Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 408 Warmth
King Qin happily met her tender and grateful eyes. How long has it been?Running all the way, she was in a coma almost every day, and now, she was able to speak a word.He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, he grabbed her hand, his eyes were astringent: "Girl, you will get better soon. Don't be afraid, I will be with you every day."

She listened to his voice in a daze, familiar and kind, so warm and reliable.At the end of the nose is the salty air blown by the seaside wind, with the unique fragrance of spring, without ice and snow, it means spring has come.The sun hit her face, emitting heat, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she finally opened her eyes and saw the blue sky above her head.

"Girl..."

King Qin was ecstatic, she opened her eyes, finally opened her eyes.

With a smile on her face, she pressed her hand softly against his, and tried to sit up, but when she moved, her body felt like falling apart, and she felt the pain in her heart, and fainted again with a soft snort.

King Qin quickly picked her up and walked quickly to the room that had already been tidied up.

More than ten years ago, this was his "imperial palace". Several plantains had grown even bigger, and the house had already been rebuilt. According to Ma Su and Liu Wu's proposal, it was very grand, just like a magnificent palace. old castle.The ground is covered with a kind of marble-like rock collected from the island, with invisible patterns unique to marble, which are cool and pleasing to the eye.In the spacious bedroom, there are three or several large vases from the Jun Kiln, filled with flowers collected from various islands.A few thick wild roses were inserted branch by branch, as if blooming in a big vase.A large Sichuan brocade was spread out, and a white jade table was placed on it, with a tea stove and several rose red tea sets from official kilns of the same color.The brocade tent on the bed was hung high, it was a soft moon-white color, and the calfskin mat was comfortable and pleasant.These were rearranged before King Qin came back.

Bumping all the way, lying next to the comfortable bed, surrounded by the fragrance of wild roses, with a faint sweet smell of pollen, Hua Rong closed his eyes and fell asleep again.I've been through so much, I need a break, a long break.

King Qin sat beside her, touching her cheek where the scars hadn't receded, feeling both sad and happy.Back to the small island back then, back to the room of the bridal chamber, even the same bed.In a blink of an eye, he saw the huge agarwood suitcase in the corner of the room.Inside, there are all brand new shirts, red, yellow, blue and green, all kinds of colors.For a while, he thought that these clothes would never see the light of day again, but unexpectedly, she came back here again.

He walked over, opened the box, and took out a light green shirt.It was an old shirt, exactly the one she wore back then, and it was locked in a box as soon as she left, and it still seemed to exude the fragrance of a 17-year-old girl.

At that time, how wonderful.

He took the shirt and went back to the bed. From the age of 17 to his thirties, after many years, many days and nights, he was finally able to wear it again.

At this time, it is also very good.

Next door was a huge study, also furnished according to Masu's suggestion.Inside are all kinds of ancient rare books, calligraphy and paintings on flower paper that have been looted over the years, authentic works of Su Huang Mi Cai, Wang Anshi's Ci, a row of wolf hairs, and high-quality inkstones, like the room of a scholar who is rushing to take an exam.However, King Qin himself never went in.At this moment, he thought of the study room, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Girl, wake up quickly. When you wake up, teach Xiao Hutou to write his own name, and then write a few more for Lao Tzu."

It was not until Hua Rong was completely asleep that King Qin slowly came out of the room and walked outside.

The last ray of setting sun sprinkled the surface of the sea like blood, sparkling, half of the sea was ice red and half was blue.Seagulls flew by in groups, their wings beat the waves, and the sea was calm.

Uncle Yang walked over and sat quietly watching the little tiger head playing on the beach.He wears a bellyband with green ruffles, like a salamander with a lotus flower on its top.He squatted down, resting his chin on his hands, and was concentrating on watching a group of plankton being washed up.The long tentacles of plankton draw a kind of green trail on the sand.Some small turtles crawled slowly along these traces.

Uncle Yang stretched out his arms to hug him, but he refused: "Grandpa, sea turtle... sea turtle..."

Uncle Yang took out a jade pendant from his bosom, tied it with a red silk thread, and hung it around his neck.This is a pair of high-quality jade bis of unicorns, exquisitely carved and flawless in color.

The little tiger head thought it was funny, picked it up and put it on his lips and laughed, bent down, and picked up a little turtle: "Grandpa, here you are..."

"Brat, do you still know how to reciprocate?"

Uncle Yang turned his head, and King Qin had already sat down beside him.King Qin looked at the jade pendant on Hutou's chest. It was a family heirloom of Third Uncle Yang. He was slightly surprised: "Uncle Third, why did you give such a precious thing to a child?"

"I said long ago that this jade pendant is for your son. Since you regard Hutou as your son, then he is my grandson."

