After settling everything, he went back to his room to sleep. Jin Wushu did not know why, but this entire night, he could not sleep at all.
In the middle of the night, she suddenly appeared on the chaotic battlefield, with her back against the horse and blood flying everywhere. Hua Rong rode on the horse with his bow held up by his bow, and slashed down at her with her blade. When she heard this, she fell to the ground, covered with wounds. It was unknown whether it was tears or blood on her face. She shouted, "I hate you, I hate a villain like you …" "Even if I die, I won't let you go …" And then she fell down. She was actually dead!
"Hua Rong, Hua Rong..."
He held her close and felt her cold and dead.
"Hua Rong..."
He turned around and sat up amidst the screams. At this moment, it was snowing heavily in the dark night. Even though the windows were tightly shut, one could still hear the whistling sound of the wind and snow.
He had been lying on the hot brick bed, but now he realized that his hands were cold and his chest was empty.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. An extremely bad premonition welled up in his heart. Or dead?
If he died, could it be because he consumed a fake lingzhi root? Didn't this mean that he had indirectly killed her?
Although he held some resentment towards Hua Rong, deep in his heart, he actually didn't want her to die either.
He suddenly thought of her many benefits. He thought of her leniency on the battlefield twice, the kind and gentle way she had given him the medicine, and the valiant and valiant beauty she had in Salix …
Was such a woman really going to die? Why was he hurt so badly?
For a long time, he didn't want to inquire about her whereabouts. At this moment, he started to worry and couldn't hold it in any longer. He almost wanted to rush out and ask.
But in the Shang Jing, who could he ask?
Ask Zha He?
But, Zha He had long since disappeared.
He muttered to himself, "Hua Rong, you brought this upon yourself! If you had followed me and stayed in Da Jin, how would you have died? " His heart was filled with melancholy. If such a woman really died, what should he do?
At this point, the sky had already brightened, and he could no longer sleep. After putting on his clothes, he got off the bed and sat down in the study. A servant came in and built a stove. The cold house slowly warmed up, Jin Wushu looked at the rows of books on the table.
His gaze slowly fell onto the compilation of Wang Anshi's and Wang Anshi's essays at the corner of the table. When he picked it up, he discovered that these two books had already become a thin layer of dust — — It had been a long time since he had last read them.
"Fourth Prince …"
Old Housekeeper was holding a cup of hot tea, and only then did Jin Wushu realize that Old Housekeeper was personally lighting a fire. Ever since he was born, Old Housekeeper had served his mother and son. After his mother passed away from illness, he went to war on his own, and everything in his family was taken care of by Old Housekeeper.
He took the hot tea and sighed, "You should still know me."
Old Housekeeper respectfully replied: "Fourth Prince likes tea. old slave has always known about it."
Only, Ye Lvguanyin did not know that in order to please Jin Wushu, she had always called for people to send his ginseng soup s and the like. Jin Wushu had never actually liked this kind of thing to drink before. At this moment, as he held the tea cup, he couldn't help but recall the graceful style Hua Rong had when she was "making tea and breaking all ties". It was as if her ideals had been shattered, and even the joy brought about by her "son" had weakened somewhat.
Old Housekeeper wanted to withdraw, but he stopped himself.
Jin Wushu saw that he had something to say, so he called out to him.
Old Housekeeper carefully said: "Regarding this, Ye Lvniangzi did not allow old slave to talk too much, but old slave still has to report it to him."
"What is it?"
"Because the servants are gossiping behind the scenes, questioning the Young Master's' premature delivery ', Ye Lvniangzi flew into a rage and ordered the staff to punish the main culprits. Four of the Young Wife s could not bear it and died on the same day. Ye Lvniangzi had originally planned to throw these Young Wife s out to burn. But old slave still wants to ask Fourth Prince, because the other three are women from the original Liao Family, and without reason, no one will investigate them, so it doesn't matter, but the other Young Wife is the sister of one of the leaders in the army, in the future, if the lord soldier asks about her whereabouts, it will be hard to answer him … "
Jin Wushu was shocked. Yes, this was the first time, he helped Ye Lvguanyin stand up for him and scolded the servants so that she could become the empress of the Fourth Prince Palace. But he didn't know in the slightest that Ye Lvguanyin actually killed four people because of this.
Inwardly, he was livid: "Killed four people? Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? Ye Lvniangzi, she is actually this fierce? "
The butler carefully said: "This servant also felt that Ye Lvniangzi had gone overboard this time, teaching her a lesson is fine, but, she was also thinking for her reputation."
Reputation? Reputation could easily kill four people at once? Although Jin Wushu was tough, he had never been so ruthless towards his servants.
"No, how could she do this?"
"Right now, Ye Lvniangzi has just given birth to the Young Master, so she has put in a lot of effort and effort.
