C201 Brother of brotherhood

After a few days of continuous autumn, it finally began to drizzle.

The autumn rain continued to fall, and the weather soon turned cold. When night fell, it brought with it a deep chill.

Since there was nothing to do in the countryside, Yue Pengju lit up the lamp early in the morning and lit up the kang in the house.

Hua Rong sat on the hot brick bed and laughed: "Pengju, you've gotten so warm so early, how are we going to get through the winter?"

Yue Pengju tidied up the food as he replied, "I've prepared a lot of firewood. I'm not afraid for even a winter."

On top of a small stove inside the house, there was a pot of tiger meat. He personally stewed it for two hours and released an extremely rich fragrance.

He opened the lid and scooped a bowl. Hua Rong took a sip of the soup first, "Haha, it's really delicious."

Yue Pengju was so happy to be praised by his wife that he immediately ate three bowls of food in a row.

After tidying up the tableware, he removed the pot. The two of them threw themselves onto the small table and began to play a game of chess. It was extremely lively. Yue Pengju was overjoyed from fighting, he immediately came over from the opposite side and hugged his wife's shoulders, "You should not play chess like this, if you change your move like this …"

Hua Rong pushed him: "How could it be like this? I'll do it myself. "

She pushed, the two of them became happy, Yue Pengju found it difficult to suppress his emotions, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. His kiss was extremely intense, and when Hua Rong meekly agreed to take the initiative to respond, her voice was rustling, and her heart was suddenly filled with boundless sorrow. Is this the only way?

For a long moment, she buried herself in his arms, not saying a word. When he raised his head, Yue Pengju's eyes were bright and gentle like a deep spring, as if he could reflect a person's shadow.

She let out a long sigh. "Pengju, you must have had a hard time doing this …"

However, he was in high spirits and he was not depressed at all, "Rest assured, you will definitely get better. Isn't it a lot better now? "It'll definitely be fine after a few more days …"

Looking at the entire room full of tiger skins, Hua Rong felt that she was from a poor family and had never tasted any kind of "bear paw" before. However, she did not expect that after being injured, when Yue Pengju hunted, she would become a "mountain beast meat" every day: from the expensive lingzhi mushroom to the tiger bone bear paw, she would slowly walk from being unable to stand steadily to being normal. In her heart, she slowly changed from despair to hope.

As long as he could recover, Yue Pengju would not waste his efforts.

The only thing he was afraid of was that he wouldn't be able to recover well. From today onwards, who would accompany him?

She stared at him. In such wartime, it was easy to have a man, to have a fighting spirit, to have an iron horse, but to have a man who wanted to do things in his own home, with his wife, and not do anything, how many could endure such misery and loneliness?

It is not only grief and joy that make sacrifice. Who can understand the perseverance of a man who has been living for so long in such detail?

Seeing her in a daze, Yue Pengju put her in his arms and nudged her. She laughed out loud, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a soldier knocking on the door: "Yue Xiang Gong, someone is asking for an audience."

At this late hour, who would come?

Yue Pengju let go of his wife and went to open the door. Hua Rong was also surprised, she immediately sat down, afraid that it was some kind of official business.

The door opened, and Yue Pengju was startled: "King Qin, it's you?"

King Qin made a sound of acknowledgement before charging straight in. His voice trembled a little, "Girl, you did better but you didn't …"

Seeing that it was him, Hua Rong was not too surprised. In her heart, she understood that she would come to King Qin sooner or later. Yue Pengju looked at her, she also looked at Yue Pengju. The couple looked at each other.

King Qin didn't notice it at all, he only stared at the person on the brick bed in a daze. A tiger skin was wrapped around her waist, and his pale white face was reflected in the red light with a tinge of red. His heart shook and he could only call out 'little girl'. After a long time, he was unable to speak again. Only once in his heart, he thought to himself, "Little girl, how long can she live like this?"

Was this Lingzhi really that effective?

For a long time, he had held great expectations for the thousand year ganoderma. He subconsciously imagined that as long as he obtained the Lingzhi, the girl would be able to revive after consuming it. However, after obtaining it and being trampled on, he no longer dared to hold onto such a huge illusion.

At this time, Yue Pengju was standing right beside him, but he was trembling all over, Yue Pengju had been in the battlefield for a long time, and with a glance, he could tell that King Qin was heavily injured.

"King Qin …"

When Hua Rong called out to him, he should not, but even she could see that King Qin was severely injured, and anxiously shouted: "Qin Shangcheng!"

It was only then that King Qin seemed to have awoken from a dream. He suddenly reached into his bosom and took out a box, opening it, his voice hoarse. "Girl, this is the Old Wolf Master's thousand year ganoderma …"

Hua Rong looked at the pile of broken Lingzhi in shock, her eyes became hot, and she said with a trembling voice: "Qin Shangcheng, you, you … Why must you do this? "

King Qin raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and only then did he slightly calm down: "Only after I went to Shang Jing did I know that Lingzhi had been bestowed to Jin Wushu, but unfortunately, it was trampled over by that Bastard Ye Lvguanyin … "I wonder if I can still use it …"

Yue Pengju stood right in front of him, and at this moment, he truly had all sorts of feelings in his heart. He did not know about the affairs of the "thousand year ganoderma", and did not think that there really were immortal pills and medicine in this world, capable of curing all diseases. Seeing that King Qin was risking his life to steal the Lingzhi, he suddenly bent down and clasped his hands together, "King Qin, thank you!"

