Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 599 The Important Person
Jin Wushu couldn't answer.

"Father, you once promised me that you would treat mother kindly in this lifetime, never imprison her again, and never slap her again, but you killed her, and you actually wanted to kill her... I saw it with my own eyes, I never trust you again..."

That was the inner emotional support, collapsed!
Lu Wenlong tightly protected his mother, half-embracing her, retreating step by step, while Jin Wushu approached step by step.He didn't know what he was chasing after, and he even forgot what this trip was for.To kill them?Kill all these people?
Hua Rong, she is the enemy of Dajin Kingdom, they stole the tribute silver from Dajin Kingdom; shouldn't she be killed?
Lu Wenlong, he is the enemy general's son, and now he has turned against him, shouldn't they kill him?Shouldn't it?
To kill or not to kill?

He looked in front of him and behind him, all of them were Jin soldiers, Da Jin's invincible kidnappers, and elite infantry—in order to hunt down Gong Yin, he dispatched a considerable part of Da Jin's elite.

The reason is to kill!Kill them all, so as to warn others.

Had to kill!

He looked at Hua Rong, then at Lu Wenlong, and for a moment, he found them all so strange; as if they had never known each other.Even myself is a stranger.

He thought, who is Jin Wushu?Who is the fourth prince?

He doesn't know either.Just holding his Fang Tian painting halberd, he walked forward step by step.Behind him, every time he took a step, the heavy armor moved with him, overwhelming mountains and seas, like a pack of wolves, looking at the dozens of remnants and defeated soldiers surviving in the vast ocean.

It was a murderous intent, Lu Wenlong was so frightened, it was a murderous intent forced by his father step by step.

He didn't even dare to ask, tears rolled down, dripping on Hua Rong's white hair.

Hua Rong regained consciousness for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Son, I'm really sorry for you, I'm sorry..."

"Don't say it, don't say it..." He was almost screaming, hating her equally, why, why did he open such a terrible wound today?I have been hiding it for so long, why not keep it hidden?
Yet pitied her more than anyone else.How kind the birth mother is has long been unknown, but her tiger skin skirt, her big black horse, her fried tea for cooking, her life-saving rescue...she is the best person in this world to herself.

She is her own mother, and she is at the end of her rope!
This kind of strong emotion is much deeper than that of Father, after all, Father never sacrificed his life to save himself.He even saw a fierce look in his father's eyes - did he even kill himself?

He thought, Dad is crazy, no, he is no longer his dad, no, he is just a crazy and disabled wolf.Fourth Prince of Wild Wolf!Lu Wenlong suddenly remembered that when he was a child hunting, he always hated wolves and wanted to hunt wolves, but Father and Da Jin's warriors all liked wolves, so much.It turned out that they were all wolves.I am different from them, that is the aesthetic difference between the two races.

Hua Rong moved with his footsteps, even if the pain in his body gradually numbs his mind, he could still feel his trembling.The poor kid, he's totally broken.She whispered dimly, "Son, let me go..."

He roared angrily: "Don't call me son, I'm not your son... I'm Mrs. Lu's son..." He called his mother "Ms. Lu"!He didn't know who Mrs. Lu was, and he didn't have the slightest feeling for her.However, the anger was directed at her——Hua Rong, why, isn't she her own mother?Since I was a child, I have always thought and firmly believed that she was my biological mother, and I never doubted it.

It turned out that all of this was just a deception.

I have no father or mother, an orphan.Just an orphan whose whole family was massacred.

She looked at him with pity, and she stopped, trying to get rid of him.She knew that Jin Wushu hadn't given him a killing order until now, and he still had the possibility of getting away.Still holding ridiculous fantasies, Jin Wushu, should at least let him go?Women are like clothes, but children, they are father and son who have been with him for more than ten years.

"Son, let's go... let's go..."

Lu Wenlong burst into tears and hugged her shoulder: "Mom, how could I leave you alone? Mom...you are my mother, you are my mother..."

Hua Rong finally burst into tears.Originally, she always thought that she would never have tears again.

Behind, surging.

That was King Qin, supported by his loyal deployment, he rushed over, trying to get close to Hua Rong.The remaining cry in his mouth: "Girl, girl..."

Even if you want to die, you have to die with her.

Disturbed by that voice, Hua Rong opened his eyes tiredly, and looked at the approaching figure, such a tall person with such stumbling steps.He is not dead!He is still alive.Even lingering on her last breath is the greatest encouragement to her.She couldn't stand the men in her life anymore, and they died one by one in front of her.

No, can't!
You can't die before yourself.

Even if he dies, he will die before him!Everyone is pursuing immortality. In fact, they don't know that sometimes, living too long is more cruel.It is also a kind of happiness to die in front of some people.

At this moment, in my heart, it was all about him.

In this world, he is the only one.

