Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 720 Suffering
He could barely stand the torment and was about to fall off his horse.At some point—at least, at some point, she liked herself.There used to be such a deep and strong dependence on each other, life and death, just like she is to the parachutist today.

King Qin took the hand of the rein and finally let it go slowly, but he didn't have the courage to rush away.The mighty power to kill Liu Xuan with a single blow suddenly disappeared.He was like a person whose soul had been taken away, physically and mentally exhausted, sitting on the horse, his body was shaky, and he didn't even have the strength to leave decisively.

Lu Wenlong breathed a sigh of relief, but Hua Rong laughed, approached him, and said softly, "Qin Shangcheng, come down."

She reached out and took his hand.He had to borrow such strength to get off the horse.The moment he clenched his hands tightly, even Hua Rong's heart trembled.That is a habit!The habit of living together for many years.Even though, the other person—that was already Qianshan Muxue, and there was no room for turning back.He succeeded, the world that a man should have, and in the future, he will not lack for anything.

She suddenly became very calm in her heart, as if she had gone through an unparalleled choice and was finally on her way.She held King Qin's hand tightly all the time with such great strength that she never even looked in the direction of the parachutist—because she heard many people calling him and saluting respectfully—the parachutist!The parachutist is the master of this city.

The crowd, soldiers, and surrendered officials rushed forward and completely surrounded him.He ordered loudly, ordered loudly, and demanded that the order of this small town must be maintained in a short time.

Hua Rong and King Qin left amidst such voices.

evening.After days of fighting, the sky was not affected at all.Spring is late, the wind blows the smell of green grass, the smell of green leaves, even under the southern sky, the sweet and fragrant smell of all kinds of wild flowers and weeds, and the golden rapeseed flowers all over the mountains... All these completely overwhelm the air The smell of blood.A waning moon rises, and the clouds in the sky slide slowly, like a black and white picture scroll of light ink and light ink, flowing freely, unrestrained, and gentle...These clouds are constantly changing, gathering sand into a tower, the Milky Way Rolling... Hua Rong has been watching for a long time, and his eyes are slightly astringent.However, the whole body is extremely relaxed.

At this moment, she was lying on the grass outside the old military camp ten miles away from Sijiao Town.There was a big fire around, Lu Wenlong, Lu Tixia, and several subordinates brought by King Qin.These people are real idlers - all the aftermath work is handled by parachutists, Ma Su, Liu Wu and other real generals.

Beside Hua Rong is King Qin.

Feeling at ease like never before, she put a piece of thick old robe randomly under her body, she did not know where to find it, and used her hands as pillows, laying them crossed, looking at the few sparse stars in the sky.

It was a real peace and relaxation like never before in a lifetime.He started fleeing at the age of 16, met King Qin at the age of 17, and then Jingkang was ashamed, the whole country fell, endless wars, and then the tragic death of Pengju, the ups and downs of the Jin Kingdom and the Song Dynasty... Lin Lin always, his life , summed up, there are only two words: escape! ! !Endless escape! ! !

Only now is it truly safe.No worries about war, no worries about life and death, no more burdens to bear - no need to travel thousands of miles to take revenge - no, none of these are needed.It was he, the parachutist, who removed all these things from his mind—he removed the huge heavy stone that suppressed him.

She lay down and fell asleep almost immediately.Even hunger, even fatigue, even blood, even the conversation and laughter of old people are forgotten.Just want to sleep, sleep well.It doesn't even matter if the parachutist hasn't returned yet—he's dealing with the affairs of Sijiao Town, he's the commander in chief, and it's not time for him to rest yet.

And I already need to rest, everything, let the man busy himself.

She was lying beside King Qin, her body curled slightly, her head still slightly leaning against his back, like leaning against a mountain, feeling the warmth and strength of his company these years.Habit-the power of being dependent on each other, how powerful it is!It is the strongest and most secure of human emotions.If the relationship between people and people is weak, that is the scariest thing.

A huge shelf was set up on the fire, and a big fat sheep was placed on it, which already gave off the smell of oil and water, and a strong fragrance.Lu Wenlong kept brushing cumin, salt and so on on it.When King Qin cut the first piece of mutton and called out "Girl, eat roast mutton...", he heard her sound asleep—even a slight snore.He was taken aback. He had never heard her sleeping before, and she would snore too!But slight, like a tiny pig sleeping soundly.

Feeling warm in his heart, he took off his coat and gently covered her body.

Altar after jar of wine was thrown at the feet, whether it was Lu Tiha or King Qin, they all let go of drinking.Even Lu Wenlong, no one cared about him anymore. He tried the taste of binge drinking for the first time, and soon he staggered drunk, and fell asleep by the fire not far from his mother.