King Qin was his arch-nemesis for many years, and at this moment, he felt extremely grateful. He had long known that Yue Pengju had already resigned from office. When he entered the room, he saw the entire room filled with all kinds of tiger skin bear skin and naturally saw that Yue Pengju's body was covered with wounds of all sizes. It was obvious that he had hunted these ferocious beasts. It was also because of this that Hua Rong was able to safely sit on the brick bed.

It was not in vain for a girl to be able to marry this person!

The two of them looked at each other, their hearts filled with complex emotions. Yue Pengju forced himself to hold back the excitement in his heart, took out the lingzhi and left the room.

King Qin stood in front of Hua Rong for a while but still couldn't say a word. Hua Rong also forgot to tell him to go or to call him over.

In truth, Hua Rong was the same as Yue Pengju, and did not really hope for the "thousand year ganoderma" to come back to life. At most, it would have some effect. Even if it was just a tiny sliver of hope, they would still search for it, regardless of the cost.

Hate him! Naturally!

However, outside of this hatred, there was a type of indescribable sorrow and pain. Actually, it wasn't hatred, but an extremely complicated sort of emotion.

After a long moment, she suddenly saw the wound on his shoulder, as if it were a running wave, pulling at the wound. Blood seeped out, got wet, and dried up, forming a dark bruise on his sleeve.

She slowly spoke out, "Qin Shangcheng, come over here …"

As if possessed, he walked over and stopped step by step.

Hua Rong reached her hands into the brick bed and took out a small box from inside. Opening it, there were some clean cloth strips and injurious drug Creative Ointment. These days, when Yue Pengju fought with the ferocious beasts, he was often injured. Every time he returned, she would help him apply medicine and wrap him up.

She said softly, "Sit down."

King Qin immediately sat down.

She rolled up his sleeve and saw that it was already swollen and shiny black. She used a knife to cut through her big sleeve and used a wet cloth to gently wipe it clean. She slowly covered his body with injurious drug and wrapped him layer by layer with cloth strips.

In King Qin's mind, there was a completely different scene. Many years ago, on the island, when he had first been defeated and returned from her injuries, she had been scared out of her wits and had thought that she would take out her anger on her, so she had hidden under the great banana trees and refused to show her face. Since he was injured on her back and it was inconvenient for him to apply the medicine, he called out to her, "Little girl, come help me." Although she was afraid, she had no choice but to come over …

The scenes of the past were so clear. Her hands were so softly wrapped around his body, caressing his heart, and from then on, he had the thought of marrying her — because of that gentle caress!

Many years later, this feeling would return, and it would be the last touch of gentleness before they parted ways.

He still had some injuries on his back.

Her hand suddenly grabbed his clothes. He froze for a moment, then took off his clothes, exposing his back in front of her. Her hand caressed all the wounds on his body, smeared over the injurious drug s, and wrapped around his wounds …

His gentle hand turned into a torturous torment. He was breathing rapidly and trying to stand up, but he couldn't muster up the courage. It was as if a voice inside was telling him:

This time!

This was the last moment of gentleness!

On one side was the consolation of a heavenly soul.

On one side was the torment of purgatory-like emotions.

King Qin sat there motionlessly, his body stiff like a huge rock.

Finally, her gentle hands slowly left. In fact, it was just a short moment, but King Qin felt that a lifetime had already passed!

These feelings were something that had never happened before in his life!

In the future, there wouldn't be any more.

Her soft voice said, "It's done."

He did not move.

She continued, "Qin Shangcheng, that's enough. You should recuperate more in the future and not get hurt again. "

As if he had just awoken from a dream, he slowly turned around and stared blankly into those gentle eyes.

When their gazes met, the words that Hua Rong was about to speak out, suddenly stopped. Originally, what she had thought of was that one sentence: "Girl, I'll be your Brother of brotherhood, okay?"

She was saying "okay"!

With a Brother of brotherhood like him, his feelings would not have been in vain. However, at this moment, looking at his gaze, Fang realized how hypocritical he must be if he were to say that he was going to be the "Brother of brotherhood" again.

No, he was not willing to be his own Brother of brotherhood!

From the husband to the Brother of brotherhood, this idiot, even if he had to say it now, he would definitely accept it. But, what benefits did accepting this kind of thing have to him?

It was just that from then on, he had to shoulder a layer of responsibility. He had to think about himself at all times.

Brother of brotherhood!

What a hypocritical and ridiculous identity.

She felt a lump in her heart and could not continue.

King Qin seemed to understand what she was trying to say. He completely understood.