Chapter 410

King Qin was dazzled by such enthusiasm. He only felt that her soft lips were fragrant as honey and full of passion, as if her thin body contained endless enthusiasm, inexhaustible It is more enchanting than the enchanting taste in memory, such as a flower. When it blooms at the most appropriate time, it is unrestrained and enthusiastic, lingering and charming, and more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in the world; More charming than the most charming woman in the world

For the first time, he realized that she was so enthusiastic. She was no longer a shy little girl full of fear and timidity. How wonderful!

"Girl, girl..."

As soon as he stretched out his hand and held her in his arms, he suddenly heard her moan, which had pulled the wound on her shoulder and almost pulled her whole body to wake up The pain was so severe that she gave a miserable cry and tears fell in her eyes. The impression in that dream dispersed, leaving only pain, endless pain, as if someone had cut his heart with a knife

King Qin stopped hurriedly and gently hugged her in his arms: "girl, is it painful? Where is it?"

She clung to his shoulder vaguely to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so sleepy that she only cried low, her face buried in his chest, and soon fell asleep again King Qin hugged her and stroked her hair: "girl, wait for you to be better, better." Then, carefully check the wound on her shoulder and the scar on her waist. These places have gradually begun to grow new meat He looked at her slowly and stroked her gently. He didn't feel anything wrong at all. Like every night these days, he took good care of her and acted completely as a husband This woman is her own wife, isn't she

The sun rose, the window was pushed open, and there were a large cluster of flowers outside, and a dense grape shelf. It was windy and rainy all night. The grapes were washed by the rain and fell all over the ground. The fine ash on the fruit was also removed from the shelf, completely revealing the glittering and translucent fruit The laughter of little tiger's head came, squeaky, holding a bunch of grapes in his hand, picking one and putting it in his mouth, jumping constantly, laughing: "this is for mom... This is for Dad..."

King Qin turned around from the window and saw that Hua Rong had slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were black and very clear

He walked over: "girl, do you want to get up?"

Hua Rong nodded and sat up

King Qin took out his prepared green shirt, handed it over, put it on carefully for her, and said softly, "girl, I'll take you to a good place to play today."

Hua Rong nodded and stood up slowly. For the first time, she could stand straight However, after standing for a while, her leg was lame again - her injured left leg made her lose her balance

The morning sun came in from the window and covered her face like a green thrush. Suddenly, the hunter broke a wing King Qin's heart tingled, and his voice was even softer, as if the tenderness of his life had been concentrated in this period of time: "girl, you look so beautiful."

A smile appeared on her face, which was so familiar that Peng Ju always liked to say, "sister seventeen, you are so beautiful..."

She stared at the vicissitudes of the face opposite, and the familiar tenderness in her eyes was completely out of harmony with him However, this tenderness is clear. She knows, can see and experience it Even in the hundreds of days and nights of severe injury and coma, I can deeply feel it

The sun was shining on the beach, and the little tiger ran happily in front with a bunch of grapes in his hand. Behind him, King Qin half helped Hua Rong, and slowly went to the hidden grassland in the island It's a beautiful place. That's where Hua Rong found an escape more than ten years ago

At that time, flowers were in full bloom, and at this time, water and grass were luxuriant

"Dad, hurry up..."

"Mom, hurry up, hurry up..."

From a distance, uncle Yang's eyes were firmly fixed on the three men Little tiger's head giggled, and King Qin laughed These days, as Hua Rong gradually woke up and healed, King Qin was completely immersed in the joy of family life. His wife and son were very happy

What can this family life bring to King Qin? To be exact, what is hindering him?

Uncle Yang frowned, very anxious

The sun came here and became soft and beautiful

The boundless grass is green into a piece of crystal, which is dotted with dense and colorful wild flowers Some wild unknown animals ran around in groups. The wild sea sheep with long horns spread their hooves, ran fast, and stopped again. The horns flashed a faint blue light The sun shines from a slightly tall flower cluster, reflecting the purple of the flowers, like a large kaleidoscope, in which dust flies and turns into many strange patterns

