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King Qin should indeed marry Li Tinglan. Other than dragging him down, there were no other benefits that could be given to him.

Only then did Third Uncle Yang stand up and heave a sigh of relief, "Madame Yue, since this is the case, I can finally relax. Thank you for your understanding and understanding. "

Hua Rong slightly nodded and didn't say anything else.

The setting sun hung in the sky like a bloody ball.

Hua Rong turned his face to the sand and threw herself into it. Her mind was blank and boundless. She was at a loss as to where she was going. The temporary peace was only a temporary shelter from the wind. Now, the huge wave struck again, and the lighthouse flipped over, leaving no way out.

In the long years, regardless of whether it was day or night, whether it was the Jinying's dangers, the displacement of the battlefield … All kinds of suffering, all kinds of dangers, there was always one hope, there was always one hope — — Pengju was here, but Pengju was still here! As long as he was here, he would always have someone to rely on.

And now, he wasn't here anymore! It was long gone! Even the close Zhang Xian died, and the Sis GaoSi was exiled. Even Lu Da was missing, and the Donglin Temple was also missing. No family, no friends!

In these past few days, she had thought that this Sunset Island would be a peaceful resting place. At the very least, she could rest for a long period of time. He ate when he was hungry, slept when he was sleepy, ate and drank when he was dressed, had a warm chest to rely on, and meticulous care. She had not touched her lesser arch for over a year. When she was awake, every time she saw it, she would be terrified and her eyes would be filled with blood, as if she was holding Penga's blood.

It was like a domesticated bird, it had been reared for too long and had already forgotten how to fly.

There were trapped hunters outside, and birds with folded wings. How could they escape the fate of being killed?

He could not even bring his only son, nor could he bring his one and only Legacy with him. Even if his blood vessels and veins were connected, they would still be torn apart. His son had followed him far and wide, filled with danger. He was still too young to even be able to escape. As for himself! His own ability was not enough to protect his safety. Indeed, he could not, nor could he bring him along.

The world was too big, there was nowhere to go.

As the wind blew, layers of sand covered her body. Her face was buried in the warm sand. It was hard to tell if it was the water in the sand or the water in her eyes.

The Little Tiger's head ran over and picked up a bunch of shells. They were bright red, bright yellow, white, and brown. and threw it at her head and body, "Mom, Mom... "Get up and take a look, there are so many shells …"

Her face was still buried in the sand. She didn't dare raise her head for fear that her son would hear her suppressed sobbing.

This year's Song Kingdom was elated. In the fifth month of the blooming of the Flos Lonicerae, an enormous joyous event was welcomed in the Imperial Palace — — The Wei Xian Fei had returned to Song.

May 1st, Wei Xian Fei returned to Song.

In the past, Empress Dowager Wei and today, Empress Dowager Wei returned to Da Song together with the coffin. The subjects kept talking amongst themselves, immersing themselves in the great 'victory'. It was as if they had long forgotten about the two lost rivers and the large piece of land once again occupied by the Golden Man. The victories that the Golden Man did not achieve on the battlefield were to be returned multiple times through the Empress Dowager Wei alone.

But because of this, both Zhao Deji and Qin Gui became Great Merit. After Jing Kang's calamity, the weak Da Song finally took back one person — — Exchanging a large portion of her land for an old woman who had suffered greatly. The kind scholars took the opportunity to continuously play the memorials and praise the Shangguan Family and the Prime Minister's' extraordinary meritorious deeds', to the point that Zhao Deji's case was filled with memorials, to the point where he was grinning from ear to ear.

In order to welcome the empress dowager's return, Zhao Deji, who had always been "thrifty", did not hesitate to announce the arrival of the world. He extravagantly spread out his treasures and spent forty-nine days decorating the empress dowager's palace from inside to outside.

On this day, all the concubines and important women of the court, under Zhao Deji's lead, personally celebrated the return of the empress dowager. The Wechsler's sat in the middle of the room and raised his glass frequently, but all the women found it embarrassing to realize that this was no longer the empress dowager, but a timid woman. Even the hand holding the wine cup was shaking.

Zhang Yingying and the others took turns to toast him. The Wechsler's was meek to the point that the two of them were embarrassed. This was completely different from the majesty of the empress dowager that they imagined.

After three rounds of drinking, the empress dowager suddenly spoke up. "Tianwei …"

Zhao Deji was originally immersed in his mother's great victory, so why was he able to explain things to the people of the world? But when he suddenly heard his mother mention the two words "Tianwei", he was shocked, and his seventy percent drunkenness immediately changed to thirty percent: "Queen Mother, why do you mention that cheap maidservant again? "He's been killed a long time ago, he's been killed …"

Empress Dowager Wei was so scared that her entire body was drenched in cold sweat. She recalled the letters she had written before and her hands trembled slightly, "It's good that I killed him, it's good that she killed me. "I wish my son a hundred sons, a thousand grandchildren, and ten thousand generations of fortune in the future …"

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

On the other hand, Zhang Yingying didn't feel good listening to them. She was trying to get pregnant, but the Shangguan Family mother and son were constantly "killing". The two of them were normally scheming and scheming, but at this moment, they knew each other's thoughts, but the two of them didn't dare say anything.

Zhao Deji was complacent, and said loudly: "If I didn't kill Yue Pengju, where would I be able to enjoy myself with mother and son?"

The concubines said repeatedly, "Good kill, good kill."

Wang Junhua, at this time, was already the wife of the Lifelong Prime Minister — — The return of the Empress Dowager Wei. At the start of the banquet, there were countless people flattering her, even more so than Zhang Yingying and the rest. The Wechsler's also personally toasted to her, "Since old body is able to return and enjoy the prosperity of the world, Qin Qing and her wife have done a great service."

