C375 Have a son?

Zhao Deji suddenly turned his head, only to see a woman's face faintly floating in the smoke. Beside her, a lamp was flickering, and when Zhao Deji looked towards the source of the light, he realized that it was Wan Wan's spirit tablet. For some reason, when he thought about Wan Wan's tragic death, his heart shook.

Hua Rong slowly walked out of the light, and said with a bland voice: "Your Majesty, Hua Rong is only here to burn an incense for Princess, and pray for her soul in heaven to be able to rest in peace. Her murderer is at large, and, alas, how can she rest in peace? " Her voice was faint. In this gloomy and cold buddhist hall, she was both despairing and indignant.

Zhao Deji was momentarily speechless, and his tone couldn't help but soften: "Rong Er, you're here. "It's good here …" He extended his hand impatiently, wanting to pull her hand. Hua Rong took a step forward and knelt in front of the empress dowager's spirit tablet. "Rong Er and the empress dowager had once shared a tribulation together during Miao Liujun's mutiny, and now, the empress dowager and Wan Wan are almost done with their old friends … The next step, who will be the first to leave? "

A row of lanterns was lit for the Zhao Family. Zhao Deji took a step back and watched as Hua Rong slowly stood up from the prayer mat.

His heart was in turmoil, and a wave of desire was heating up within his body. His intense desire for his son, and his illusion of a "heroic", gained the upper hand, and suppressed his earlier anger. He softened his voice, and fawned on Rong Er: "Rong Er, We have not seen you for a long time, I want to take a look …"

She actually said such shameless words in front of Tian Wei. Hua Rong sneered in her heart, knowing that this wolf in sheep's clothing had already completely removed her disguise and revealed her cruel face.

"The Servant and the Madame Yue pray for the The elder brother of the nine day and night. We will give birth to the prince soon and there will be successors of the Da Song …"

All the problems are minuscule compared to having a son. Having a son, having a son — — Zhao Deji was so tortured by this beautiful desire that he felt like floating in the air. Furthermore, he had already decided in his heart that if he wanted to have a son in this life, he would definitely have Hua Rong. In his subconscious, he did not dare offend her and hurriedly said, "Tian Wei, we have wrongly accused you. Rong Er, once the fast is over, I will consider a suitable place for you. "As long as you can fulfil my wishes, I will definitely not treat you unfairly …"

"The Empress Dowager will bless Your Majesty!"

When Zhao Deji heard her confused answer, he couldn't take it anymore. He looked at the buddhist hall again and felt that the empress dowager was really looking at him with wide eyes from behind the eerie curtain. An inexplicable fear grew in his heart. To expose his shamelessness in front of the buddhist hall and in front of the empress dowager's memorial tablet, he still had some lingering fears. He didn't want to stay any longer.

"Rong Er, Tian Wei, I'll be returning to the palace first."

"Your Majesty."

Once Zhao Deji left, Tian Wei personally went to close the door. When he turned around, he was almost paralyzed on the ground. Hua Rong supported her and said calmly: "Princess, take care."

Tian Wei slightly regained her senses. "Madame Yue, where are you going?"

Hua Rong had a few times today and thought of her son at home, afraid that something might happen. She did not dare stay any longer and spoke: "I'm afraid something might happen at home, Princess, I will be leaving first."

"Madame Yue, what if The elder brother of the nine comes back?"

"He's been suspicious for a long time. It doesn't matter whether he comes back or not."

After Hua Rong settled the princess down, she no longer hesitated and immediately urged her horse to ride towards her home.

The cold night wind blew, the citizens of the Lian City, who had been complaining and swearing all day, the traitor Qin Gui, had long fallen asleep.

Hua Rong waved her whip. Far away, in the dark night, the 'Yueyuan' was quiet. She reined in her horse a little, relieved. A black shadow appeared from a tall bush beside him, and spoke with a sneer: "Hua Rong, you're going to accompany Zhao Deji?"

When Hua Rong swung her whip down, Jin Wushu was already prepared and dodged to the side. A few faint starlights and two lonely silhouettes, the surroundings were strangely quiet.

Jin Wushu spoke again, "This prince treated you as ice jade, but who would have known that you would actually become Zhao Deji's tool for the impotent and lustful son. Hahaha, Hua Rong, is this how you, the loyal Zhao Deji, will end up like?"

Hua Rong laughed instead of getting angry, and was stunned for a moment: "What are you laughing for?"

"I want your life …" Before she could finish her sentence, she slashed her bow towards Jin Wushu, "Shameless Dogfish, you are as shameless as Zhao Deji …"

He took a heavy step back and closed in on Hua Rong as fast as a mad tiger. He then jumped down from the horse and unsheathed his blade and slashed at Jin Wushu while cursing him, "Jin Wushu, what deep grievances do you and I have with each other? Why are you plotting to harm me like this? "Today, I will die with you …"

Jin Wushu fended himself off and said loudly: "The one who harmed you is shameless Zhao Deji, not me!"

"It's you! You caused my husband, you caused me …"

"That's right, this prince proposed to kill Yue Pengju in order to negotiate. But, if Zhao Deji did not kill him, who would be able to force him? Hahaha, Hua Rong, your husband is nothing compared to a dog in Zhao Deji's eyes. Blame the two of you for being blind and working for a shameless and despicable monarch. This is what you deserve … This prince heard from Wang Junhua that Zhao Deji had been wanting to take advantage of you for a long time, and before Yue Pengju even dies, he dared to order you to enter the palace. Hahaha, this is what your Da Song calls courtesy, justice, and shame? The Lord of Righteousness? "In my opinion, they are worse than beasts, hahaha …"

Jin Wushu clenched his teeth, and started trembling in anger. He jumped away for a few steps, but his expression suddenly changed: "Hua Rong, why are you still wasting time with me? Look at your home …"

Hua Rong turned around, and her face paled from shock. She saw a corner of the northeastern part of the "Yueyuan", covered in flames and thick smoke. This was his own living room. Because Yueyuan was too big and there weren't many family members, in order to concentrate on safety, Hua Rong arranged for the living room to be located in the attic to the east side. Li Yian would live in one room while her son, Hu Diao, and herself would live in the other room.

