Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 548 Why Didn't Leave
"Oh? Didn't you say you're going to kill me this time? Zhao Deji, Qin Hui, Jin Wushu, look, these three were your enemies in the first place. How many have you killed so far?"

She clenched her fist slightly, then loosened it again.

"No, the prince almost forgot that you don't want to kill the prince anymore, hahahaha, because you think the prince treats you well, and you are moved?" He glanced at her with a frivolous expression, "Maybe, if the prince helps you If you killed Qin Hui, you might actually marry me. Think about it, this deal is actually a good deal. Being able to marry Yue Pengju’s widow as the princess, Hua Rong, will boost our Daikin’s morale more than a big victory. It would be more fulfilling for your Queen of Song to be a concubine..." He was infinitely fascinated, "The Queen of Song is nominally the mother of the world, but Song Huizong and his son are fatuous, they have no prestige, and it is no harm to humiliate them." What fun. But Yue Pengju is different. He is famous all over the world. Who doesn’t you in the Song Dynasty admire? Even the Jin Army who fought against him has to respect him as "Grandpa Yue". It is a lifetime of regret to be defeated by him. Hua Rong, if you are willing to marry me, maybe I will really think about it, think about it, and see if it is worth killing Qin Hui for you..."

Hua Rong laughed, and let go of his clenched fists. His tone seemed to be chatting with an old friend: "Fourth Prince, I'm afraid I've disappointed you. I really never thought about marrying you. I really didn't believe you either." , False is true and true is false, this is my eternal view of you. Your so-called 'true' always contains conspiracy and calculations, no matter how bad I am, I have been fooled many times, at least I have a precaution."

"Oh? So, if you kill Qin Hui and Zhao Deji, then it's my turn next?" He laughed, "Of course, if you can kill these two!"

She thought about it very seriously before answering this question: "Of course you are the murderer, but you are not the culprit. Of course I wanted to kill you, but it was too difficult to kill you and I had no choice. So, after you helped me kill Wang Junhua , I have no intention of killing you anymore."

"Not now, what about later?"

"Not in the future. Fourth prince, in the future, we will settle our grievances and grievances. Goodbye, oh, no, there is no need to see each other."

"Don't think that I want to see you. If it wasn't for Wenlong, I would have long since missed meeting you."

"Wenlong has nothing to see. He is the son of Lu Deng, the son of the general of the Song Dynasty who was massacred by you. What does it matter whether you see him or not? Fourth Prince, please put away your hypocritical benevolence and righteousness. "

Jin Wushu stared at her, seeing that she was going to the door, and said again: "Hua Rong, don't forget, the crown prince is unreliable, and the thief King Qin is even more unreliable. He has no moral sentiments to speak of. Men in the world , in fact, they are almost virtuous; don't blame the prince for not reminding you, if you go to die, your son will be completely orphaned, maybe Yue Pengju will never be seen again..."

She was still not angry: "Thank you for reminding me, I see."

When she said this, she didn't look back at all, she just walked straight forward, her steps were very calm.Jin Wushu stared at her, only those exposed hands, from lush green to full of vicissitudes, were held tenaciously, and one could see the blue veins on the back of the hands, and endless anger flowing in the blood vessels.

"Hua Rong!"

She had already walked out the door without looking back or stopping.

"Hua Rong, if you want to die, go ahead. I wish Yue Peng would not be exterminated. If you help him be exterminated, I will be very happy, hahahaha..."

"Hua Rong... Hua Rong... Hua Rong..."

He barked three times, then shut up and went to the door.She walked faster and faster, and the summer wind made her hair more messy. He found that the woman's back was so sparse, but she was not in a panic.Even now, she is still not embarrassed at all.

The old housekeeper ran in joltingly: "Fourth prince, why did Madam leave?"

He had an ambiguous expression, and said the word "Madame" very euphemistically. Jin Wushu looked at his dim old eyes full of gossip and prying eyes, closed his eyes, and sat heavily on the huge good wooden chair.Open it again, and there is a full set of Jun kiln tableware on the table next to it, such a brilliant and elegant rose red, a set of exquisite works of art.It was sent to Hua Rong's tent when he was on the grassland.She came here with the purpose of revenge, and she did not hesitate to compromise. In order to "please" herself, on one occasion, she once wore a palace costume of the Song Dynasty, brought her son, and came in front of a group of concubines to "brew tea" for herself.The joy at that time is unforgettable for a lifetime, the closest to the brink of happiness, a beautiful wife and young children, living together like other ordinary people, that is the most ideal life state after the war.

He was angrily, since he had to compromise, why didn't he just do it to the end?A woman who has never been peaceful in her life and is always tossing on the verge of death.

Flying with bare hands, endlessly changing flowers, birds, insects and fish, the brilliant and high-level material civilization of the Song Dynasty, the gentleness and charm that he dreamed of half his life, and the joy of falling in love with each other—the kind of joy that adds fragrance to the red sleeves. I can't enjoy it either.

The old housekeeper was surprised when he noticed his strange expression, and hurriedly called "Fourth Prince". His face was pale, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood again.The old butler hastily helped him up, "I'll tell you about the witch doctor soon..."

