C268 My son

The child started to struggle even more fiercely. Wu Qimai forcefully hugged onto his arm, causing the child to feel pain. His small face turned purple as he cried non-stop, "Mother … "I want my mother …"

Hua Rong was furious and suddenly jumped up to grab the child. Jin Wushu's sword tip couldn't help but shift a little, yet it was still across her chest: "Are you still trying to act fierce?"

She was furious and realized that she was wrong. Before, she had deeply believed that Jin Wushu would treat this child well, but now, she could already clearly see Jin Wushu's personality and his attitude towards women. The woman he wanted, was definitely a woman that he could "use". For example, Ye Lvguanyin, or Wang Junhua. How could such a woman give her child real safety and security?

Even if Wang Junhua did not abuse his children, what other children would such a woman raise other than another copy of Qin Gui? Lu Deng and his wife had committed suicide to sacrifice their country. Could it be that they wanted their son to become the father of a thief, and that they wanted to become the enemies of their country in the future?

No, how could he let his son go with Jin Wushu?

She said loudly, "Jin Wushu, I thought that our child wouldn't be treated badly if he followed you. But, I realized that I was wrong, from Ye Lvguanyin to Wang Junhua, this child will be tortured to death by you two sooner or later. Furthermore, my Da Song is a loyal and orphaned person, how can we allow such a shameless, adulterous and adulterous woman to raise us? "

Jin Wushu was angered until his lips turned green: "Hua Rong, do you really want to die here?"

Wang Junhua's voice trembled with excitement: "Young Noble, kill this cheap maidservant who doesn't know what's good for himself …."

The sword pointed at Hua Rong's chest, she suddenly took a step forward, "Jin Wushu, even if you kill me now, you can't take the child away …"

The sword tip pierced indistinctly, Jin Wushu could not help but take a step back, and said angrily: "This is my son …"

Just at that moment when he was startled, Hua Rong had already leaped up, the tip of Jin Wushu's sword bent, she had already taken the blade from Wu Qimai's waist, and shouted: "Give my son back!"

Wu Qimai didn't dare to shoot mice. Xiao Luwenlong even beat him up while he was in his embrace, "Mother … Let me go... "I want my mother …"

She ran towards her child wholeheartedly, completely disregarding the fact that Jin Wushu was chasing after her. Her hand had already touched her son's small hand, which was waving randomly. He reached out and grabbed his mother's hand.

Wu Qimai immediately retreated, if Hua Rong used even a little more strength, she would injure her son's arm, so she could only let go, and immediately gave chase. At this moment, Wu Qimai had already reached the entrance. Jin Wushu had also recovered from his shock and blocked Hua Rong's path, the ice-cold sword tip pointing at her back as he shouted, "Hua Rong, don't blame me for being impolite if you still dare to commit such a violent act …"

At this time, Hua Rong's eyes were bloodshot, she turned around, holding onto the blade in her hand, she slashed towards Jin Wushu. Although Jin Wushu was stronger than her, she had no choice but to dodge in a hurry. Her killing intent rose as he chased after Jin Wushu with two steps, and then slashed towards Jin Wushu's face again.

The two of them had been enemies for many years, but they had never fought at such a close distance. They were truly enemies that could fight with their swords and spears, fighting with their lives on the line. It was as if they were enemies that could not be separated.

Jin Wushu dodged her aggressive slash once again. In his heart, he was surprised that she would still be able to strike so quickly at such a time. His vision blurred and he saw that Hua Rong's slash had already reached her side.

Wang Junhua's panicked voice could be heard beside his ear, "Young master, be careful, please be careful …"

Hua Rong slashed twice consecutively, and knew that she was no match for her. He only dodged but she shook the blade and when Jin Wushu took another step back, she suddenly turned around. Her movement was as quick and nimble as a leopard's. Although Wang Junhua was already scared silly when she saw the flaw in his attack, she suddenly rolled on the ground out of instinct. She crashed into the ground at the foot of the Desk's table in a sorry state, blindly waving both of her hands, as if she could escape from the sharp blade …

Just as the blade was about to hit her chest, Jin Wushu swung his sword and cleanly cut off the blade. Even then, the blade had already cut Wang Junhua's face, with a shallow cut, and blood was dripping. The back of the falling saber landed on her foot with a thud. It was so painful that she cried out miserably, as if he was a cat with its tail cut off.

She ignored the pain in her foot and tightly covered her face, crying out in fear. "My face, my face …" She cared more about her face than even gold. Holding her face with her hands, blood seeped out from the gaps between her fingers. She cried like her parents had died.

"My face... "Bitch, you ruined my appearance …" Her personality was spicy, she was actually lame and rushed forward, extending her sharp fingers to grab Hua Rong's face.

Hua Rong extended her hand, lifted her away, and fiercely slapped her face. Just as he was about to punch her chest, Jin Wushu had already rushed forward and held her back, but she could not dodge in time, as Hua Rong's slap had already landed heavily on his face.

Hua Rong used all of her strength in this palm strike. Jin Wushu only felt that golden stars were popping up in front of him, and even his cheeks seemed to be faintly swollen.