Only King Qin and Lu Tixia were left, both holding wine jars, facing each other with drunken eyes, feeling a little confidant for the first time in their lives.However, that night, King Qin seldom spoke, he just drank from one big bowl to another, and in the end, he poured one jar after another.Lu Tiha was not a talkative person either, and he just drank bowl after bowl of fat mutton.

I don't know how long it took, but everyone has never drank so freely.

The last quarter moon was getting dimmer, and gradually, the murmurs of the bugs in the surrounding green grass could no longer be heard.Even Lu Tisha was staggered, leaning against a big tree next to him and fell asleep.When he fell asleep, he had a very distinctive, sky-high snoring sound, like thunder, which could be heard far away.

However, Hua Rong's mother and son were still in a deep sleep, and no one was awakened by him.

King Qin was still awake.His eyes were bloodshot, and his drunken eyes were hazy, but his heart was extremely clear.He wanted to stand up, but his body was staggering, so he simply sat down again.He also leans against a big tree.Looking from here, you can still see the sky in the direction of Sijiao Town, which is fiery red.It was a huge bull candle lit by soldiers cleaning the battlefield, almost lighting up the entire night sky.Summer is approaching, the weather is hot, so many dead bodies, if we don't dig deep pits to bury them in time, I'm afraid they will decay soon when the sun comes out, and a large-scale plague will break out.The parachutist is not a golden army, nor is it a rebel thug who kills and robs goods. Everywhere he goes, he tries to minimize the damage of the war.Therefore, this night, arrangements were made overnight.

King Qin continued to look at the fire in the sky, and then blinked at the people around him. Lu Wenlong, he was too drunk; and Hua Rong, she was too tired. In her whole life, she almost never had a day of peace of mind. fell asleep without worry.Not to mention Lu Tisha's terrible snoring, even if there was real thunder at this time, their mother and child would not wake up.

The surrounding area is so empty, in front, patrolling soldiers are walking around.Don't take it lightly just because of a decisive victory.As long as the parachutist didn't order to celebrate the victory and drink, they would not dare to relax.This is the style of a parachutist, which is why he has such a strong combat effectiveness.

King Qin looked back at this distance, but felt that the sky was so far away that everything was blurry.With a flash in front of my eyes, a person came striding forward.He was still in military uniform, and before he had time to take it off, his head was covered with sweat.When he got closer, he realized that all these old friends had fallen asleep—only King Qin's blood-red drunken eyes.

He sat down, just put the spear beside him, and laughed loudly: "King Qin, I'm too busy today to greet you! Thank you... King Qin, your bravery is still the same as before... Hahaha, you beheaded me!" Liu Xuan, you have done a great job... I should thank you, come here, let's have a pot..." He said a pot, not a bowl.Because he was so excited, he drank most of the altar in one go without waiting for King Qin's answer.

King Qin stared at him bitterly, and his voice was also vague: "Little bastard... it's yours... hahaha, it's really yours... I guess, Zhao Deji must have run away tonight with his pants in his hands... haha Haha, tell me, did he go up the mountain or down the sea?"

The parachutist was not shocked by such conjectures at all, he was still excited, "There is only one route for him to escape, and that is the escape route during the Mutiny of Miao and Liu... Going south, along Fujian... He has no choice but to enter the sea. There are other ways...hahahaha..."

Both of them laughed loudly and continued to drink: "I didn't expect... I really didn't expect that there would be such a day... We would beat Zhao Deji so embarrassingly..."

King Qin suddenly jumped up and grabbed him by the collar.The parachutist was wearing that kind of tight-fitting military uniform. The outer armor was removed, and the inside was pulled by King Qin in such a way that he was almost breathless, but he was defenseless, and he did not get angry. That big tree seemed like King Qin was just playing a joke on him.

"Little bastard...I once said that one day I will kill you...I should have killed you...killed you...you think I don't know? You are Yue Pengju...you are Yue Pengju...ha Haha..." His body staggered to and fro.

The parachutist was also grinning, he just looked up at the sky above his head, his eyes swept across King Qin's face, and looked out from his tall body—it was Hua Rong, it was Lu Wenlong... But, there was still one more difference. Man, it's still short of a little tiger head.At this time, I suddenly missed the little tiger head so much, but felt that the little tiger head was there, and everything was perfect.

The more King Qin tried to shake him, the more he smiled mischievously—in the blink of an eye, he had already drank the entire jar of wine.He also really needs to relax, needs it too much, even more than Hua Rong, than King Qin.That's right, in this life, how have I ever really had a relaxed day?Never!Never!Those pains, those escapes, those despairs!Those unbearable experiences...everything, every recollection, is filled with bloody sadness.

(End of this chapter)