He shook his head, took out a pill himself and took it.Although the wounds of the early years and the power of the poison were removed, some of them had penetrated into the bone marrow, and there was no way to let the gods of Daluo descend to the earth.

"Fourth Prince..."

"I'm going to rest for a while and I'll be fine."

The old butler stepped aside, very uneasy.Jin Wushu fell asleep for a while and was about to get up when a spy ran back anxiously and lingered at the door, but was stopped.The guard whispered: "Don't bother the fourth prince now..."

"I'm in a hurry."

"Not in a hurry."

Jin Wushu opened his eyes: "Come in."

Only then did the guards let him go, and the spies rushed in and said loudly, "Report to the Fourth Prince..."

Jin Wushu saw that he was sweating profusely and his eyelids were too tired to open, but he had to pull himself together and ask him: "What happened again? Is King Qin's whereabouts?"

"No, the Baichengzi area has been dry for a long time. It has not rained for 49 days. The crops have not been harvested. Some refugees have gathered to rebel..."

It was worse.King Qin's incident has not yet been decided, and the fief is experiencing severe drought again.

Baichengzi is the fiefdom of Jin Wushu, and it can be regarded as his private territory.He was granted the title of king of the Yue Kingdom, the largest feudal kingdom in the history of the Jin Kingdom, and all rents, taxes, prey, sheep and horses in the territory were all under his jurisdiction.That's why the fourth prince's mansion has accumulated such incomparable wealth.

"Fourth prince, what do you think should be done? Some local people have started to set up altars to pray for rain..."

Jin Wushu pondered for a long while before raising his head: "Since that's the case, the prince will go to pray for rain in person."

The old housekeeper hurriedly said: "How can this be done? Fourth Prince, you are sick..."

He sternly said: "What illness can the prince have? Prepare immediately, the prince will go to the fief right away..."

The drought has lasted for so long, and the fiefdom can't wait any longer. Saving people is like putting out a fire. This is more urgent than the robbed silver of the Jin Kingdom.That one has a co-stab to burn out, anyway, King Dragon and Tiger is also his confidant.As for the fief, who would worry about it except yourself?

The horse stopped at the door, followed by a group of elite guards, Wu Qimai hurriedly took some medicinal materials prepared by the old housekeeper and caught up.As soon as Jin Wushu sat on the black-tailed horse and swung his whip, he recovered a little, but his face was still ashen.He smiled wryly, he had laughed at Hua Rong before for looking in the mirror, but in fact, he was much older than her.In this world, even if there is no revenge, there are still too many tortures.

Suddenly thinking of Hua Rong, she was slightly distracted. This crazy woman is desperate, ruthless, and hard-hearted. However, how many people in the world can have her indomitable energy?Knowing that it can't be done.If there were more people like this in the Song Dynasty, the country would not be subjugated.Not to mention women, there are not many men, people love life and hate death, and death is worse than life, even if life is more humble than a dog, especially women, no matter what big festivals, honors and disgraces, national hatred and family hatred This kind of love is a pretense of idling, but in essence it is not greedy for glory and wealth. A little favor will move the sky and earth, and treat herself as a passionate fairy.Just like Yelu Guanyin and Wang Junhua, to put it nicely, they are curves to save the country. In essence, isn't it because they are greedy for life and afraid of death, and love leisure and hate work?
Few men have any backbone, let alone women. Most of the women are even more spineless, and they are all servile. Otherwise, how could the Jurchen nobles get hundreds of concubines?

Yelu Guanyin is common, how many "stupids" like Hua Rong are there in the world?
It's a pity that this crazy woman must have run away regardless, and it will be the year of the monkey when we meet again.

He swung his whip, the horse accelerated, and was about to run through the long birch forest outside the Fourth Prince's Mansion, when it suddenly stopped, with a strange intuition, he shouted: "Come out."

Sure enough, the figure swayed, it was the black moonlight, and the black mane trembled in the dusk.Because it is a cloudy day, it is not as shiny as it used to be under the setting sun.

He was stunned for a moment, Hua Rong hasn't left yet?According to her temper, it is rare that she can stay.He suddenly laughed, happily, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.When he smiled like this, his face was suddenly full of sincerity, as if the Zhahe he met on the streets of Yanjing for the first time was an out-and-out ordinary person with a simple nature, neither a war madman nor a war madman. A black-bellied politician; just an ordinary golden man.

Jin Wushu has always been a master at changing faces, he can change countless roles in an instant.Therefore, I think that he is an actor. There is absolutely nothing wrong with him, and he is a superb actor. He is sometimes loyal and sometimes treacherous, sometimes good and sometimes bad, doing whatever he wants, and a person who is a little slow to respond is simply unable to adapt.

Hua Rong looked at the smile on his face, and shook his head disapprovingly. Looking at it from the front, Jin Wushu's face was earthy, as if he had entered the twilight years of his life, and the ferocity and brutality of the past, even the demeanor he pretended to be, were gone. Like a frost-beaten eggplant, it is not slippery in autumn.So, have you known him for so long?Many years have passed?
"Hua Rong, why don't you leave?"

Hua Rong didn't make a sound.

(End of this chapter)