Hua Rong threw his blade out. Originally, she wanted to kill Jin Wushu, but at least sshe wanted to kill Wang Junhua, at least he wanted to cut off the left and right arm of Qin Gui who was a scoundrel, and when she saw Jin Wushu hitting the blade, she knew that he had failed, and even if Jin Wushu's sword was once again pressed against his neck, he would not struggle. He slowly retreated back into his seat, one step at a time, and sat there quietly, as though nothing had happened.

His only son was still crying his heart out. "Mother, mother …"

She laughed bitterly, "Son, your mother is useless. In the end, she won't be able to protect you."

Jin Wushu shouted, "Step down."

Wu Qimai ignored the crying children and carried the child, turning around to leave. The child struggled and cried in his arms. "I don't, I don't, I want my mother, my mother …"

The door slammed shut, shutting out the child's wailing.

The room immediately quieted down.

Jin Wushu panted angrily, while Hua Rong panted expressionlessly. In an instant, it felt like a long time had passed.

A guard ran in again and urged, "Master, it's time to go."

"Take Young Master away first, I'll come later."

"Yes."

Hua Rong stared at the door that was suddenly closed. The carriage that was prepared beforehand started to move, and after that, the child's crying sounds could no longer be heard.

The two servants wiped off the blood stains on Wang Junhua's body. Just as he was about to go and rest, Wang Junhua ordered them to leave. Her injuries were not serious, even though he was a little worried of "disfigurement", the Fourth Prince's love and help – this kind of joyful knowledge allowed her to instantly feel like a true mistress.

It was the grandeur of a queen. Honor, nobility, the nourishment of grace and rain.

Between Hua Rong and herself, Fourth Prince chose to save himself!

This was the first time that he had been slightly lucky to have such joy. However, this time around, he was completely confident!

She took a step forward and hugged Jin Wushu's waist from behind. With a light smile, it was so pleasant, so relaxed, so lovely, as if she was the most beloved wife in the world, and the most beloved wife of all her husbands. Amongst all the women, she was the happiest, but her gaze was actually on Hua Rong as if she was provoking and showing off something that happened to him: "Sir, your love for Servant, even if Servant were to be smashed into pieces, I cannot repay you in any way. "It's easy to get great treasures, but hard to find a lover …" Her voice was slightly choked with emotions, "Fourth Prince, thank you! Thank you so much! "You can set off without worry. With this matter, this Servant will definitely take care of it …"

It was a pity that Hua Rong closed his eyes and did not see her complacent smile and show. She felt angry, but she quickly smiled again. This woman, she would open her eyes sooner or later, wouldn't she?

To obtain the favor of a lover in front of a love rival, what kind of honor was that?

Jin Wushu was confused by her words, the sword hilt in his hand was still resting on Hua Rong's neck, trembling slightly.

After a while, he said angrily, "I love my son more than you do, so I can give him the best. What about you? You can only send him to be a hostage to please Zhao Deji … "

She said angrily, "I didn't! I will also sacrifice my life to protect him! Moreover, it's not for Zhao Deji! It's just that I can't let your scheme succeed, and I'm not willing to let Da Song fall into your hands … "

Wang Junhua scoffed in disdain, "You hens that don't lay eggs, trying to take over Young Master as the capital to get rewards from his …"

"Shut up …"

The tip of Jin Wushu's sword tensed up slightly, and Hua Rong couldn't help but take a step back. He laughed coldly, "Hua Rong, back then when you were injured, my health was not well, so I hoped that my son could give you comfort. That's why I left the child with you. However, it was all in vain. You woman, your heart is made of iron. No matter what I do, you will remain indifferent and cold-blooded. This prince has let you go time and time again, protecting you and forgiving you. Is it really as bad as you say it is? "

Acting!

She curiously stared at Jin Wushu. This barbarian, why does he like to put on an act? At this moment, he actually still had to maintain his "righteous" image of a passionate young master.

Was there really such a hero who plotted everyday to subvert the Song Kingdom and raise a scumbag like Wang Junhua at all costs, in order to ascend to the throne?

When the despicable became an invincible weapon!

Why didn't he just admit it?

She looked at him with contempt: "Jin Wushu, other people might not know about your thoughts, but do you think I don't know either? All of these things you have done are naturally not just for your wolf-master who lives in a remote and desolate place, but for the whole world … "To unify the world!"

"This prince can also sit on the Dragon Throne that Zhao Deji is sitting on!"

"What a pity. If you can't even fight for the position of Wolf Lord, even if you manage to take over Song Kingdom, how can you take over the throne of the Son of Heaven? Since the Wolf Lord is able to purge some of your brothers, he will naturally not let you, this ambitious person, off.

"Heh, how can a sparrow know the ambitions of a giant!"

"What a boastful swan!" How many loyal generals do you have? How many mentors do you have? Why are you doing this? With just Wang Junhua, this pair of dog slaves? "

"Qin Gui is an important subject of your Song Kingdom, he is the most pampered minister of Zhao Deji, whom you are loyal to! "Hahaha …" He laughed loudly, feeling extremely proud, "Hua Rong, you think that I, the crown prince, do not know? You have repeatedly attempted to expose Qin Gui's identity. Not only you, but even Princess Tianwei who was once my concubine, she is also Zhao Deji's Sister by blood. If Zhao Deji does not listen to her words and you advise me a hundred times more, other than proving your foolishness, what other uses do you have? "

Wang Junhua anxiously added: "How could that impotent eunuch Zhao Deji believe you? All of you are just fools. "