Her eyes lit up, she straightened up, raised her legs, and wanted to get closer to him, but she was also calling him: "Qin Shangcheng... King Qin..."

He actually heard the gnat-like voice, and he was full of smiles, but his face was blurred with blood and flesh, so she couldn't see that smile.He was eager and was about to rush over.

But Lu Wenlong helped her up in panic, looking at the Jin army coming like a tide, he didn't know where to go - he was even more panicked than when he was attacked by Hailing.Because at that time there was still a big snake and a mother.Now, my mother can't do it anymore, and she can only make decisions on her own.

It has nothing to do with the level of martial arts, being the master is sometimes more terrifying than low martial arts.He couldn't make a judgment, couldn't make a choice, and could only watch helplessly as Father jumped onto the black horse again.At this moment, the Fourth Prince suddenly woke up! ——Father, he was not fatally injured, and in his war career, it was nothing.Compared with mother's injury, his injury is not worth mentioning at all.

This is a completely disparate battle.Lu Wenlong, a little boy, seems to have become the commander of the enemy, he is hesitant about how to play a chess game.

But the fourth prince, he is still the fourth prince who is in command, facing the enemy who is at the end of his way, methodically: "Cut off King Qin's head, and the rest will not be held accountable!"

Wu Qimai was also covered in blood, holding a machete, staring at the fourth prince dumbfounded, even he was shocked by this crazy fight.He can be said to be the only outsider who fully knows the identities of Hua Rong and Lu Wenlong. For so many years, he and the fourth prince have kept this secret together. Unexpectedly, one day, they will turn against each other.

He also experienced the horror of war for the first time. At this time, he suddenly woke up, especially so, he was even more frightened, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at the white-haired figure in the crowd and saw the "little prince" with frightened eyes. Said: "Hua Rong...what about her and the little prince?"

Jin Wushu shouted again: "Cut off King Qin's head, and the rest will not be held accountable."

All the people immediately abandoned the strange "white-haired witch" mother and son, and turned to King Qin.Under the siege of the enemy, the remaining small group of troops will be completely swallowed up at any time like a solitary boat caught in the vast ocean.

The surrounding area suddenly became empty.Only Lu Wenlong, only Hua Rong.He supported his mother, looking dazed.

"Cut off King Qin's head, and the rest will not be held accountable."

It was the soldier who sent the order, waving the golden army's black triangular flag one by one.

Even Wu Qimai breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Wenlong also breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Jin Wushu, father, that is his father, he did not intend to kill himself!But Hua Rong's last breath seemed to be about to fall.She searched anxiously, King Qin was in danger, and the man like the iron tower was about to fall down completely.He died, what should I do?
She didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly pushed her son away, and rushed in the direction of King Qin.Even if he dies, he cannot die behind him.

Lu Wenlong panicked and chased after him: "Mom, it's dangerous, mom...you stop..."

King Qin was surrounded by the golden army rushing like a tidal wave. Dozens of brave soldiers who survived by chance were still engaged in the battle of besieged beasts, but fell one by one in a pool of blood.King Qin was supported by two guards, the leopard's eyes were wide open, glaring angrily, but he couldn't lift his strength.There has never been a moment when I hated it so much: waste, waste King Qin!I didn't expect you to become a waste too.

But he couldn't bring himself to speak of that tone, and he was spinning around in circles. If it wasn't for the support of the people next to him, he would have already fallen down.

"Qin Shangcheng... Qin Shangcheng... King Qin..."

Indistinctly, this voice did not come from the sky, nor from the ground, not even from my ears, but from the heart, so strange, he opened his eyes wide, watching her rushing from the crowd, his face was full of anxiety ——

White hair, beauty!

She has lost the whole world, only her white hair remains.

King Qin watched helplessly as she fell into the encirclement of the Jin army. The bow and arrow were gone, replaced by a big knife, which was picked up at random, and a gap had already been cut, shining brightly, full of blood dripping down the green peak... …

"Cut off King Qin's head, and the rest will not be held accountable."

In the melee, it was naturally impossible for the order to be carried out, not to mention that some distant golden troops did not hear this order at all.The sword and gun mercilessly greeted the white-haired witch. If she didn't die, the battle would continue.

Nerves are numb, and consciousness is also numb.Hua Rong looked at the enemies who surrounded her like a tide, and she woke up at this moment, and suddenly remembered what is the most important: The most important thing is that Zhao Deji has not been killed yet!I can't kill him in this lifetime.He is still in Lin'an, enjoying the greatest prosperity and wealth in the world, and continues to do evil.

However, this is not the most important thing, no.It's his own son, the little tiger head.I want to see him again, even if it is the last time.You can't let him wait forever.

Even, this is not the most important!The most important person was right in front of her eyes, and within her power, she turned her eyes, but her body was restrained and she couldn't turn her head anymore, so she could only turn her head to see him.

(End of this chapter)