Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 648
The guard took a look at the portrait and immediately put it in his arms.Their greatest advantage is that they never ask the reason, they only know how to implement it thoroughly, and everything the emperor orders is absolutely completed to the letter.

"Remember, no matter what price you pay, these two children must be killed! Anyone related to them must be killed too!"

"Yes!"

"This matter must not alarm the Queen Mother, and no one is allowed to intervene."

"Yes."

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At night, this typical small courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River has fallen into complete obscurity.

Jin Wushu walked out slowly, turned to the bustling street, and watched the city's other kind of prosperity.

On the edge of the West Lake, there are still singing and dancing, playing ditties, entertainers, jugglers, storytellers... It's a joy.

In front of a tea stall, a half-blind old man took a clapper and slapped it on a simple table: "Everyone, let me tell you that there is a great hero in this dynasty, named Yue Pengju... this man is the great roc in the sky." Reincarnated, specially to protect the Song family..."

A man casually sat down at the table, and Xiao Er made a pot of tea: "Hello, guest officer, thank you for your patronage."

With a clang, a few copper coins were thrown into the plate.

The storyteller continued: "This General Yue, who has received the true instruction of the Heavenly Nine Heavens Xuannv's art of war, is invincible, and met the fourth prince of the evil star of the Golden Army... The fourth prince was also a God of War in the past, and he was victorious in every battle. Encountering the reincarnation of Dapeng Bird, that is his nemesis..."

Suddenly someone interrupted him: "Storyteller, since you said that the roc is the fourth prince's nemesis, then who is the fourth prince's reincarnation?"

"Guest officer, you've asked a good question. The fourth prince, the evil star of the sky, was originally the reincarnation of the evil black flood dragon in the sky... When it was in the sky, it was pecked blind by a roc, and it came to take revenge... "

"Hahaha, since the roc is so powerful, where is the roc now? How is the fourth prince alive or dead?"

"Hey, good people are pitiful and not rewarded. Dapeng was killed by Qin Hui, the spy of the fourth prince...Guest officer, what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at the karma in this world, which is actually ridiculous."

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He stood up and walked away slowly.

In the night, the weeping willows on both sides of the bank have sprouted, and the air is filled with the fragrance of spring.Like an ordinary person, walking in this colorful world, a plate of peanuts, a pot of old wine, everything is enough.

At this time, a person hurried forward and whispered in his ear:

"Fourth son...it's not good, the courtyard where we live has been tracked..."

With a shudder in his heart, he turned around and left.

Singing lights and shadows, a painting boat.

The dancing girl babbled and sang a tune on it:

The fragrant flowers in the wind and dust are exhausted, and I comb my hair day and night.Things are people and nothing is done. If you want to talk, tears will flow first.

It is said that Sungai Spring is still good, and I plan to go boating.I'm afraid that Shuangxi can't carry a lot of worry.

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This is Li Yi'an's song, he knew it back then, and he had seen it before, quietly in Yiyuan, in Hua Rong's home in the past——

The painted boat sailed into the heart of the river.

Wu Qimai looked hurried, but Jin Wushu was at ease.

A pot of sake, a plate of peanuts.

He sat down and dropped one in his mouth.

"Master, I think we really should go back to the Kingdom of Jin immediately... Zhao Deji will definitely investigate, and the danger will be great. Besides, there is no Qin Hui now, and we have no way to hide..."

"If Qin Hui wants to hide, we won't show our ability. Thousands of troops can't hide, so how can a few people not hide? I don't believe that Zhao Deji can still have such ability."

Wu Qimai sighed: "I really don't know what the wolf lord will choose."

The news had been fed back to the wolf lord a long time ago. As for the wolf, it is the wolf lord's business not to dispatch troops and seize the opportunity.

"Master, if you're not here, the wolf lord can't make the decision."

"Why not? Now there is Hailing, and several other old guys."

"What kind of climate has Hailing achieved? Lord, since we have paid such a high price and risk..."

He didn't go on talking, and the fourth prince didn't open his mouth either.

risk.

What kind of risk is that?Risk to your own body?at risk?If he is missing something.I don't know what the reason is, but I feel more and more war-weary.It's useless to encourage.

"Master, what's the benefit of us staying? What's the benefit of helping King Qin?"

benefit?

He didn't know either.

For the first time in my life, I didn't do things for some benefit.

"Maybe for fun."

fun?The fourth prince will do something for fun?
He drank another glass of sake and frowned slightly with a smile: "I really want to see what expression Zhao Deji will have when his illegitimate brother is known to the world. Wu Qimai, for Zhao Deji, I am so surprised." I hate you even more than King Qin."

Wu Qimai was indignant: "We have no reason to help King Qin like this."

He still continued to be patient: "I'm really not helping King Qin. Don't you think that delaying the power of both parties is also helping Dajin? Helping the wolf lord to make decisions? Although I won't be the main battle, but I hope the wolf lord can have More time to think clearly... If King Qin loses quickly, the game will be over in a few strokes, and Zhao Deji will have nothing to clean up, right?"