He sighed, Yue Pengju's death was known all over the world. "Sigh, it's a pity that Yue Pengju is a hero, the most ruthless emperor's family. Zhao Deji destroyed the Great Wall by himself and became a minister to Jin. It's deplorable and pitiful. I hope the child will grow up safely wearing the jade pendant."

"Thank you third uncle."

At this time, the little tiger head had already run out a few steps, chasing a big sea bird that had just parked on the beach. The sea bird had long colorful feathers.He pounced on it, wanting to pluck the seabird's feathers, where can he pluck them?The seabird took off, and he ran too fast and fell on the sand, just giggling.Uncle Yang followed him all the time. Although he was worried, he loved this child from the bottom of his heart.Having been on the island for so long, he seldom cried, even if he fell down, he always giggled like this, always carefree, happy and lively, full of infinite vitality.

"Yue Pengju has such a son, he should die in peace."

"No, he died so badly that he will never rest in peace."

Uncle Yang looked away and stared at King Qin: "Your Majesty, the horse army used by Yelu has already started training."

"With Liu Wu here, I don't have to worry about it. What I need to pay attention to is the forces on the sea, and I can't revolve around Yelu Dayong. Third uncle, I have not been idle these days."

King Qin is indeed not idle, he is intensively strengthening the arrangement and expansion of the ocean forces every day.Uncle Yang wanted more than that, reminding him: "Your Majesty, your marriage is coming soon."

Military training can make Liu Wu worry, but does getting married also make Liu Wu worry?

King Qin pondered for a while, then shook his head: "Third Uncle, we can actually have other ways of cooperating with Yelu Dayong, it doesn't necessarily require marriage..."

Uncle Yang stared at him closely: "A gentleman is fast with his words. Since ancient times, keeping the oath is one of the most basic virtues for those who have achieved great things. The two sides form an alliance, and the most important thing is to keep promises. I think, if Mrs. Yue wakes up, her first My wish is to avenge my husband..."

King Qin was shocked.To report revenge on Yue Peng's behalf, apart from the army, other than power, what else can be done?Hua Rong, she must never forget to avenge her husband.

"My lord, you should start preparing for your marriage. Since it is an alliance, it shouldn't be shabby."

"I'm busy."

"You don't need to waste your energy, I will naturally arrange it for you properly."

"Let's talk about it later. My dear, anyway, I don't want to do it. I think the cooperation between the two parties can always find other ways."

Uncle Yang wanted to say more, King Qin stood up and walked aside, picked up the little tiger's head and said, "Son, say goodbye to grandpa."

"Goodbye grandpa."

Uncle Yang watched his father and son go away, feeling very worried.The little tiger head is here, and now there is another half-dead Hua Rong.With her mother and son on the island, how easy is it to ask the king to marry other women?However, now that everything is on the right track, how can we just watch it go to waste?

No, this marriage must be concluded.Otherwise, why explain to Yelu Dayong?

For quite some time, Hua Rong was in a semi-comatose state.Every day, the little tiger head is taken by the nanny, morning and evening, playing by the mother's bed for a while.The crisp "Mom" sounded like the best panacea. Every time the wound flared up and the pain was unbearable, Hua Rong would always be awakened by her son's soft voice, and understood that she had to live, and there were people waiting for her. Take care of yourself, take care of yourself.

"Miss Seventeen, how pitiful little Hutou is, he is still waiting for us, how could he not have a mother?" The husband's dying words were in my ears, yes, little Hutou, how could he not have a mother?He must have a mother.Just like that, she survived the pain again and again.

Little Hutou especially likes the time of dusk. At this time, Mr. Qin always brings Hua Rong to the beach, bathing in the soft light of the setting sun, so that her body and mind can be relaxed.At this time, Little Hutou will play with his mother on the beach, show her many shelled sea fish, and blow the humming conch in her ear.

Gradually, gradually, the little tiger saw his mother's blood-stained face, clean and clear again, like a snake shedding its skin, the new skin was nourished by various herbs and plasters, white and clean.Then, mother's hands also shed a layer of blood-colored skin, and even the thin calluses left by practicing arrows in the early years have completely faded away because of the long-term rest, and it becomes soft and smooth again to the touch.The cloth strips wrapped around her body are also being removed layer by layer. Every time a piece is removed, more new life will be radiated, like a phoenix bathed in fire, tempered and tempered, looking forward to a complete new life.

The night is coming slowly.

The sun that has been raging all day has turned into a gentle afterglow, and the shells on the beach are colorful and golden.The little tiger head ran, picked up a lot of shells, crabs, and little turtles, and piled them densely around its mother, almost enclosing the mother with shells.

He held a big red conch in his hand, put it near his mouth, and blew it loudly, shouting happily: "Mom, mom..."

Hua Rong sat up, opened his eyes and looked at his son.The running son, the dancing arms, the limp child grows up day by day.A kind of gentle and loving affection drove away the pain all over her body without a trace, and she was even able to reach out and hug her son slowly.

(End of this chapter)