C263 Don't forget your identity

Under normal circumstances, Wang Junhua would naturally not be her match, but at that moment, she was injured and cold, his entire body weak and his limbs numb. When Wang Junhua thrusted at his again, she was unable to dodge, but he raised his hand and caught the dagger in his hands, and with all his strength, the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

Wang Junhua was shocked and did not dare to force his way in anymore. He slowly stepped towards the door.

Using the faint light from the lanterns, Hua Rong carefully sized up this Black man. He had a huge bamboo hat on his head and his body was obese. However, as soon as they started fighting, the aura around them showed that it was from a woman.

But, was this woman determined to kill him?

She shouted, "Who are you?"

The shadow had retreated to the door, breathing heavily.

Hua Rong took the chance and immediately rushed out. Wang Junhua suddenly came to his senses and immediately closed the door.

In the end, Hua Rong was still heavily injured, and couldn't hold on anymore. She could only watch her close the door and leave.

Just as he went out, he saw the servants carrying food over, it was sent over to Hua Rong. Wang Junhua shouted, "Halt!"

The female attendant stopped and asked, "What orders do you have for me?"

"Do you want to bring the prisoners food?"

"Exactly."

Wang Junhua saw that there were a few good side dishes inside the box. Enraged, he slapped her on the face, "Idiot, how can a prisoner eat this kind of food?"

The maid covered her face as she cried, "This servant only sent it in accordance with the instructions, it has nothing to do with this servant."

Wang Junhua knocked the dishes onto the ground and trampled on them with all his might. At this moment, there was a thick layer of snow on the ground and the food was shining brightly. As she stepped on the snow, she hatefully said, "I told you to eat it, I told you to eat it …"

She stopped after stamping on the ground for a while. Then, she sneered and ordered the maid, "Pick it up."

The maid did not dare to disobey. She squatted down and used her hands to grab the crushed food and placed it in the box.

At this time, Wang Junhua felt slightly pleased and began to giggle, "Give these things to that slut to eat."

"Yes."

"Kick her a few more times."

The maid looked troubled. "This …"

Wang Junhua's sharp fingers pinched her face, using a bit of strength, she immediately screamed out in pain, and anxiously said: "This servant will do, this servant will do …"

The door opened again.

This time, Hua Rong was already on alert. She leaned against the wall and stared at the person who entered.

It was only a rough maid with thick eyebrows and a strong body. She was quite average and did not cover her face. She came in and said, "Eat."

Hua Rong struggled as he watched her put down the food box. Then, she took a step back and held the door open.

Hua Rong was already starving. She picked up the food box, but the food in the bowl was blurry, it was a mixture of mud and snow soil, unable to be swallowed.

Wang Junhua hid at the door like a ghost. When he saw Hua Rong's angry and disappointed expression, he could not hold it in anymore. He started to giggle in his heart, and then turned around and took a few steps back proudly.

Hua Rong threw the bowl on the ground, "Who the hell are you? What about my son? "

The maid did not say a word.

She hissed, "Where's my son?"

With her hand on the door, the maid pushed forcefully, knocking her to the ground. She picked up her food box and cursed, "Ignorant bitch!" She extended her leg and kicked her heavily in the waist.

Hua Rong clenched her teeth, groaned, and fell to the ground. The maid turned and closed the door. There was a sound as the key fell down and the cell door closed again.

Hua Rong almost bit her lips until it bled. She did not know if she fell into Miao Liu's hands or into someone else's.

When Wang Junhua heard the miserable wails coming from the house, he was overjoyed. When he saw the servant come out, he muttered: "Every time we deliver food, it's always like this …"

She took out a silver coin and the maid hurriedly received it. "This servant will do as you order."

"Alright, you can go now. Don't mention this to anyone."

"Yes."

Wang Junhua walked forward slowly and passed through the courtyard. In the courtyard in front of him, a burst of the fragrance of plum blossoms wafted into his nose.

She folded a plum branch and placed it on the tip of her nose before gracefully walking towards the warm house.

This was a warm pavilion that was built from a log cabin, even though it was owned by a rich family in the southeast. The room was covered with a large carpet and was hidden by an inlaid fireplace. There was a piece of smokeless, high-quality coal specially made for the nobility. There was no trace of smoke, but the room was as warm as spring.

The bed in the room was exquisite, nothing like the bitter cold of the northeast kang. At this moment, in the big vase of kiln s in the corner, there was a bunch of La Mei with its fragrance lingering in the air. On the table were dishes of winter wax, fresh vegetables that only winter in the south could produce, frozen deer pear juice, cracked official kilns filled with fragrant wine.

The wide armchair was covered in a thick layer of white fur silk. As he sank in, it became soft and warm. He held the wine glass in his hand and happily looked at the carpet. A child with jade like cheeks was chasing after the colored glass beads, playing with the marbles as he crawled around in excitement.

