C220 Reluctance

She suddenly thought of Song Jin's negotiation, which was led by Qin Gui, and her heart tightened.

"I knew it. You guys must have had even greater wolfish ambitions by returning the two rivers to us."

He laughed. "So what? This crown prince is planning to gather all his strength to annihilate your Song Jun's main forces and then directly smash his way through the palace to catch Zhao Deji, this crafty escaped rabbit. "

She said indifferently: "I am just curious, how did you plan for Qin Gui to be so flawless?"

"Ha, why should I tell you?" He coldly snorted, "Actually, where in this world is there really such a flawless thing? It's just that the heavens want your Da Song to die, so I've designated a very shameless and weak emperor for all of you! It's laughable that a fool like you would even look forward to his success at Da Song. Was ZTE worthy of him? This prince had already thought of a title of prisoner for him. His father is called 'decadence', her elder brother is called 'Marquis of Great Concussion', and he is called 'Marquis of Escape'. Hua Rong, what do you think? "Hahaha …"

Hua Rong was furious, but she had nothing to say.

Jin Wushu looked at his son again, then turned and left.

"Abba, Abba …"

Jin Wushu stopped in his tracks.

However, it was not because of the crying of the child, but rather the oncoming man.

Yue Pengju was dressed in a leopard leather jacket that was the same style as Lu Wenlong. He was carrying a Little Tiger on his shoulder and was holding onto a famous spear.

He stood there quietly. The first thing he looked at was not the uninvited Jin Wushu, but rather, his gaze fell upon his wife and then his son, who still had tears on his face.

The famous general who frightened the enemy in the past was now hiding in this small border area, killing tigers and killing bears.

Jin Wushu looked at him, then turned to look at his son's similar leopard skin jacket. He suddenly felt indignant in his heart. Why? Why was Yue Pengju able to do this?

At this moment, his face was filled with a blissful and peaceful smile, because the child was already calling out to him. "Abba, you have tiger skin again …"

Abba!

Why is he also a child's "Abba"?!

Jin Wushu looked at Hua Rong hatefully.

Such a pale face, because of the return of her husband, slowly floating smile, floating red, soft eyes. It was only then that he understood that the Southern Dynasties' books often appeared in the following areas: "Raising an eyebrow at a case", "Red Sleeves to a fragrance", "Qin Se's Harmony"... So many beautiful words were like this!

Once upon a time, this was all his imagination. He felt that it was inconceivable, that it was so far away. Even though he had pampered concubine s in succession, and even though he had the charming Ye Lvguanyin s, none of the girls had ever given him such a feeling.

Those were still far from his dreams.

Only today did he realize that what he couldn't imagine, was only a look.

In that moment, he had the illusion that Hua Rong was fine, that Hua Rong was not hurt at all. Her face was radiant, and she had the same peerless appearance as the Salix.

He suddenly thought that Yue Pengju would never worry about him getting cheated, right? Who would be cheated if he married such a woman?

Even if he was currently in Fourth Prince of Jin Guo, even if Yue Pengju was just a wild axman.

But, Yue Pengju was stronger than him!

Whether it was on the battlefield or in his family, he was much stronger than her.

He clenched his fists tightly and glared at Yue Pengju.

Yue Pengju put down the tiger on his shoulder and the pike on his back. He smiled and said, "Fourth Prince, thank you!"

He angrily said, "Why are you thanking me?"

"Thank you for bringing my wife the Ganoderma."

Hua Rong's eyes moistened. Penga, he had also long seen that it was not a gift from the King Qin. He knew that he just hadn't said it out loud.

Jin Wushu sneered: "If you are truly loyal to your Da Song, then you might as well take this crown prince down right now."

Yue Pengju laughed, "Fourth Prince, you are wrong."

"How am I wrong?"

"As the chief commander of the invasion from the south, you have a deep grudge against the millions of citizens in our Da Song. But I have no personal grudge with you. Furthermore, Yue Pengju is no longer General Song, he is just a normal commoner … " He looked at Jin Wushu's scholar attire and said, "If you come in disguise, you are a guest; if you bring your troops here, Yue Pengju, even if he is a commoner, he will still defend his home!"

Jin Wushu's eyes lit up. "Can I still come see my son?"

"Of course! You can come and see Wen Long anytime you want. "

He laughed out loud. "Good, good, good. Yue Pengju, this crown prince only realized today that you are not actually a qualified political figure. "

Yue Pengju said indifferently: "Even if your own family joined the army, it would be to protect your family and protect your country. You've never wanted to become a political figure."

"What a pity. I had thought that I would still have the chance to fight you to the death."

Yue Pengju laughed: "Then we'll talk about it after the battlefield."

Jin Wushu looked at him, then turned back to look at Hua Rong. At this time, Xiao Luwenlong saw the two "Abba" talking, and was very happy.

Jin Wushu pulled his hand, and patted his face. "Son, Abba will come see you again in the future."

As his small hand was pulled away, Lu Wenlong's mouth was flattened. This time, no matter how much his son shouted, Jin Wushu didn't even turn his head around. Very quickly, his figure disappeared in front of him.

His son was crying so hard, Yue Pengju put down the things on the bed and hugged him. He stopped crying and his eyes became hazy, "Abba left, did you not want me anymore?"

He said softly, "Yes, Abba will come again."

