C266 Acting

She smiled up at him when he made a big joke.

His voice sounded a little anxious, "Follow me back to the Jinguo, and you can accompany Wen Long. I see him as my own son, and I don't care if you can have children or not. Also, this prince has already been conferred the title of King of Yue. If you go, you will be an imperial concubine of Yue. "I will not let you down …"

She took her time: "Thank you Fourth Prince for your care."

He raised his voice. "I'm leaving today. Everything has been packed. You must come with me!"

She stared at him, and her hand moved away from him in silence. In fact, she understood. Since he allowed her to see him, she could only have two choices. The first was to follow him to the Jinguo, and the second was to die.

However, he only had one choice.

At the door, a figure was sticking close, so close that it was about to vomit blood.

"This prince has already been conferred the title of King of Yue. If you go, you will be an imperial concubine of Yue. This prince will not let you down! "— These words were like a sharp blade piercing into the heart. He had longed for her for a long time, but he didn't even dare to say it out loud. Why should she? Success or failure, if he did not get rid of Hua Rong today, when would he?

She couldn't hold it in any longer. She pushed open the door, bringing with her a sliver of snow. She walked straight towards Hua Rong, who was not surprised at all, and did not even look at her.

She took another step forward and raised her hand, ruthlessly wanting to slap her. However, she didn't dare do so in the end, instead, she laughed complacently, "Alright, Hua Rong, the show is over."

She turned to Jin Wushu and spoke with a gentle and seductive voice: "Young Noble, it's time for you to leave. Your servant has already cleaned it up for you. Servant will completely take care of all the trivial matters here for you. "

Jin Wushu looked at Hua Rong: "Are you going with me or her?"

Follow her! Follow Wang Junhua!

Hua Rong's body trembled, as though she could no longer sit still.

Wang Junhua stood in front of her, smiling every inch of his face!

He had never been so happy in his life before. He was happier than when he found out that Ye Lvguanyin had been chased away. Ye Lvguanyin and Hua Rong, in the eyes of the Fourth Prince, were two completely different people.

The Fourth Prince could flatly punish Ye Lvguanyin, but would he flatly punish Hua Rong?

As long as Fourth Prince was willing to give Hua Rong to him, she would be at peace with herself in this life, enjoying both wealth and happiness — furthermore, it would be the most subtle victory in a woman's heart. It was a victory over a pet. She was even more excited than if she could become the Prime Minister's wife.

With Wang Junhua's undisguised complacent gaze, Hua Rong suddenly opened her mouth: "Where's Wan Wan? How did you torture her? "

"How can torturing that little bitch compare to the pleasure of torturing you?"

"Heh, I know, Wan Wan is safe."

"Her safety does not mean that you are safe."

Wang Junhua was pleased, but seeing how calm Hua Rong was, from the moment she came in, she had not revealed a single panicked expression. The difference between her and Wan Wan was too huge, and also made her so excited that she wanted to cry for the next second. She extended her five claws and dug out her two bright eyes.

Hua Rong slowly laughed. When she laughed like this, her eyelashes would rise up slightly, like the wind blowing through the treetops, like the first new moon rising in the autumn sky.

Wang Junhua stared at her, only to see that she was dressed neatly, unlike the patient who was about to fall yesterday. The blood stains and wounds on her body were already bandaged. They were all superficial and not fatal. In fact, her clothes were the same as Lu Wenlong's, they were top-notch goods that the Fourth Prince had prepared for him. Wang Junhua looked at her exquisite clothes carefully. He was jealous like a poisonous snake, why had Fourth Prince never prepared such clothes for him?

Hua Rong suddenly stood up and turned towards Jin Wushu. Jin Wushu was surprised by such a smile, and could not help but smile: "Hua Rong, did you agree?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that every time she smiled like this, there would always be a very terrifying request. What would it be this time?

Hua Rong's voice was extremely gentle, as if she was talking about something extremely gentle. It was filled with sweetness, rustling, and like a thin layer of beehive moving across her heart.

"Jin Wushu, if you kill her, I will follow you!"

Wang Junhua's body trembled, he was enraged: "Poison woman!"

Jin Wushu's heart was also shocked.

Wang Junhua turned towards him in panic, his expression full of fear: "Young Noble, this demoness, this demoness …"

Jin Wushu's gaze turned towards Hua Rong, and he saw that Hua Rong was also staring at him, her voice was faint, but still carried that deep yet sweet smile: "Fourth Prince, for such a woman, leaving her alone would also embarrass you. What for? Why not kill him? "

Such a gentle gaze seemed to carry a seductive charm. Jin Wushu felt his throat becoming a little dry. He took a step forward and stood in front of her, slightly lowering his head, and looked into her eyes, as if he could see his own reflection in those bright eyes.

A cold pond with rippling autumn water!

