C288 hate to the bone

Every single line of the needle was extremely fine and meticulous. It was the Shu embroidery Liu Lin had brought him, and on it was the famous picture of a hundred birds of hibiscus. Because of the complexity of this pattern, a weaver could only make one such piece of clothing a year at most. Shu brocade Shu embroidery all over the world, known as "Yang Yi Yi Er", the delicate and exquisite design of the hand, it is simply a masterpiece. It was said that the brocade, after being contaminated, would be placed in the water of the Jinjiang River for three days and three nights from the day of the dew. After that, even after dozens of years, the color would still be new and would not change at all.

This red robe, with her slightly messy black hair hanging down, the contrast between red and black was already eerie and alluring. Her eyes were so bright that they seemed to shine with a brilliant light.

He exclaimed in his heart, but at the same time, he was also very puzzled. Why was it that many times, he had always been so shocked by this woman? Especially at the most inopportune times.

For example, this moment of life and death, when he was searching for a mountain to pick up the sea and was about to capture her.

When that happened, life would change wherever he moved. It was truly unpredictable.

Who would have thought that he, a dignified Fourth Prince, a mighty general who commanded one hundred thousand troops, would defeat Zong Han, Gu Shen and the other experienced generals who had won the new title of King of Yue in their strange palace battles — To think that a woman would dictate his life and death?

The ancient Han Chinese honestly didn't bully me.

Naturally, he did not say these words out loud. Instead, he maintained his pride and dignity. He would never open his mouth to speak.

Hua Rong stared at his unpredictable gaze, while he looked at the blade hanging above her head.

It was the Old Wolf Master, a gift from his father, a tribute from the King of Tatar, a treasure of great gold. It was a shark skin sheath, and the handle was adorned with a rare gem. He had no doubt that the dagger was extremely deadly, and at this moment, even if an ordinary person were to grab onto it, they would be able to kill him, not to mention Hua Rong.

Hua Rong laughed again: "Jin Wushu, you want to beg me?"

He was just curious: if he begged, would she forgive him?

Would it?

He had thought about it several times, that the two of them would clash swords like this when they weren't forced to.

He replied, "If I beg you, will you let me go?"

"Of course not."

He also smiled. "Then why should I beg you?"

Her heart was filled with hidden pain. If she begged him, if it was a different place, she begged him. He would definitely let her go, he definitely would! As long as she said "I like you, Jin Wushu", he would let her go. Even if she didn't say anything, he himself would have let her go.

However, it was different. The only difference was that he liked her, so he couldn't kill her. She didn't like him, so he didn't care about her.

He simply closed his eyes, unconsciously covering the bleeding wound with his hand. After a long while, he finally said, "The time is really fast. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve."

Hua Rong nodded: "Yes."

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

How long ago? The great calamity at Jingkang, the military camp at Liu Jia Temple, the pain of himself being captured, imprisoned, changed, threatened by Zong Han, the pain of suicide … The two of them were destined to run in opposite directions in such a whirlpool.

Either he killed her, or she killed him herself.

There doesn't seem to be a third way.

Jin Wushu leaned on a large tree. At this time, the Dongpo towel he liked had long ago fallen into an unknown place. Its hair was unkempt and slightly curled. His snow-white scholarly robe had long since changed color. Blood stains, mud marks, black patches, yellow patches, he experienced a sea of fire, fleeing for his life … Now, he could only quietly wait for his fate to be decided.

He sighed. "I really want to spend New Year's Eve with you, and my son. The three of us together!"

Hua Rong remained silent.

He opened his eyes again and watched as the big blade slowly fell from Hua Rong's hands onto his face.

Smell the blood on the end of his nose.

It was a slash from a knife. He wasn't some peerless beauty, so he naturally didn't care about 'disfiguring' her, but as the knife fell, his heart trembled.

The taste of failure, the taste of being trampled upon.

So it was like this.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and used all his strength to find an opportunity to escape. He didn't want to continue this game of cat and mouse. Especially since he was on the rat's side. The pain of this feeling was something that anyone who had never experienced before would never imagine.

Hua Rong was already prepared for this as she threw out a punch. He tightly clutched her stomach as her body curled into a ball. The pain and humiliation on her face suddenly shrieked, "Hua Rong, you killed me!"

"Kill you? "Of course."

She smiled and sighed. "It's been a long time. Who would really want to die? "

Indeed, Jin Wushu did not want to die. If he had committed suicide a few times, then that would be the best course of action in his life and death experience. As long as he was alive, it didn't matter if he was rich or rich, or if he was doing great deeds. Only then would he have a chance at achieving his goals. Who wants to die?

A strange feeling rose in his heart. It was not her answer but her smile. That kind of gentle and charming smile. He had known her for several years, and they had separated. How could someone like her truly want to kill him?

Even if he had to die, how could he be willing to die at the hands of the woman he loved the most?

He suddenly straightened his body and screamed, "Hua Rong, anyone can kill me in this world! You're the only one not allowed to kill me!"

"Why?"

"Because I like you! I've never really wanted to kill you! "

Like, what is like?

