Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 702

King Qin had already walked to the bedside, and seeing that she was fast asleep, he lit a candle.In the flickering candlelight, he saw the pale face under the quilt.The long eyelashes also hang down, covering the blue eyelids, like a cicada that has been flying for too long.When a cicada is a larva, it has to stay in the dark and deep underground for several years. Finally, one day, it will slowly break out of the shell from the soil, and the adult will emerge and see the sun.However, it takes so long to grow up, but death comes very quickly, and the life of a cicada is very short.After singing for a summer, in just one or two months, the fragrance disappeared.

He secretly sighed: "Girl, what do you want to eat?"

She still has her eyes closed.

King Qin felt a pain in his heart, and he faintly understood it.After I saw the parachutist, I still had such a guess, let alone her.For her, for so many years, whether it was the attempted assassination of Zhao Deji, or the abandonment of her son to the Kingdom of Jin, and the current search...every day, every year, she is almost on the road to find Yue Pengju.

Avenge him and complete his mission for him.

There was never a moment's rest.

Therefore, it is no wonder that she has such emotions after seeing the parachutist.Because I had too many expectations, it was even more unbearable.

He still said gently: "Girl, you have slept for too long. If you continue like this, your spirit will be even worse. Get up and walk. I will accompany you."

Hua Rong could no longer pretend to be asleep, and opened his eyes with a hoarse voice: "Qin Shangcheng..."

Seeing that she finally spoke, Qin Dawang smiled and was very happy. He sat on the head of the bed and helped her up: "Girl, eat something first, and then I will accompany you for a walk to breathe the air outside."

A bowl of rice porridge, cooked carefully.King Qin fed her a bowl.Her spirits have indeed improved a lot.At this time, Qin Dawang hugged her and got out of bed.

It was already late autumn, she was wearing thick clothes, but her face was surprisingly pale.A lot of clothes were sent by the parachutist in the barracks these days, and each piece fit her figure.Although it is not luxurious, but it is very comfortable and warm.

She stood up, King Qin took her hand, and the two walked out.

In the twilight, in the autumn wind, there are soldiers and horses going out.

The two faintly listened to the sound of the horse neighing, and only stayed under the thousand-year-old locust tree.At this time, the locust tree had turned very pale yellow, and the row of ginkgo trees opposite it had also turned pale yellow everywhere.When the wind blows, the leaves rustle down, spin, and fall to the feet, stepping on them, there is a rustling sound.

It was the first time for the two of them to walk on the forest path covered with fallen leaves like this. It was not romantic, but a kind of infinite bitterness.

Hua Rong looked at the blurred night, as if the people around him, the world, were all blurred.He only vaguely remembered that during the two days since he was ill, the parachutist had never visited him.Not once.

She thought, that's not Pengju, absolutely not.

If it was Pengju, it would never be like this.

When I was in Elong Town, I was injured by King Qin for a year, and he took care of more than 300 people day and night, never tired, never complained, everything was so willing, sympathetic and compassionate.

If it was Pengju, how could he not take a look when he was sick?
Absolutely not.

She flinched in the cold wind, like a chilling cicada.

A big hand reached out and grabbed her hand tightly.Feeling the warmth from that palm, she asked in a low voice: "Qin Shangcheng, what are they going to do next?"

King Qin gave her a general overview of today's military meeting, and at the end, he sighed: "I really didn't expect the parachutist to be so powerful, much more powerful than I imagined. On that day, I only expected that he would occupy two He, in this way, formed the Jin army, the parachutist, and Zhao Deji's tripartite confrontation. Unexpectedly, his subordinates aimed at the world and unified the north and the south. If Zhao Deji is eliminated, the south is unified first, and then the Jin army is counterattacked. True unity is nothing Difficult."

Hua Rong suddenly said: "Could it be that Jin Wushu won't play tricks behind his back?"

King Qin said enthusiastically, "The fourth prince has never been willing to take the slightest loss. Even if he is a prisoner, I'm afraid it will not be easy for him to obey orders. But, girl, guess why this time, he is willing to accept his orders." Are you obedient?"

"why?"

"Because a large Mongolian army is already attacking the Kingdom of Jin. They are the first to bear the brunt and can't take care of themselves."

Hua Rong was startled, and immediately realized, isn't this a real opportunity to attack Zhao Deji?Heroes come out of troubled times, as long as Zhao Deji is eliminated, the parachutist will rule the world.

"Girl, this time, in the parachutist's strategic deployment, there is one of our missions, which is to block Zhao Deji's escape along the coast. For this reason, I have already set up defenses. It is Ma Su, Friday and Zhouqi brothers, and Zhang Shiwu, Lin Shilang and others set up defenses along the way, even if they are not iron walls, they are as solid as gold..."

Hua Rong looked at him in surprise.King Qin has arranged these defenses, so what?

"So, I want to stay and watch this battle!"

This is a once-in-a-century opportunity.Anyone who had fought on the battlefield would not want to miss such a grand occasion.

A general attack is about to be launched, a duel between the parachutist and Zhao Deji.