At that time, Jinguo was still a slave, and the servants and concubine were all the master's private property. Jin Wushu was about to get angry, but he endured it and said: "Arrange for these four people to be buried alive, then pay a large sum of money to Young Wife's brother …"
"Yes."
Just as the butler was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and called out to him. "You can take care of everything related to Tianwei from now on. There's no need for Ye Lvniangzi to interfere …"
"Yes."
After the butler left, Jin Wushu sat down in disappointment. He faintly felt that he did not know what major event had happened in his own residence.
"Preterm" — preterm son!
He only felt that he had dreamt of Hua Rong's death last night, and heard of the death of four concubine s in the morning. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be an extremely great unease waiting for him.
They passed by in a hurry. By the time Zhao Deji received Hua Rong's letter, a few days had already passed.
Because it was Hua Rong's personal handwriting, the Eunuch did not dare to be negligent and sent it up himself. Zhao Deji read it again and saw the word "Rong Er" written on it. He only asked signalman: "Is Hua Rong alright?"
"I haven't fully recovered, and can only barely walk a few steps."
Zhao Deji no longer spoke, and only said: "Kanggong, what do you think of this matter?"
Although the Kanggong was bribed by Qin Gui, he was a cunning fox who had long guessed that Qin Gui had evil intentions. Otherwise, why would he make such a big deal out of it? He bowed and said, "Qin Gui is indeed a little suspicious, but it is only human nature for him to be in the northern lands and act as he pleases with the captives. His willingness to return after not forgetting his dynasty is a testament to his loyalty. "
These words had caught Zhao Deji's interest. At that time, there were a lot of officials who had lowered the gold, but there were almost no officials who returned, so they said: "Our River Country, it wouldn't be bad even if it was just a small Qin Gui. If he really is the Golden Man's spy, then we can do the same, and see what the abductors are up to. "
Hearing his words, the Kanggong knew that he still trusted Qin Gui and did not speak further.
Zhao Deji held onto the letter and read it again, sighing: "Hua Rong is so injured, yet is still concerned about this matter, it truly isn't easy. "Ai, this kind of woman …"
The Kanggong naturally knew what was on his mind, and only said: "Hua Rong is also unlucky. Fortunately, Yue Pengju was not against her … "
Even though Zhao Deji didn't let out even a single word, he had always held a faint jealousy and hatred towards Yue Pengju in his heart. Now that he understood Hua Rong's situation, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. A woman who could not bear children, no matter how beautiful she was, was still a major flaw.
It was also because of this that when he read this letter from Hua Rong, he completely relaxed. After experiencing so many escapes, Zhao Deji had long since become extremely cautious of anyone. The only person he could truly trust was Hua Rong.
Therefore, even though he felt that Hua Rong's letter was insignificant, he still instructed the Kanggong, "Go to the medical officer and look for the highest quality Ganoderma and Ginseng, and take as much as you can … Oh right, there's another batch of Gao Li's ginseng that was sent by Gao Li. Tell someone to quickly send them to Oolong Town … Sigh, I shall do my best to let Rong Er endure as long as she can … She really is unlucky! "
"Yes, old slave will do it right away."
In winter, the snow began to seal off the mountain. In the vast snowy country, it was all covered in silver.
After a night of snowstorm, Hua Rong pushed open the door and blew on the fresh air. Xiao Luwenlong was still alive and kicking. "Mom, let's go and have a snowball fight …"
"Sure. "However, son, you must first learn the spear art today …"
She smiled and pulled her son's hand over. Yue Pengju then raised his spear and danced on the ground outside vigorously, "Son, come over here. I'll teach you how to be strong today …"
After these two and three months of interaction, Lu Wenlong had already developed a very close attachment to Hua Rong. This was different from how Tian Wei and the milkmaid took care of him. When he was by their side, he always felt a cautious and timid atmosphere, but when he was together with Hua Rong, he felt that the carefree, free, brave, and truly reckless nature of the little child was really able to release his child's nature. Furthermore, Hua Rong was a knowledgeable person, so not only could she teach him how to write books, he would also tell him all kinds of interesting stories from time to time.
In next to no time, he fell in love with his new mother, but facing Yue Pengju, it took a lot of thought. Although Yue Pengju was amiable, he always felt a sense of might without getting angry. He never dared to curse Yue Pengju like he was a King Qin, nor did he dare to blindly "fight" with him. After that, Yue Pengju taught him spear skills.
He was born a soldier, and knew full well that good seedlings had to be watered since young. He would often tell Lu Wenlong "Train in the winter, train in the summer, practice the three volts", and even if he was a child, he would never let spoil it.
Thus, the square is an important way to cultivate personality and perseverance.
No one knew better than Hua Rong how difficult it was to live in this chaotic world. No matter male or female, it was best if they had the ability to defend themselves. Hence, on this point, she and Yue Pengju's opinion was the same. This child was already lonely and bitter, he must have trained himself, or else, with so many changes in the world, who knew how long he would be able to live under his parents' protection?