Her voice trembled as she could not form a single word, "evil thief, you actually dared to send someone to kill my son? A crazy evil thief … "

"Hua Rong, stop slandering us …"

She could no longer be bothered with Jin Wushu as she mounted her horse and quickly ran back home. Her heart was beating like a drum, and only a terrifying thought flashed across her mind: "Son, nothing must happen to you …"

Just then, the big doors of the Yueyuan opened, and as the servants gathered water to extinguish the fire, she shouted out loud, "Tiger head, tiger head!"

"Madame Yue, the young master, he …"

"Where's Tiger Head?" She didn't have time to reply as he crazily rushed towards the Eastern Pavilion. In the midst of the flames, Li Yian stumbled out while holding onto the head of the Little Tiger. Hua Rong rushed forward and jumped down from the horse. He held her son and was about to go help Li Yian when she heard the cold wind whistling through the darkness. Li Yian screamed, "Sister Shi Qi, run … "Fast …"

The Little Tiger was carrying a backpack, so she grabbed her son and carried him on her back. Sister Shi Qi, leave quickly. You just have to leave and you must never come back … "

Hua Rong had no time to speak as she fell to the ground. In the darkness of the night, two bright blades slashed at him from two sides. The two janissaries chased up and shouted, "Insolent scoundrel, how dare you assassinate us in Yue Xiang Gong's house …"

The two of them were forced to retreat, but in the shadows, a few more Black s quickly rushed over. The servants who were busy saving lives also rushed back, and soon, a chaotic battle broke out.

Li Yian struggled to stand up: "Sister Shi Qi, quickly leave … Fast... They want to kill the Little Tiger's head, and not anyone else.

Hua Rong hesitated a little as she jumped onto the horse with her son in her arms and shouted for her personal guards, "Protect the Imigenol..."

"I am just an old granny, there is no need for me to protect you. Quickly protect the head of the Little Tiger, quickly …"

Hua Rong pinched the horse's belly, in a moment of desperation, she immediately hugged his son and placed him on his chest for protection. The child was buried in his mother's embrace, crying out in fear, "Mom, mom …"

Hua Rong carried him with one arm and the horse rein with the other as he charged towards the entrance with a crazed roar. Behind them, the Horseshoe s chasing after them could easily catch up.

Indeed, as Li Yian had said, these people's main target was the Little Tiger's head, and not the others. Otherwise, if they were to shoot from behind, they would have turned themselves into a hedgehog. When Hua Rong thought of this point, she did not dare let her guard down at all. On the contrary, she became even more anxious and lost control of her mind, her only thought was that even if she were to die without an intact corpse, she must protect her son's life. She couldn't care about the direction, couldn't care about the distance, she only knew that if she kept going forward, it was as if she would be safe if she continued running …

"Pengju, Pengju, you save me, save your son …" She screamed out in her heart, but she couldn't shout out or cry out. She could only hold onto her bow and arrow tightly to protect her son. She knew that she couldn't let anyone attack her head on, otherwise, her son wouldn't be able to protect her. She fought the horse with all her might, but she had never done such a heavy thing before. She only wished the horse could grow wings and fly.

A black figure appeared in front of her. She had already forgotten her fear and shouted, "Jin Wushu, you despicable scumbag …"

"It's not me!" You should know who killed your son! "

"It's you, the little marten of the same hill …"

She was going crazy, but she did not dare get entangled with Jin Wushu anymore. She could only flee for her life, because the people behind her had already caught up to her. The black shadow moved away. She couldn't stop her horse, so she had already rushed over, leaving the black shadow far behind. Following which, the black silhouette flashed to the side, and another seven to eight masked man s rushed up. In front of them was a fork in the road, and the person in the lead shouted: "Where did they go?"

"Left?"

"Right?"

"Split into two." You must kill that little devil. "

"Yes."

After the Horseshoe disappeared, Jin Wushu came out from behind the bushes. He took a few steps forward and looked at the fire raging in the Yueyuan in front of him with disappointment. With this kind of evil scheme, other than Zhao Deji, who else could it be? It was probably because Hua Rong did not allow his scheme to go the way she wanted, now, she was going to kill her son first to show off his might. Even if it was Jin Wushu, at this moment, he was absolutely terrified by Zhao Deji's shamelessness. Kill Yue Pengju, kill Yue Pengju's son, only Hua Rong was left to play around with? Zhao Deji actually had such a vicious idea.

The rabbits died and the dogs were roasted. The birds were completely hidden, and everything had happened since ancient times. Big Gold's Zong Han, Gu Shen and the rest will die, Da Song's Yue Pengju will also die. As a subject, no matter how powerful or influential he was, he would never escape the grasp of an emperor. If he wanted to dominate his own life, he had to be a ruler of his own power! He mumbled to himself, and laughed complacently, "Yue Pengju, this is the difference between you and this prince. Your fate is controlled by others, and mine is ruled by itself. It's a pity that Hua Rong didn't understand this logic and ended up following you to your death. "

In the end, this woman still had to die.

But why did he still feel pain from her death?

Love, love!

Unfortunately, she loved someone else.

Forget it, just let Zhao Deji help their family of three. It wouldn't be lonely if they had a companion on their journey to the Yellow Springs.