In the end, she was still a child, so she stopped crying. She took back her tears and looked at a colorful butterfly that was floating in front of a field of flowers, and said quickly, "Abba, I want a butterfly, I want to catch a butterfly …."

Yue Pengju smiled as he carried his son and walked forward a few steps. He stretched out his hands and gently released the butterfly. The butterfly flapped its wings in his hands as Lu Wenlong jumped down happily with the butterfly in his hands.

She smiled and held her son's hand. Seeing Yue Pengju walk in with a flower in his hand, she asked softly. "Penga, why have you come back so early today?"

He walked in front of her and gently placed the flower on her temple. He said softly, "Today I was very lucky. As soon as I went up the mountain, I saw a little tiger. Haha."

She looked at his shoulder. There was a faint trace of blood on the leopard skin, so he didn't mind and smiled. "It's fine. I was accidentally grabbed by this guy."

"Abba, let's skin the tiger …"

Today, Abba will teach you how to skin the tiger … Mom will make you some tiger boots... "

"Alright …"

The child clapped his hands and laughed.

Hua Rong stood up from the chair, and the red flower above her head fell to the ground. She walked a few steps, then another few steps. It was unknown if it was due to her mood or some other reason, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

She walked forward a few more steps until she reached beside the bonfire Yue Pengju had built. Here, she needed to take care of all the tiger meat before storing it again.

Yue Pengju took his knife and was preparing to skin the tiger, trying to teach his son how to do it. Seeing his wife walk over and stand beside him, he first smiled, then almost jumped up: "You, are you feeling better?"

She smiled and nodded, standing next to him.

The child was also very happy. "Mother, mother, are you alright? Can you teach me how to shoot arrows in the future? "

Yue Pengju was overjoyed. He raised his son above his head and said, "This is great. I'll teach you how to shoot an arrow when Mom has a lot more. Do you know? "Mom's archery skills are number one in the world …"

"Hehe, stronger than Abba?"

"Of course, he's much more powerful than the Abba …"

"Then can mother shoot tigers as well …"

"Hahaha, wait till mother is fine. Abba will bring you and mother along so that you can personally see mother shoot the tiger."

"Okay, mom, hurry up and get better …"

Hua Rong held her husband's hand tightly, staring at his happy expression. It was easy for a man to be a hero, but it was easy for him to charge in and fight! But, who could endure such a long period of time?

A short period of vehemence was always touching, but who knew that the small fry of the morning and evening was the true great test of patience and love?

The life of a person, it is rare, ordinary days long.

Even if it was the King Qin or Jin Wushu, if they exchanged places with each other, what could they do? The loud roar resounded through the mountain forests and the King Qin s of the four seas. How could he endure such a long period of loneliness? There was no need to mention the noble Fourth Prince of Jin Guo, as he would definitely not live such a life.

Only Penga!

There was only one Yue Pengju!

Descending from the battlefield filled with bullets and spears, one could tie the tiger and kill the bear after leaving the enemy. One's true colors would not change. This was an unbreakable friendship that she had snuggled up to for many years.

Yue Pengju's voice was gentle: "Sister Shi Qi, do you like the Tiger Blood Soup tonight?"

She chuckled, "I like it. I haven't eaten for quite some time."

When he was completely out of the sight of the houses and the two people, Jin Wushu sat down on a small road behind the forest.

Beside the path was a clear stream that ran down from the mountains ahead. The stream was so clear that one could see the bottom, and it was surrounded by grass.

He pulled out a blade of grass and placed it by his mouth. The already slanting sunlight shone on his face and body, bringing with it a warm and refreshing feeling.

It was a refreshing feeling that he had not felt in a long time.

These days, he was very tired every day. It was fatigue, pain, depression, and even daring to meet people. Today, such a terrifying mood had finally found an outlet to vent. It was as if he had received a sense of comfort and compensation.

For a long time, he could see through the dense forest, as if he could see the two people he was most concerned about in the distance. A lively child, holding his jade-like hand.

There was such a difference between people.

There was even more difference between a woman and a woman.

Why was there a woman like Ye Lvguanyin in this world, and also a woman like Hua Rong?

Why?

He suddenly laughed and tore off the Dongpo towel above his head to spread it on the grass. For the first time, like a young people, he picked the surrounding clusters of wildflowers, filling them to the brim.

He thought of his son, how his son had put so many small flowers in her hair, and what would it be like if he put so many wild flowers on her?

It was a relief that he hadn't felt in a long time.

In his heart, this sort of relaxation was even more necessary than going to the battlefield.

After a long while, he sat up, packed the Dongpo towel up, and stuffed all the flowers around it inside. Then he sprinkled them in the direction of the dense forest and muttered to himself, "Here you go, Hua Rong, I'll give you everything. You must live well. You must live well. "

Once they passed the border and entered the black horse, in front of them, Wu Qimai led dozens of guards and waited anxiously.

Upon seeing Fourth Prince, Wu Qimai heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that Fourth Prince was in high spirits, he showed a trace of joy on his face. Ever since the incident with the "green hat", Jin Wushu had been drunk all day, giving up on himself.

He anxiously asked: "Fourth Prince, where is Young Master?"

"It's at Hua Rong's place."

"Ah?" Why didn't the Fourth Prince take him away? Was it Yue Pengju who stopped him? "

Jin Wushu shook his head, and the smile on his face gradually deepened. "Your son is doing very well there. And I can go see the kids any time. "