of the carriage was very comfortable and soft, and the drivers were two veterans to ensure that the road would not be bumpy.Satisfied, he went into the house and hugged Hua Rong, and stepped out step by step to get into the carriage.In the twilight, Ma Su and others mounted their horses. Ma Su was dressed in a brocade robe and a valley scarf on his head, like a handsome young man.Everyone looked at it and thought it was a wealthy family traveling.

Palace lanterns, poems and riddles, chatting and laughing, the streets are full of red and green, the Great Song Empire, immersed in her incomparable joy.Ma Su glanced at the drunken people in the street, and thought, how long can this peace last?In the end, who will destroy Song Dynasty?gold?Or who will destroy Song and Jin?
The carriage rumbled away, and no one answered his question.

After walking dozens of miles out of the suburbs, he suddenly thought of a serious problem: Before he set off, Uncle Yang had told him that to "persuade" the king, he must try his best to train Yelu Dayong's army and reach a cooperation between the two sides.He talked a lot, but he didn't dare to "admonish" him at all. At this moment, he asked King Qin to put down Hua Rong and complete his king's hegemony with Yelu Dayong. Is this possible?
The island, the sun, spring, flowers bloom.

A child wearing a bright red carp bellyband was running on the beach with a smile on his face, holding two soft golden fishes in his hands.These days, he has learned to catch the fish firmly. The fish struggled in the palm of his hand, numb and itchy. The child is taller, very strong, with big eyes blinking, reflecting the fish in his hand, as if there is a layer of golden light in his eyes.

From a distance, he saw a big man striding towards him.Holding the fish in his hand, he took a closer look and laughed loudly: "Daddy...Daddy..."

King Qin rushed over and hugged him: "Stinky boy, do you miss me?"

His dark eyes rolled, and he giggled and held the fish in front of him: "Father...Mom... Where is my mother? Where is my father?" Qin Dawang felt sore, he remembered, he still remembered Remember my father.

"Boy, kneel down."

"Do not."

King Qin stretched out his hand, the child was kneeling on the soft sand, he giggled, thinking that Dad was playing with him.

"Kowtow to your father."

King Qin turned his body to the direction of Lin'an. The child was taught by his mother to kowtow to "uncle" earlier, but now he kowtows to "father". , kept laughing.It wasn't until he kowtowed nine times that King Qin picked him up: "Boy, remember, your father's name is Yue Pengju."

"Yue Pengju, Yue Pengju..." he muttered, struggling in King Qin's arms, "Mom, my mother..."

"Mom is here, you will see your mother soon."

The child couldn't wait for a moment, the fish in his hand fell to the ground, and kept yelling: "Mom, mom... where is my mother..."

Hua Rong's eyelids moved, the voice seemed to rise from the bottom of his heart, and the sound rang in his ears, his little hands were soft and chubby, like a wriggling bug, touching his face fatly, The voice was childish: "Mom, Mom, don't go to sleep..."

"Mom" - the son is calling himself, one by one.

Along the way, she had heard this voice in many hallucinations, but she didn't know if it was a dream or real.She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so sleepy that she couldn't open them no matter what.She wanted to reach out her hand, but her hand was also weak, and she couldn't hold it, so she could only move slightly, caress, caress her son.Then, smile.In this moment of comfort, she even forgot about her husband's death and where she was. She only knew about this soft man, and only knew about these soft little hands, so gentle and warm, they belonged to Pengju. Flesh and blood, his own flesh and blood, he is still alive.

How nice it is to be alive.

King Qin's eyes were hot, he hugged Xiaohu's head tightly, and gently covered her hand with his son's: "Girl, my son is here, and my son has been waiting for you to come back."

In a daze, she heard his voice, her hand next to her son's soft hand, so relieved.I am grateful again, although I can’t open my mouth, but I am grateful, in a daze, I am grateful all the way.

The little tiger head was scared by the injured hands and kept backing away: Who is this woman?There were so many scars on his face, his eyes were closed tightly, and layers of cloth were wrapped around his body.Who is this?How could it be my own mother?She is not her own mother.

"Stinky boy, call mom quickly, quickly..."

He broke away from the stroking of those hands, took a step back, and cried with a "wow": "Mom...no...this is not my mother..."

King Qin was furious: "You have no conscience, your own mother won't recognize you? See if I don't spank your ass."

Hua Rong couldn't open his eyes, only the corners of his eyes were filled with tears.

Xiao Hutou stopped timidly. After all, it was the nature of mother and child. When he saw the tears flowing from those tightly closed eyes, he couldn't help calling out: "Mom, my mother..."

The mother and the child were snuggling together, and he timidly stretched out his hand to caress the mother's face and the scars on her body.The child didn't know the severity, he pulled slightly, touching the scar under the cloth strip, and Hua Rong's nose came out with a low sound of pain.

"Be gentle, don't hurt mom."

King Qin picked him up, sighed, and said to the nanny: "Take the young master out. From today on, I will take him three times a day to say hello to Madam and accompany Madam."

"Yes."

The room fell silent, Hua Rong moved his hand slowly, trying to say a word, but his lips twitched, but he couldn't speak.King Qin bent down and sat beside her, and asked softly, "Girl, don't worry about Hutou, I will take care of him."

"Qin Shangcheng, Qin Shangcheng..."

She opened her mouth, and after saying this, she closed her mouth with difficulty.I wanted to thank him, but I knew it was unnecessary.I don't need to thank him.In this world, the last person I need to thank is him, and he doesn't need it either!
(End of this chapter)