The child was tired from playing and the room was warm. After a while, his forehead was drenched in sweat and he got up from the ground and ran over, waving his fat arms and legs: "Abba, Abba, where is mother … … "Where's Mommy?"

He held his son in his arms and smiled as he took out three rattle drums and a string of candied fruits. "Son, what do you think this is?"

The child's attention was immediately attracted by it and he took a bite from the candied fruit. His eyes lit up as he asked, "Where's Mother? "I want my mother …"

"Son, what do you think this is?" He took out another piece of exquisite golden item. It was a monster with the head of a cow and the body of a qilin. The child, attracted by the novelty, immediately climbed down from his father's lap and sat down on the carpet to play.

She was still a child after all. She was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes. She could only mutter, "Where's my mother?" before being carried into the room by a maid beside her to sleep.

Once the child left, Wang Junhua walked in through the door.

At this time, she had already removed the thick camouflage on her body and the metal hoop on her body that was supporting the Skirt to change its posture. She took off her top quality white mink fur coat. She had brought back such a good fur coat back when she was still Jinguo. She casually took it off and placed it at the side. Inside, there was a red-colored, narrow waist with a layer of exquisite patterns on it. Beneath it, her towering breasts could be seen.

Looking at the flowers in the mist, Young Master likes to have a young body, but a woman that is still charming, naturally has a charm that a young girl cannot match. These days, she believed that she already knew Young Master very well. She walked over to him with a charming smile, poured a cup of wine for him and fed it to his mouth. She also drank a cup herself, a peach blossoming immediately blossomed on her face.

Her hand stroked his chest, inviting him to join her in every inch. She guided his hand to her towering chest as she spoke with an exceptionally charming voice, "Young Master …"

He embraced the body that he was already familiar with to the point of disgust. There were countless beauties in the Southern Empire. Compared to before, this body no longer possessed any of the enticement of the past. At this moment, he also felt a bit tipsy, so he asked, "Why are you here again?"

"Imperial Physician Yu Shi ordered the old dog to return to his post yesterday. He said that the imperial government still has some rewards …" She smiled coquettishly and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Many thanks to young master for your wise hand in arranging this."

He laughed out loud. "This is great, if your expectations are not bad, you will soon become a Prime Minister's wife …"

She knew that with every step his Young Master took, other than Qin Gui, there must be other people from the Golden Man inside the palace. Although she did not know who he was, but she was extremely respectful to his Young Master.

She laughed in a flirtatious manner, but was also a little puzzled. "Really?"

"Naturally. Very quickly, Di Ruwen will be removed from the job. "

"Why?"

He only laughed and did not answer: "Just be at ease being your Prime Minister's wife."

Wang Junhua tactfully did not question further, and lowered his head. He saw him sitting there barefooted, looking like a scholar. She knew that this was one of his young master's habits. When they were in the Southern Dynasty, the weather was warm, so he was happy to relax his body and mind.

He sat on the floor and spread out his arms on a nearby table. He picked up a roll of paper and read the words written on it happily. "Your son's calligraphy skills have improved a lot."

Wang Junhua immediately complimented him: "Young Gongzi inherits young noble's wisdom, of course he's smarter than others."

He was so happy that he took up his pen and scrawled the words on his son's brow, jiggling his toes as he wrote them. Wang Junhua suddenly did something he had never done before. He bent over and kissed his toes.

He was taken aback, but she smiled charmingly. "This servant will help Young Master stop the itch."

Her toes felt very comfortable under her tongue. After a while, he smiled and said, "Okay, I will be going back in a while. What reward do you want? For the sake of your service, I will do as you say. "

She then sat up, and continued to lie prone on his leg like a kitten, with charming eyes like silk: "This servant does not want any reward, I only hope that Master can look after Young Master when he is not around."

"This …"

"This servant does not have a biological child, so I will definitely serve him as if I were his own son. I absolutely do not dare to have any second thoughts."

He still shook his head.

She tried asking: "You want to bring Young Master back?"

Seeing him deep in thought, Wang Junhua could not hold back anymore, "No matter how Young Master arranged it, I just hope that Young Master did not remain in Hua Rong's hands."

His expression changed.

"Young Master captured Hua Rong, but didn't kill him nor let him go. What do you mean by that?"

He narrowed his eyes: "You went to see Hua Rong again?"

She was short of breath and did not speak.

"I told you not to reveal your identity. Hua Rong is not Wan Wan, she is clever and powerful, if your identity is found out … " His tone gradually became stern.

Strong jealousy, a woman's jealousy, broke almost all reason. She held his leg and whispered: "So what? Wan Wan did not dare to kill, but how could she, Hua Rong, dare not kill? "Only by killing this woman can we get rid of the threat in our hearts …"

"You don't have to talk too much about me!"

Her voice became a little louder, "Servant knows that young master has his own selfish motives. "Because you are infatuated with her, you have indulged this slut time and time again …"

His face darkened, "Wang Junhua, don't forget about your identity!"