C420 like the Abba.

It was still not very hot in the fifth month of Jinguo, but the female nobleman's people were already prepared to take shelter in the summer. According to tradition, they would go to the riverside a few miles outside of Yanjing to take shelter in the summer.

The few important concubine s in the Fourth Prince Palace had waited for the return of the Fourth Prince with great difficulty and all of them were wild with joy as they tried to figure out how they could get the Fourth Prince to bring them along. Most importantly — Until now, the title of Princess Yue in Fourth Prince was still empty.

Who exactly was qualified to be the Queen of State of Yue's King?

Just as they were thinking of ways to attract Fourth Prince's attention as they walked in and out dressed beautifully, in the corner, Ye Lvguanyin's eyes shone with a venomous fire. Half of it was happiness, and the other half was sadness. He was happy about the current status of the Fourth Prince, sad about how he could achieve his goal.

A young boy with a bow and arrow on his back jumped off the horse. He wore the attire of a Golden Man horse, and wore a slow moving pearl crown on his head. On the crown, there were three long colored feathers, looking very heroic. He carried two wild chickens in his hands, dismounted from his horse and shouted loudly, "Abba, Abba …"

A group of concubine s came up to greet him, fawning on him. "Young Master is back …"

"Young Master, you've hunted so many things again?"

"Young master truly has good archery skills. At such a young age, he's an outstanding hero. He has the demeanor of a Fourth Prince …"

"Young master, give this to the kitchen. I'll prepare a delicious meal for you …"

The little youth calmly cupped his hands. "Thank you very much, aunts. I will first pay my respects to the Abba. "

Ye Lvguanyin hid in a corner, gnashing his teeth as he looked at the youth with jade-like hair. He was handsome, had a robust build, and was one head taller than his peers. He was young, had boundless strength, and had two long spears at his waist, making him a good hunter. He had long been famous among the disciples of the same generation in female nobleman, and was known as the number one.

This was the darling of the Fourth Prince, Xiao Luwenlong's position in the Fourth Prince Mansion was above everything else. The concubine wanted to recruit this child, so as to curry favor with the Fourth Prince. However, no matter how hard they tried, Xiao Luwenlong could not get close to them. Ye Lvguanyin had naturally thought of this shortcut. It was a pity that Xiao Luwenlong had a deep impression of her fear when she was young. At this moment, Ye Lvguanyin sunk to the bottom of the lake, where the other concubine s were able to see through her thoughts and obstructed her from doing so. She silently told Xiao Luwenlong that it was Ye Lvguanyin who had killed his "mother", and thus she could not even get close to him.

How could Xiao Luwenlong not know what those women were thinking? He excitedly ran into Fourth Prince's bedroom and shouted, "Abba, your son is back!"

Jin Wushu sat up on the brick bed, but seeing that the youth who entered was handsome and handsome, growing up day after day, his heart finally had some comfort, and he quickly said: "Child, come sit beside Abba."

Lu Wenlong got on the brick bed and sat beside Abba. He saw that the Desk had a jug of wine on it, and obediently poured himself a cup: "Abba, please drink."

Jin Wushu was overjoyed, and poured a cup for him: "Son, accompany Abba for a few cups."

true female male was already used to drinking alcohol at a young age, and Lu Wenlong's capacity to drink was also very good. Seeing him drink so much, Jin Wushu was delighted. He patted his head: "Son, do you want to go to Yanjing to take shelter during the summer?"

"Yes." Abba, I heard people talking about it over the past few days. They said that it was very close to the Oolong Town, Abba, would we be able to see mother there? "

Jin Wushu put down his wine cup, speechless.

Lu Wenlong's thoughts were still on the place he had lived before. Over a year ago, he was dressed in the tiger-skin garment that his mother made, learning how to shoot and hunt, learning how to use the dual spears of another Abba. He had always thought that his mother was still there. He had asked Jin Wushu this question many times, but every time, it would be to no avail. Since he had been held back, this time, when he had found out that he was going to a place very close to the Oolong Town, he naturally asked.

