Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 420 I Like Dad
May in the Kingdom of Jin was not too hot, but the Jurchen nobles were already prepared for the summer heat. According to the usual practice, they went to the riverside dozens of miles outside Yanjing to escape the heat.

Several important concubines in the fourth prince's mansion finally waited for the fourth prince's return, and they were all ecstatically thinking about how to ask the fourth prince to bring him, not only for enjoyment, but also for affirmation of status.What's more - until now, the fourth prince's title of Concubine Yue is still vacant.

Who is qualified to be the queen of the king of Yue?

Just as they shuttled back and forth in fancy dress, trying every means to attract the fourth prince's attention, in the corner, Yelu Guanyin's eyes sparked with resentment, half happy, half sad.The happy thing is the status of the fourth prince today, but the sad thing is how can I achieve my goal?
The hooves of the horses beat, a maroon pony came in from the gate, and a young boy with a bow and arrow on his back got off the horse. He was wearing a golden man's horse costume, and on his head was a slow-moving bead crown. The long colorful feathers are full of heroism.With two pheasants in his hands, he shouted loudly as soon as he dismounted: "Daddy, daddy..."

A group of concubines greeted him and greeted him fawningly: "The young master is back..."

"Master, have you hunted so many things again?"

"The young master is really good at archery. He is a hero at such a young age. He has the demeanor of a fourth prince..."

"Master, give this to the kitchen, and make a delicious meal for you..."

The little boy cupped his hands calmly: "Thank you, aunts. My son will go to pay his respects to father first."

Yelu Guanyin hid in a corner, gritted his teeth and looked at the young man with pink make-up and jade.The three-year-old boy at the time has passed by in a few years, and he is already in his teens. He has a handsome face and a strong figure, a head taller than children of the same age. He is young and has great strength. He is a good hunter, and has long been known among the disciples of the same generation of Jurchen aristocrats, and is known as the number one.

This is the favorite of the fourth prince, and little Lu Wenlong's status is above everything else in the fourth prince's mansion.All the concubines wanted to adopt this child in order to please the fourth prince, but no matter how hard they tried, little Lu Wenlong couldn't get close to them.Yelu Guanyin naturally thought of this shortcut.It's a pity that little Lu Wenlong had a deep impression of her fear when she was a child. Every time they met, they left in a hurry without saying a few words.Yelu Guanyin fell into obsession at this time, and the other concubines saw through her thoughts and obstructed her, secretly telling Xiao Lu Wenlong that it was Yelu Guanyin who killed his "mother", so she couldn't get close to Xiao Lu Wenlong at all.

How did little Lu Wenlong know how many women thought about it?He rushed into the fourth prince's bedroom with great interest, and shouted loudly: "Father, the child is back..."

Jin Wushu sat up from the kang, but seeing the handsome young man who came in, growing up day by day, he finally felt a little comforted, and hurriedly said: "Boy, come and sit beside Father."

Lu Wenlong went to the kang and sat beside Father, seeing a jug of wine on the table, he obediently poured a glass: "Father, please drink."

Jin Wushu was overjoyed and poured him a glass too: "Son, how many drinks do you have with daddy?"

Jurchen men are used to drinking at a young age, and Lu Wenlong is also a good drinker. He usually drinks all kinds of Jurchen milk wine like drinking water.Seeing him drinking heavily, Jin Wushu was very happy, and patted his head: "Son, do you want to go to Yanjing to escape the summer heat?"

"I think. Father, I heard people talking about it these days, saying that it is very close to Elong Town. Father, will we see mother there?"

Jin Wushu put down his wine glass, speechless.

After all, he was a child, and Lu Wenlong's thoughts were still stuck in the place where he lived. For more than a year, he wore the tiger skin clothes made by his mother, learned archery and hunting, and learned the double guns of another father. there.He had asked Jin Wushu this question many times, but every time he had no results and was dismissed. This time, when he learned that he was going to a place very close to Elong Town, he naturally asked.

Jin Wushu asked cautiously: "Son, do you still remember Mom?"

He raised his face and said innocently: "Of course I remember. Dad, if you can see your mother again, don't lock up your mother anymore, okay?"

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Jin Wushu's heart was shocked, and only then did he realize how deeply the experience of those years had left on little Lu Wenlong.At that time, the child was already several years old and could remember things.Back then, did I really torture Hua Rong like that?After thousands of twists and turns, it turns out that he has always been so cruel to Hua Rong?

He was even more cautious: "Son, you still think about her all the time?"

Lu Wenlong nodded.He grew up in the fourth prince's mansion, and he knew that other partners or brothers who were born out of the concubine had mothers—that is, biological mothers.However, I didn't.As he grows up day by day, he becomes more curious about who his biological mother is, and after seeing Hua Rong, she loves her lovingly and keeps her tiger skin clothes in mind. Occasionally, he heard gossip, and he deeply believed that his mother must be Hua Rong.

"Father, do you dislike mother?"

