Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 410 Mom and Dad
Hua Rong was half asleep and half awake, and in front of her eyes were the red leaves of Elong Town, and the deep flowers and trees outside the Zen room of Donglin Temple.Under the moonlight, Pengju held up a large bouquet of wild flowers: "Sister Seventeen, here you are..." She took the flowers with a smile and threw them into his arms. Their lips stuck together almost immediately.It was the kiss of the closest lover, it was the husband hugging her, just like countless lingering nights.Filled with joy, she hugged his neck and responded to him enthusiastically.

King Qin was dazzled by such enthusiasm, he only felt that those soft lips were as fragrant as honey, full of passion, as if her thin body contained endless enthusiasm, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.More ecstasy than the ecstasy in memory, like a flower that blooms at the most appropriate time, unrestrained and passionate, lingering and charming, more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world; more charming than the most seductive woman in the world.

It was the first time for him to appreciate her enthusiasm, she was no longer the young girl who was full of fear and shrink back, how wonderful!
"Girl, girl..."

His call was completely blocked by her, her lips and tongue entangled, the kiss made him breathless, pushing his desire to the peak, he couldn't help it anymore, and gently took off her clothes.She was not shy or evasive, her whole soft body fit perfectly in his arms, gentle and active, her soft hands slid down from his neck, from his chest to his abdomen, her voice was ecstasy, her breathing was rapid, as if she was about to The drowning man hugs the last driftwood.Tenderness is a kind of nothingness after great fear, which needs comfort and a warm support.This kind of love can only be given to yourself by the person you love the most.

As soon as he stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, he suddenly heard her groan. It was the wound on her shoulder that was pulled, and her whole body was almost pulled awake.The pain was so severe that she let out a miserable cry, and tears came to her eyes. The impression in that dream dissipated, leaving only pain, endless pain, as if someone had slashed her heart one by one.

King Qin hurriedly stopped, and gently hugged her in his arms: "Girl, does it hurt? Where does it hurt?"

She clung to his shoulders in a daze, trying to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so sleepy, she just cried softly, buried her face in his chest, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.King Qin put his arms around her and stroked her hair: "Girl, wait until you get better, get better." Then, he carefully inspected the wounds on her shoulders and waist. These places are gradually starting to grow. There is new meat.He checked slowly, stroked lightly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all. Like every night these days, he took good care of her, and what he did was completely like a husband.This woman was originally his wife, wasn't she?

The sun rises, the window is opened, and there is a large sea of ​​flowers outside, densely packed grape racks, a night of wind and rain, the grapes have been washed by the rain, and the grapes fall all over the ground, and the fine ash on the fruits that are left on the racks is also removed. , fully revealing the crystal clear fruit.The laughing sound of the little tiger head came, creaking and creaking, holding a bunch of grapes in his hand, picking one and putting it in his mouth, jumping non-stop, laughing happily: "This is for mom...this is for daddy... ..."

King Qin turned around from the window, and saw that Hua Rong had slowly opened his eyes, the eyeballs were black and very clear.

He walked over: "Girl, do you want to get up?"

Hua Rong nodded and sat up.

King Qin took out the green shirt he had prepared and handed it over, put it on carefully for her, and said softly, "Girl, today I will take you to a nice place to play."

Hua Rong nodded, and slowly stood up. For the first time, he was able to stand up straight.However, after standing for a while, her leg limped again—the injured left leg made her lose her balance.

The morning sun shone in from the window, covering her face, like a green thrush whose wings were suddenly broken by a hunter.King Qin's heart ached, and his voice was even more gentle, as if all the gentleness in this life had been concentrated in this period of time: "Girl, you look so good-looking."

There was a smile on her face, these words were so familiar, Pengju always liked to say: "Sister Seventeen, you are so pretty..."

She stared at the vicissitudes of life on the opposite side, the familiar gentle affection in her eyes was completely out of harmony with him.However, this tenderness is clear, she knows it, can see it, and feel it.Even in the hundreds of days and nights when he was seriously injured and comatose, he could feel it deeply.

The morning sun was shining on the beach, and the little tiger was happily running ahead with a bunch of grapes on its head. Behind, King Qin half-supported Hua Rong, and slowly walked towards the hidden grassland on the island.It was a beautiful place, and it was there that Hua Rong discovered the exit more than ten years ago.

At that time, all the flowers were in full bloom, and at this time, the water and grass were luxuriant.

"Father, hurry up..."

"Mom, hurry up, hurry up..."

From afar, Uncle Yang fixed his gaze on the three of them.The little tiger head giggled, and King Qin laughed out loud.These days, with Hua Rong gradually waking up and recovering from his injuries, King Qin has completely immersed himself in the joy of family life, loving his wife and young son, and enjoying it endlessly.

What can this kind of family life bring to King Qin?What exactly is holding him back?
Uncle Yang frowned, very anxious.

Here the sun becomes soft and beautiful.