Judging from the deployment arrangements of the parachutists, as well as the comparison of military strength between the two sides, the war supply, and the layout of the front, it is the parachutist who has a considerable advantage.Zhao Deji has been completely controlled in a corner of Jiangnan.

Moreover, most of the parachutists are heroes of the Central Plains who are familiar with the terrain of the south of the Yangtze River and are good at the battle of the south of the Yangtze River.

Perhaps, the decisive battle will be at the end of the year.

After Zhao Deji was taken down, it's a happy new year.

Hua Rong wanted to urge him to go on the road immediately, but at this moment, he was unable to speak.King Qin, he actually wanted to stay and watch the battle, why?
Even if she was interested, she didn't want to stay at all—at least not in the parachutist's barracks.

However, just like the eagerness of a person who has walked a long way and wandered in the desert for a long time—he finally sees water—there are water plants in front of him, maybe it’s just a mirage, and he has to chase after it eagerly. In the past, there is no choice and no regrets.

She actually wanted to stay.

Even just stay to see how Zhao Deji died.

He—as for him—just wanted to see how he got his way.

Instead of being separated so far away without hearing from each other.

King Qin was still in high spirits: "By the way, girl, the parachutist is quite interesting. He has a wife in the Western Regions and two sons. Now, he still has a few more wives in the south..."

Hua Rong's heart was shocked, but she felt a chill in her back, but she said indifferently and casually, "Oh? Who is he going to marry?"

"Have you seen that Cui Sanniang who walks around every day? I think she is one of them. Besides, if the parachutist wants a woman, what kind of woman will he not have? He said that many local officials now send him The beauties are all rich ladies. He has been in the Western Regions for a long time. Now that he has fully experienced the gentleness of the Southern Dynasty, haha, he probably cannot resist the temptation of this flamboyant world. He said that if he captures Zhao Deji, he will get married... It seems that the dowry has been given out , and invited us to stay for a drink no matter what..."

The wind blows the leaves of the ginkgo tree one after another. The golden leaves are like a gorgeous song of Song Dynasty, or maybe a poem of the late Tang Dynasty. The hair tips and clothes are all yellow leaves, and the whole person is like a pile of yellowed leaves.

Only then did I realize that winter is really coming soon.

This is a winter full of hope - there is a person who is about to defeat Zhao Deji, and is about to fulfill his wish that he has been helpless for so many years.

Women are always helpless in troubled times——Now that I think about it, everything I have done in so many days seems to be just a joke.

Just a farce.

Just like Kuafu who chased the sun—after chasing the sun for several lifetimes, he finally died of thirst, but the sun still hangs high in the sky.

Because I don't have the strength, I can't find the right way.

It's not like Hou Yi - Hou Yi used his own golden arrows to shoot down nine suns in such a cool way, deterring the heavens.

He is Kuafu himself.

As for the parachutist, he is the truly heroic Hou Yi.

To shoot the sun, only by him - only by killing!

rather than chasing.

Chasing, you will never be able to catch up.

For an invincible hero like a parachutist, indeed, as King Qin said, would there be any beauties?And for a person like him, if he told King Qin seriously that he was going to invite him to a wedding, it would be true——

He is really going to get married.

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's Cui Sanniang or other women.As long as he is willing to marry, there are naturally plenty of candidates.

King Qin was still in high spirits: "Girl, let's think about it, what kind of gift will we prepare for the parachutist?"

She also smiled all over her face: "Yes. I have to prepare a generous gift. After all, he saved the life of Little Hutou. How can I repay him for saving my life?"

Perhaps, the smile on King Qin's face has not been seen for a long time, and she is a little curious: "Qin Shangcheng, do you envy the parachutist?"

"Hahaha, I'm envious, I'm so envious...it's a man, who wouldn't be envious..." Qin Dawang laughed loudly, "Unfortunately, I married a tigress, even if I have a wicked heart, I don't have the courage ...Besides, I'm so old, why am I messing around? I don't have any beauties like Cui Sanniang who admire me...Oh, there's no way...Comparing people to others is just annoying..."

She also laughed, with a soft laugh: "Actually, Qin Shangcheng, as long as you are willing to marry, even in a few years, there will still be a lot of girls who are seventeen or eighteen years old who are willing to marry you... As for me... Sigh... …As for me……"

As for myself, a woman in her thirties is like a flower after the rain, more than half of it has withered, leaving only a handful of broken flowers and willows.This is the fate of women. Men become more attractive as they age.After a woman has gone through the years, she is old and fading.

What can be done about this.

Two ginkgo leaves fell off and just stuck to her eyes, and no one could see the expression in her eyes.

At this time, she heard the sound of bugles more intensively.

It was a special kind of horn made of rhinoceros horn, played at night, it was more urgent and sad than the Hu Jia heard in the frontier.

is war.

It was the war that changed all that.

She stood where she was and turned slightly sideways.

From here, King Qin could only see her profile, which was a back view—the back view of the flank.The clothes she was wearing were also gray, with no patterns or too bright colors, and they were completely integrated with the big tree... The big tree was also gray.

(End of this chapter)