Little tiger head had never been here in the future. He was so surprised by this strange scene that he giggled and patted his hands to chase the beautiful sea sheep The sea sheep rarely saw people and was not afraid. It made a bleating sound, stretched out its long tongue, and licked the tiger's face with heat Xiaohutou laughed happily, stretched out his hand long and stood on tiptoe, but he still couldn't reach the corner of the forest. One person and one sheep seemed to be hugging, making his face full of saliva left by the red tongue of the sea sheep

Hua Rong lies on the grass, and the sky is too blue to be true. Here, it seems to be another brand-new world Everything has changed, even the "sunset island" has also changed dramatically, only here unchanged, nothing has changed, just like in memory It's just that one person is missing Her eyes couldn't help looking at the willow tree at the entrance to the sea. A leaf of a boat seemed to sway in front of her. It was made by herself and Peng Ju, who spent a lot of time quietly here This is a secret that King Qin still doesn't know At first, he only knew that the two men ran away, but he never knew how they ran away

She lay on the grass, warm as the most comfortable green blanket, soft comfort and moisture The sky above her was blue, and her heart was completely relaxed. She closed her eyes and seemed to fall asleep again lazily In the misty, the figure of the boy ran and jumped, holding bright red shells and conch, so hard playing with the canoe At that time, he was only 17 years old, and Peng Ju was less than 14 years old. Both of them were hard-working. With incredible tenacity, they built a boat quickly, hoping to escape and run to the ideal world of freedom She ran over happily, close, close again, holding a bright red conch: "sister... Sister..." she stretched out her hand, woke up, and just shouted, "Peng Ju, Peng Ju..."

In a warm arms, is his soft voice: "girl, what's the matter?"

She slowly closed her eyes, exhausted The freedom that I ran to since I was young has never been obtained. Everything is shackles and imprisonment, imprisoning the mind and body Ideal is just a joke, a cheat He and Peng Ju chose the wrong way at the beginning Until life and blood are used to verify the absurdity that has passed

Zhao Deji, Qin Hui, Wang Junhua, Jin Wushu... Faces appeared in front of us, and then I remembered hate, the deep-seated hatred But I lost my original impulse and hid it silently in my heart Hatred is also a kind of survival knowledge

"Peng Ju? Peng Ju's body..."

After a while, King Qin heard her gently ask and said the word "remains". He exhausted his strength and didn't dare to imagine, but he had to face it

"He was buried by the guards in Dali Temple Prison."

Hua Rong looked at the sky above her head and didn't speak for a long time. The anger and sadness in her heart revived, echoed repeatedly in her chest, and almost burst through her throat I can't even bury my husband's body by myself, and I don't even know where he is buried Thousands of miles of solitary graves, nowhere to talk about desolation

"Zhang Xian also died in prison. The rest of Yu Peng, sun Ge and others were exiled. Zhang Xian's wife and children were also exiled. The news I got was that villagers took care of them along the way..."

Zhang Xian is also dead! Jin Wushu, a treacherous thief She clenched her fist quietly and loosened it again. A cluster of wild flowers beside her were crushed and scattered with petals on the ground

Suddenly I think of Ruda. Where has Ruda gone?

"Where's brother Lu?"

"This monk is inscrutable. I made an appointment with him in advance. But he was besieged at the south gate and separated from us. After Yue Pengju died, we couldn't find out his whereabouts, and we didn't know whether he was dead or alive."

Hua Rong didn't ask any more. It was all terrible pain. All her relatives and friends were caught There is only one son left, one himself, trapped on this island, helpless, helpless, life is here, only then can we know the real end

There is only one king Qin

She lay down again, and the green velvet grass made her feel as relaxed as heaven It is the complete relaxation, safety and peace of mind at the most desperate time of life In his ears, his son giggled. He ran and laughed. He picked handfuls of wild flowers and spread them around his mother to pile her up He played happily. After a while, the flowers were all surrounded by flowers, like a fence in a sea of flowers

King Qin looked at him with a smile and did not stop him King Qin himself also picked a large number of wild flowers, all kinds of fragrance wrapped around the flower dissolved face, and the flower dissolved coolness brushed on her face. She closed her eyes, and her fatigue, pain, and hard work seemed to end here No longer bloody, no longer displaced After such a painful fight, and people who shelter from the wind and rain, how lucky are you in this life? Deep gratitude was buried in the bottom of my heart, but I couldn't express what I wanted to say. I just held his hand low and called "qinshangcheng"