Lord Wolf, did he think clearly?
Moreover, what he is most interested in is, can King Qin really finish the game in two or three strokes?

The boat is in the lake, and the little girl who sings the song is still babbling.

The moon is white and the wind is clear, and the tiredness comes up.

The lights in the lake began to dim, and the reflection was like a late woman, with the last residual makeup, even more blurred and sad.

The boat stopped, and the lights were like beans.

Fang found that there was a garden in front of him.

The famous garden, Yiyuan.

The green hills are faintly covered with water, and the grasses in the south of the Yangtze River are not withered in autumn.

but.It's spring.

It feels like autumn here.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at the strong murderous atmosphere in the room under the twilight, as if someone's soul had been haunting here.His heart trembled, and he moved slowly.

For some unknown reason, this beautiful garden has been empty since Hua Rong escaped, and no one came to buy it or live in it.

It seems that this is an ominous place.

However, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. The wild grass and wild flowers in the yard are full of fragrance.

When Wu Qimai stepped here, he was also very nervous. Like the fourth prince, he didn't want to approach a place with Yue Pengju at all - it would be very strange to have his soul haunting a place.

He lowered his voice: "Master, it's not very good here, let's leave..."

"Shh", he waved his hand.

The two hid under a big tree.

As if with a whoosh, a figure flashed by.

Jin Wushu felt a strong chill in his heart.It was as if a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and it was obviously silent, but there seemed to be a figure in white floating past.

Suddenly I remembered that poisoned night-the singing fisherman, the leisurely fisherman.That man, my opponent, the number one enemy in my life, he is tall and straight, wearing a white single shirt, with a silk collar, extremely handsome, suave, and holding a folding fan in his hand, he is not a warrior from the past at all, as if he is This romantic talent who came out of the West Lake song and dance.

This was the first time in his life that he saw Yue Pengju's demeanor.

In the past, he only thought that Yue Pengju was a warrior, and he only knew how to brandish a long spear to charge and kill thousands of troops; he also hated why Hua Rong chose a young man who was a few years younger than her!It wasn't until I saw this time that I realized that only such a "martial arts man" could really make words like Man Jianghong.

At that moment, he was deeply jealous, as if he was not as good as Yue Pengju.He is not as good as him in war, not as good as him in writing poems and lyrics, and even not as good as him in appearance.

It is very strange for a man to be obsessed with his appearance - this is the first time in his life that he has such an obsession, like a jealous woman.

So much so that he felt strange until a long time later.

This is Yue Pengju's territory.

Suddenly, he felt an extremely ominous feeling in his heart. In the dark, as if a divine will was guiding him, he stubbornly wanted to step into this courtyard all the time——

A murderous aura struck.

Silently reached the chest.

"Grandpa, hurry up..."

The few warriors with him were all one in a thousand figures, but the arrival was obviously faster, and they were hidden in secret.

He made a quick decision, turned around and left.Because of the style of these people's attacks, he suddenly thought of the dead soldiers Qin Hui raised.The same is true.

"Grandpa...quick..."

It was cut straight to his vest. He only carried a sword with him, which was the most commonly worn by Song scholars at that time.Separated by a sword, he was already running down the embankment.

The painting boat was on the shore, and he jumped onto it.

The boatman who punted immediately set off.

It was a few steps too late for everyone to catch up here, but in the dark, bows and arrows shot like raindrops.

"Grandpa, be careful..."

He lowered his head, narrowly dodging the hidden arrows, at this time, the painting boat had completely sailed into the middle of the river, far away from the shooting range.

Several guards all looked solemn: "Master, this place is no longer safe, it seems that we have been targeted."

"Zhao Deji is going to kill him. If you don't give him some serious information, he probably doesn't know what to do."

"What if Zhao Deji doesn't care about face at all?"

"He doesn't care about face? Naturally, I have a way to make him scruple."

"Master, it's too dangerous to go on like this, why don't you go back early..."

"Go back? It's still early! Haha, it's the first time I'm doing something I like, so of course I have to have a good time!"

There is no big reason, just for fun.

Everyone needs moments of joy.

In the past, all my actions were for calculation and politics; this time, the political purpose was not so strong, it was to humiliate——to humiliate Zhao Deji!

For fun!

In order to make a plate of villains.

Threatening a man with a man's privacy, and exposing a woman with a woman's privacy are all acts of a super villain.

In the past, only King Qin could do it.

He once thought that in front of King Qin, he was really a super gentleman.

Only now have I discovered that a gentleman is really not as happy as a villain.

There is no purpose, just for fun.

"Do you still remember the appearance of Queen Mother Wei?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Many years later, the Empress Dowager Wei is not a beautiful woman who can overwhelm the city and the country. Who remembers her?

"I have some impression, but it's very vague."

"I want to make a painting for Queen Mother Wei."

"what?"

"Unfortunately, I can't figure out what she looks like."

"Then how to draw?"

"However, there is one person who must remember the appearance of Queen Mother Wei, and is also very happy to paint for her."

"Who?"

"Hua Rong!"

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This is a very ordinary painting boat, people are in the heart of the river, singing and dancing.

(End of this chapter)