She was even more elated and overjoyed, her drinking voice drifting through the air. As she lifted her eyes to look at Zhao Deji, who was seated opposite her, wearing the crown prince's robe, and perhaps had drank too much, her mouth slightly slanted. The more she looked at him, the more she found it annoying. How could such an impotent man be fit to sit in the imperial throne? What if the Fourth Prince was sitting on top with a heroic appearance?

Maybe because she had drank too much, Zhao Deji also felt relaxed. Seeing her with her heavy makeup, walking around the crowd like a butterfly, Zhao Deji could not help but feel a strong urge to drink.

Due to Empress Dowager Wei's discomfort, the banquet ended early. As the crowd dispersed, eunuch Zhang Quwei called out to Wang Junhua ambiguously. Wang Junhua was well aware that he had to show kindness to his "Great Merit", Zhao Deji.

Zhao Deji reeked of alcohol, and threw himself towards the Lady Xu who was lying on the bed.

It felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him. Wang Junhua felt that the Shangguan Family today was slightly different from the Shangguan Family before, and was secretly shocked in his heart. He was just about to turn over and act coquettishly, coquettishly, but was firmly suppressed.

"Shangguan Family... Shangguan Family... "

Her Meiyu words were cut off by his large, rough hands. He had a bad feeling and his body was starting to hurt, Zhao Deji was like a mad wild dog, grabbing and biting at his, his speech was unclear, and he was in extreme pain … Wang Jixian, this useless servant, I want to kill him... "

"I'll kill all of you! I'll kill all of you dog slaves …"

Wang Junhua was about to flip over, but how couldhe do so. The drunk Zhao Deji was like a fierce tiger, his strength was immense, but she did not raise his hand.

Zhao Deji was stimulated even more by his screams, and started to wreak havoc on her body. "Useless bitch, cheap maidservant … It's all because you bitches are useless … cheap maidservant, that damned cheap maidservant … "

Wang Junhua screamed miserably, her hair was in disarray and he tried to escape with all his might, but Zhao Deji grabbed onto her hair and with a tug, he jumped off the bed. Zhao Deji was as agile as a leopard cat, he suddenly grabbed onto her hair and stepped onto her waist, then fiercely kicked: "Bitch, you damn bitch!"

"Please spare me, please spare me, please spare me …"

The palace maid eunuchs who were waiting outside the door were all shocked. Ever since Wang Jixian's medicine, they had rarely seen Zhao Deji being so abnormal. Shangguan Family didn't do anything, so the one who was at a disadvantage was naturally the woman who slept with him.

"Shangguan Family... Please spare my life … "Save me …" Wang Junhua's voice became more and more shrill, like a female ghost from hell.

"Rong Er... I want Rong Er … As long as Rong Er... " His speech was unclear and he was swaying, his feet stepping on Wang Junhua's waist, he was using more and more strength. Wang Junhua felt as if his ribs were about to be broken and he almost couldn't control himself. When he suddenly heard the sound of "Rong Er", she finally came to a realization and wailed, "Hua Rong …"

Zhao Deji was wild with joy: "Where is Rong Er?"

Wang Junhua lowered his voice and said, "Behind you, Hua Rong has found you and taken your life …"

Zhao Deji jumped up, and as soon as he moved his feet, he crawled up from the ground with all his might and rushed outside. How could the eunuchs of palace maid outside the door dare to stop her? Her hair was disheveled as she rushed out like a madman.

Wang Junhua only stopped to take a breath of air after he had rushed out of the palace. The Prime Minister's palanquin was waiting for a long time. She crawled into it, trembling in pain, tears streaming down her face as he cursed, "Impotence, damn pervert, damn eunuch Zhao Deji … "I'll cut off all descendants …"

When she returned home, she went straight to Qin Gui's study room. "Old ghost, old man …"

Qin Gui had only completed one matter of glee in the past few days, and that was to get rid of his classmate, Fan Tong. During Yue Pengju's death, Fan Tong had helped him to come up with a plan so that he could smoothly kill Yue Pengju. However, Fan Tong's intelligence had already caught Zhao Deji's attention. Qin Gui knew very well how powerful this government dog was, upon Yue Pengju's death, he immediately ordered the Imperial Censor to impeach Fan Tong's arrogance and arrogance, and to display his merits in every possible way. Fan Tong was confident that he was a schemer, but who would have thought that he would be killed in an instant by Qin Gui.

Qin Gui chewed on his cheek, and said proudly: "Mrs. Guo, what did you gain today?" After finishing his words, he saw that his wife's hair was in disarray and her face was purple.

Wang Junhua slapped him across the face, "Stupid, it's all your fault, let me be tortured by that impotence …"

When Qin Gui held up her clothes, he saw that her entire body was riddled with wounds, and he could not even stand steadily. He immediately understood that Zhao Deji had "gotten sick" again.

He did not bother to check on his wife's injuries and anxiously asked: "Will Shangguan Family really not treat it?"

"This damn eunuch is completely impotent. Not to mention his entire life, he's going to die for the rest of his life. "Sob, sob …" She scolded while crying, "Old ghost, you only used me. Didn't you see all the wounds on my body? "Something without a conscience …"

After being chased and beaten up by her, Qin Gui cursed inwardly. This tigress had already been injured to this extent, yet she still did not show him any mercy. He quickly asked the servant to come in and apply the medicine for Wang Junhua, causing Wang Junhua to stop running after him. He laid on the bed and sighed, insulting and cursing him.