Jin Wushu was startled, and asked him: "Who said that?"

He murmured: "My boy once heard someone say that my mother is a lowly person, plus... plus your mother..."

Jin Wushu said angrily: "Who said your mother is a lowly person? Who said that?"

Lu Wenlong was taken aback, he had rarely seen his father with such an angry face, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing him like this, Jin Wushu looked a little more relaxed: "Son, remember, your mother is the best woman in the world."

He was very happy: "Huh? Daddy likes my mother very much?"

Jin Wushu nodded, feeling lost.Lu Deng's wife committed suicide and was a woman he admired very much.And Hua Rong, Hua Rong!The ordeal Hua Rong has endured is many times more than Madam Lu's. How can she explain clearly the circumstances in her life?The son's mother, no matter which one he said, she likes it very much.

His voice couldn't help but softened: "Son, your mother is very smart, both civil and military, can sing very good tunes, write beautiful big characters, and can cook tea..."

"Mom is so powerful?"

"Your mother is the best at cooking tea, can it transform into various flowers, birds, insects and fish?"

"Then I'll ask my mother to cook tea for me..."

Is there such a chance?Jin Wushu couldn't continue talking, the blood circulation in his whole body was speeding up again, and he felt a dull pain.Poison, what kind of poison is it?Is there any antidote?Where is the antidote?
Lu Wenlong saw that his father's complexion changed suddenly, and he broke out in cold sweat, he hurriedly supported his father: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Wushu wiped his profuse sweat and shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fine. Son, go and bring me the two books at the top of the bookcase."

Lu Wenlong agreed and ran over. On the top of the bookcase, there were two thick thread-bound books, one of which was Wang Anshi's poems, which was also Wang Anshi's original work.The other book is Su Dongpo's poems.

"Father, what do you want a book for?"

"My son, Su Dongpo and Wang Anshi, are the two most famous people in Song Dynasty..."

The child asked naively: "Are they any heroes like Dad?"

The fourth prince returned with great honor, and the whole country celebrated with joy. He was regarded as a first-class hero by everyone in the Kingdom of Jin. Lu Wenlong believed that his father was already the number one hero in the world.

Children can’t lie, Jin Wushu saw the pride on his face, such lovely eyes, it’s not the flattery of concubines at all, his mood improved slightly, and he said softly: “Son, these two books are both Your mother gave them to me, and now I give them to you."

"Thank you dad." Lu Wenlong asked again in surprise: "Father, after we go to Yanjing, can I go to Elong Town to find my mother?"

After a while, Jin Wushu let out a long sigh: "Yes. Father will take you to look for it at that time. If I can see your mother again in this life, I will never imprison her again. No matter what, I will definitely Treat her well! As long as, as long as I can see her again!"

Lu Wenlong was so happy that he almost jumped up: "Really? If I see my mother, can I ask her to come back with us?"

Jin Wushu couldn't answer.Once Yue Pengju died, Hua Rong was nowhere to be seen. With such a serious injury, who knew whether he was alive or dead?
"Father, will Mommy come back with us?"

"Yes! As long as she is still alive, Dad will bring her back. Son, Haotian God will bless her..." He stretched out his hand and silently adjusted his son's bow and arrow, only to realize that his son had grown rapidly in the past two years and was almost It has grown to shoulder height.My heart is even more melancholy, time flies, Lu Deng's son will soon be an adult, then how should I tell his identity?Or just keep it a secret for the rest of your life?

The wind blew across the coastline, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

The little tiger saw his mother's body buried in the sand, motionless for a long time.The waves rolled in and washed over her body, making her whole body drenched.The children thought it was fun, giggling and imitating their mother, lying on the beach, watching some small sea creatures being rolled up, shells, and turtles.

"Mom, mom..." The waves got bigger and bigger, and the little tiger got a little scared, took his mother's hand, and cried loudly.

His son's crying sounded like thunder above his head, Hua Rong rolled over and sat up, only to see that his son was also drenched, his hair was dripping with water, his face was full of water, and he didn't know whether it was water or sweat.

"Mom, let's go home."

Hua Rong hugged her son tightly, and the little tiger couldn't breathe from being hugged. He broke away from his mother and shouted happily: "Mom, go back, mom, go back..."

A few small dishes, a pot of fresh sea fish, and fried sea prawns smell delicious.Little Hutou ate with great relish, and while eating, he sandwiched fried shrimp for his mother: "Mom, this is really delicious."

Hua Rong looked at the prawns piled high in the bowl, tears streaming down his eyes, son, he already knows how to serve his mother.But how long can I take care of him?She quietly wiped away her tears, held back her choked voice, and asked softly, "Hutou, do you like this place?"

"Yes, I like the sea, shells, turtles, and fried shrimp..." Little Tiger replied crisply, "Mom, don't you like it?"

Hua Rong nodded with a strong smile, and asked him again: "Do you like Dad?"

"I like it, Dad will give me a lot of fun things."

(End of this chapter)