The corner of her mouth had a mocking smile. "You want me to see you flirting with all the newbies? You want to like me? Fourth Prince, your liking is so special. Hehe, so it turns out that your people, Big Gold, have a crush on me, the Song Kingdom? ~ Could it be that decadence is your favorite? "Haha …"

She was also known as decadence, and was definitely not Song Chen's respectful "Great Shangguan Family" — Song Huizong, that was asking for it. She did not have any sympathy or respect for him, so in front of the generals of the enemy countries, she could not pretend to be respectful and obedient.

"There's also Wang Junhua. You like women like that, too. Jin Wushu, what right do you have to boast that you like me? "

She took a small step back, as if the word "like" was something filthy.

Jin Wushu's face slightly flushed, and said angrily: "I don't like Wang Junhua! I even promised you that when the matter was done, I would personally hand her over to you and let you handle her as you wish. I did torture you this time, yes. But, I absolutely don't want to kill you! Absolutely not! "When the fire was burning, I only thought of saving you, but I didn't expect to save another woman …" He reached out his hand and suddenly rolled up his sleeve, revealing a large chunk of flesh that was almost burnt black. He also revealed the black hole of various sizes on his sleeve, "Hua Rong, this was what struck you when you were being saved … At that time, I don't know why, but as soon as the fire started, I thought that you were in your room and you had no way of escaping from the hunger strike these days … Hua Rong, I'm afraid that you will burn to death … "I'm afraid you'll burn to death …"

Hua Rong turned her head, and did not say a word.

His voice was filled with resentment, "Hua Rong, I just don't believe that you really want to kill me!"

She turned her head slowly. When she smiled, her snow-white little teeth were always faintly discernable, and her eyelashes trembled as if she had just heard a great joke, "Sigh, Fourth Prince, you're right, I really don't want to kill you."

His eyes slowly lit up, not just with the joy of escape, but with the joy of recognition and affirmation. It was as if they were communicating through heart and mind. At one point in time, when she was out on a mission to Jinguo, the two of them were so friendly. The tea she brewed, her smile on the Salix, her sadness after getting injured … But, why did he reach this step?

Obtain, want too much of the magic barrier.

He couldn't get past it, so the devil hiding in his heart jumped out.

When it even defeated the true meaning of the battle, everything became so cruel and cruel, appearing in the ugliest and ugliest of postures.

Hua Rong suddenly opened her eyes wide and said with a sweet voice, "But, if I let you go, will you let me and Penga go?"

"Yue Pengju" seemed to be an all-pervasive gas, but when he had slightly forgotten about it, she mentioned it again. He was suddenly furious, as if he was waking up from a dream.

In the end, she was the enemy's wife. It was his natural nemesis's wife.

She stared at him and suddenly had a strange thought, her tone turning gentle: "Fourth Prince, you have sworn an oath! As long as you swear that you will never offend the Da Song again, that you will never become enemies with Roc King, and that you will never tangle with me again, I'll let you go! "

"…"

Another bird flew through the forest, flapping its wings, and many drops of water fell, drop by drop. At this time, Jin Wushu's hair had already been drenched, he opened his mouth, and enunciated every word: "Hua Rong, do you really like me before? "Even if it's just a tiny bit …"

Because of the words "Jin Wushu, I like you" from that dark night on the mountain path; because of the Faintiness he had waited for after dusk; and also because of how many times she had shown mercy; he had always thought that she at least somewhat liked him.

"…"

"Hua Rong, speak! "Did you ever even like me a little bit?"

Hua Rong pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "At least, I was very grateful to you for a while. From Liu Jia Temple, you pretended to be drunk and let me go. From the envoy, you protected me, and I am very grateful … So, when I can kill you, I'll do my best to show mercy … Do you still remember the battle at sea? "

I remember, there were still wounds on my shoulder. Her and Yue Pengju's arrows, that was such a clear memory.

He couldn't help but cover his shoulders. He suddenly realized that she had shown mercy that time. If she hadn't shown mercy at such a range, with her archery skills, how would she have been able to escape?

His eyes suddenly lit up with incomparable excitement. "Hua Rong, Hua Rong …"

She shook her head, her eyes dim.

Even so, so what?

He and Qin Gui, who he had planted, with each step of the chess piece, were destined to be enemies with each other for the rest of their lives.

Jin Wushu said in an extremely sincere voice, "Hua Rong, I have another reason to bring you along with me. I want you to live, not die! You should be clear that if you were to remain in Da Song, you will only have your death wish. "

She smiled faintly: "You're talking about Qin Gui?"

"Right, it's time for a political plot. You guys are not his match at all."

"AHH!"

"Adding Zhao Deji. All these years, I've seen through this Nine Kings. "He doesn't dare to let go and fight me!"

Hua Rong's voice was urgent and filled with anticipation: "As long as you swear the oath, I will definitely let you go."

For some unknown reason, despite clearly hating him to the bone, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Maybe it was under the protection of the Liu Jia Temple? Or was it because the envoy of the Jinguo looked down on him? Or was it really his rescue at the moment of the fire?