His hand rested lightly on Hua Rong's shoulder. For the first time in her life, she did not resist at all and was still as gentle as ever. She only looked at him gently. Actually, Fourth Prince is also very disgusting to look at, right? "

Wang Junhua pounced forward and used his sharp nails to pierce into those seductive eyes. Fox spirit, this damned fox spirit! Wasn't she too high and mighty? Why was he bewitching the Fourth Prince like this? A fox spirit that was even more shameless than Ye Lvguanyin!

She extended her hand in front of Hua Rong, and with a pinch, she was opened by a large hand: "Step back!"

Wang Junhua was pushed three steps back.

Hua Rong's voice was even sweeter, her smile much gentler and her attitude so sincere, as if she was trying to persuade a good teacher and good friend, "Sigh, Fourth Prince, do you want to be like Zhao Deji? Did you know that Zhao Deji got impotent? Do you like the kind that Zhao Deji likes? "Heh heh heh …"

Jin Wushu stared at her: "Are you really coming with me?"

"Kill her first!"

Their gazes met. Wang Junhua was so nervous that he almost started to cry out loud, he stared straight into Jin Wushu's eyes, but at this time, he did not even dare to cry, only opening up his sharp nails, in the next moment, he wanted to rush out and tear them to shreds! Shred the face of that woman who sowed discord!

It tore apart her face, tore apart her eyes, tore apart her hands, tore apart everything on her body!

"Jin Wushu, are you going to kill him or not?"

He was breathing hard, unable to make a sound, only moving his lips.

Hua Rong sighed softly, "Sigh, Jin Wushu, the nature of your hypocrisy, hypocrisy, and benevolence has never changed one bit, right? I knew it, the rabbits die and the dogs cook, the birds hide. And now, with the rabbit not dead and the bird not dead, Wang Junhua had already thanked the Fourth Prince? He will let you live for a few more days. Once he has achieved his wish, he will walk over your shameless corpse that sold the country for glory … "Hahaha …"

At this point in time, she already hated Jin Wushu to the bone. This ambitious man, in order to achieve his goals, any queen, any Wang Junhua were all chess pieces in his hands. She laughed. At this moment, the laughter was devoid of any trace of gentleness or kindness, it was like the sharpest cold knife.

The child didn't understand the hidden meaning behind the adults' words. He put down the brush and ran out to grab his mother's hand. "Mom, quickly let me see. I've finished writing another one …"

Hua Rong received it and read it carefully. Then, she pointed to the third word on the second row and softly said, "Son, this word is wrongly written."

At a time like this, she still had the leisure to do so.

Wang Junhua's chest rose up and down rapidly, as if he was about to vomit blood. Just as he was about to attack, Jin Wushu glared at her sternly. She immediately took a step back, not daring to act rashly.

Then, it was Lu Wenlong's soft voice that spoke, "Mother, I have written it anew."

"Yes."

Lu Wenlong took the pen and placed it on the Desk beside Hua Rong, and started writing again. When he finished writing, he gave the brush to his mother: "Now it's better …."

"Hm, your son really wrote it well."

"Mom, write one for me."

"It's not convenient here …"

"No, no, just write it. Mom, just write one for me …"

She said softly, "Okay."

Beside him was the Desk s. She put the cup aside and spread the paper out. She took the dry brush from her son and frowned. "Son, there's no ink …"

"I'll go get it …"

The child ran into the house and came out with the inkstand.

She stroked the child's head and wrote a model for her son before putting the pen down. His son took the paper. The ink hadn't dried yet. He reached out to hug her and wiped a lump of ink on her nose. He chuckled. "Mom, I'm so happy."

She laughed too, hugging her son as if she didn't even notice the impending danger.

Jin Wushu watched everything attentively from the side. Looking at the black spots on her sparkling and translucent skin, he seemed to have added a kind of gentle and elegant aura to it.

His mind went blank for a moment.

This was a heavenly joy that he had yearned for for for a long time. His best wife and most beloved son. Ever since Ye Lvguanyin, he had never imagined that everything would come to fruition again.

If his own son was raised by such a woman, what kind of character would he become when he grew up?

For a moment, reason retreated, and feeling gradually gained the upper hand. Let her be, if she went with him, then so be it.

Wang Junhua stood at the side, anxious and fearful, as if he was a death sentence that could be executed at any time.Hee quietly observed his expression and suddenly realized that he must not wait for death. She must take the initiative to attack. She took a step forward, reached out her hand, and tried to pull Lu Wenlong to her side. Hua Rong did not look at her, but she was prepared for it and managed to pull her hand away.

Wang Junhua sneered, and was about to attack again …

She was so jealous that she slapped Hua Rong hard. Halfway through slapping her, she was suddenly caught. Hua Rong stood up and grabbed onto her hand tightly.

"Wang Junhua, how can a wicked woman like you still have the face to live in the world?"

When the child heard this sound, he didn't understand what was going on. Instead, he began to giggle and said, "Mom, this move is really powerful. You teach it to me."

She nodded and said softly, "Son, I'll definitely teach you."

Jin Wushu stood at the side and watched this scene in interest, not saying a word.