The boundless green grass is green into a whole piece of crystal clear crystal, dotted with dense wild flowers of various colors.Some wild unknown animals ran around in groups. The wild sea sheep with long horns spread their hooves, ran fast, and stopped again. The horns shone with a bluish light. .The sun shines down from a slightly tall flower bush, reflecting the purple color of the flower, like a large kaleidoscope, with dust flying inside, turning into many strange patterns.

The little tiger head had never been here before, giggled in surprise at this novel sight, clapped his little hands and chased after the beautiful sea sheep.Sea sheep rarely see people, and they are not afraid. They bleat, stick out their long tongues, and lick the little tiger's face with hot air.The little tiger head laughed happily, stretched out his hand long and stood on tiptoe, but still couldn't reach Linjiao, one person and one sheep seemed to be hugging each other, making his face covered with the saliva left by the red tongue of the sea sheep...

Hua Rong was lying on the grass, the sky was so blue that it didn't seem real, coming here, it seemed to have entered another brand new world.Everything has changed, even "Luoxia Island" has undergone drastic changes, only this place remains the same, nothing has changed at all, it is exactly the same as in memory.It's just that one person is missing.She couldn't help but look at the willow tree at the mouth of the sea. A simple boat seemed to be dangling in front of her eyes. It was made by herself and Pengju, quietly spending a lot of time here.This is a secret, a secret that King Qin has never known.At the beginning, he only knew that the two escaped, but he never knew how they escaped.

She was lying on the grass, warm as the most comfortable green blanket, soft and comforting and nourishing.The sky above her head was blue, and her mind was completely relaxed. She closed her eyes, lazily, as if she was about to fall asleep again.In the mist, the figure of the boy was running and jumping, holding bright red shells and conchs, and working so hard on the canoe.At that time, I was only 17 years old, and Pengju was not yet 14 years old. Both of them worked hard, and with incredible tenacity, they quickly built a small boat, hoping to escape and run to the ideal world of freedom.She ran over joyfully, and when he got closer, even closer, he held up a bright red conch: "Sister... Sister..." As soon as she stretched out her hand, she woke up in a start, and only shouted, "Pengju, Pengju..."

In a warm embrace, it was his soft voice: "Girl, what's the matter?"

She slowly closed her eyes, infinitely tired.The freedom that I have been running towards since I was a child has never been obtained. Everything is a shackle and a prison, imprisoning the soul and the body.Ideal, but a joke, a deception.From the very beginning, I and Pengju chose a wrong path.Until life and blood are used to verify the absurdity that has been passed.

Zhao Deji, Qin Hui, Wang Junhua, Jin Wushu... Faces appeared in front of his eyes, and only then did he think of hatred, the deep-rooted hatred.But lost the original impulse, only silently hidden in the heart.Hatred is also a science of survival.

"Pengju him? Pengju's body..."

It took a long time for King Qin to hear her softly ask and say the word "remains". He exhausted all his strength and couldn't even imagine it, but he had to face it.

"He was buried by the guards in Dali Temple Prison."

Hua Rong looked at the sky above his head, and didn't speak for a while, the anger and sorrow pent up in his heart revived, reverberating repeatedly in his chest, almost jumping out through his throat.I can't even bury her husband's body with my own hands, and I don't even know where he is buried.Thousands of miles away, there is no place to talk about desolation.

"Zhang Xian also died in prison. Yu Peng, Sun Ge and others were exiled. Zhang Xian's wife and children were also exiled. The news I got is that there are villagers who look after and help them along the way..."

Zhang Xian is also dead!Jin Wushu, the perfidious dog thief.She clenched her fist quietly, then let it go, a cluster of wild flowers around her was crushed and scattered petals all over the ground.

Suddenly thought of Ruda, where did Ruda go?
"Where's Brother Lu?"

"This monk is unpredictable. I made an appointment with him in advance. But he was besieged at the south gate and separated from us. After Yue Pengju died, we couldn't find out his whereabouts, and we didn't know whether he died or not. It's life."

Hua Rong didn't ask any more questions, it was all terrible pain, her relatives and friends were all wiped out.There is only one son, one myself, trapped on this island, helpless, helpless, life is here, and we will know the real end of the road.

There is only one King Qin.

She lay down again, and the green velvet grass was heavenly and relaxed.It is the complete relaxation, safety and peace of mind in the most desperate time of life.There was the giggling sound of his son in his ears. He ran and laughed, picked a lot of wild flowers and spread them around his mother, trying to pile up her whole.He got excited about playing and never tired of it. After a while, Hua Rong was surrounded by flowers, like being trapped in a wall surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers.

Qin Dawang looked at him with a smile and did not stop him.King Qin himself picked a lot of wild flowers, all kinds of fragrances lingered on Hua Rong's face, and Hua Rong's coolness blew on her face. She closed her eyes, and the tiredness, pain, and hard work all over her body seemed to end here.No more bloody storms, no more ups and downs.After such a tragic fight, and someone who can shelter from the wind and rain, how lucky is he in this life?The deep gratitude was buried in the bottom of my heart, and I was about to say something, but I couldn't express it, so I just held his hand and called "Qin Shangcheng" in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)