Jin Wushu carefully asked: "Son, do you still remember mom?"

He looked up innocently and said, "Of course I do. Abba, if you can see mother again, please don't lock her up anymore, okay? "

Jin Wushu's heart trembled. Only now did he understand how deep of an impact that experience back then had left on Xiao Luwenlong. By then, the child was several years old and could remember. Back then, did he really torture Hua Rong like that? It turned out that she had always been this cruel to Hua Rong after a thousand times?

He was even more cautious. "Son, are you still thinking about her?"

Lu Wenlong nodded. He had grown up in the Fourth Prince Palace and knew that his other companions, as well as those brothers that he had not paid attention to, all had a mother — that is, a biological mother. But he didn't. As he grew up, he became more and more curious as to who his birth mother was. And after seeing Hua Rong, he received her meticulous care and care, and remembered the tiger-skin garment s in his heart, thus at his age of knowledge, coupled with the rumors that she had occasionally heard from the Fourth Prince Palace, he firmly believed that her mother was definitely Hua Rong.

"Abba, do you not like mother?"

Jin Wushu was startled, and asked him: "Who said that?"

He stammered, "I once heard someone say that my mother was a lowly person, plus... "Plus you close mother …"

Jin Wushu said angrily: "Who said your mother is a lowly person? "Who said that?"

Lu Wenlong was shocked. It was rare for him to see his father so angry.

Seeing him act this way, Jin Wushu's expression softened a little. "Son, remember, your mother is the best woman in the world."

He was very happy. "Huh? Abba really likes my mother? "

Jin Wushu nodded, as if he was at a loss. Lu Deng's wife committing suicide to his husband was a woman that he respected a lot. And Hua Rong, Hua Rong! Hua Rong had suffered many times more than the Lady Lu, how could she explain the circumstances of life clearly? Her son's mother, no matter which one he said it was, he liked it a lot.

His voice could not help but become more relaxed. "Son, your mother is very smart. She has both the arts and the arts. She can sing very good music, write beautiful characters, and even cook tea …"

"Mom is so amazing?"

"Your mother cooking tea is the best. She can transform into all kinds of fishes and birds?"

"Then I'll ask mom to make me tea …"

Would there still be such a chance? Jin Wushu was unable to continue, the blood circulation in his body was increasing, and there was a faint pain. Poison? What kind of poison was it? Do you have any antidote? Where was the antidote?

Lu Wenlong saw Abba's expression changed, and he broke out in cold sweat. He anxiously held onto Abba: "Abba, what's wrong?"

Jin Wushu wiped his sweat and shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm fine. Son, go and bring me the two books at the top of the bookcase. "

On the top shelf of the bookshelf, there were two thick books bound in string. One of the books contained Wang Anshi's poems and was also Wang Anshi's real work. And the other book, was Su Dongpo's poem.

"Abba, what do you want to learn?"

"Son, Su Dongpo and Wang Anshi are the two most famous people in Song Kingdom …"

The child innocently asked, "Do they have Abba Heroes?"

thought that his own Abba, was already the number one hero in the world.

Jin Wushu looked at his face full of pride. Such a cute gaze was not the flattery of his concubines, his mood slightly improved as he said softly: "Son, these two books were given to me by your mother. Now, I will give them to you."

"Thank you, Abba." Lu Wenlong asked in surprise: "Abba, after we go there, can I go there to find my mother?"

After a long while, Jin Wushu finally let out a long sigh. Abba will bring you to look for one. If I ever see your mother again in this life, I'll never lock her up again. Not in any case. I will be good to her! As long as I can see her again! "

Lu Wenlong was so overjoyed that he almost jumped up in joy, "Really? If you see Mom, you can ask her to come back with us? "

Jin Wushu was unable to answer. With Yue Pengju dead, Hua Rong was nowhere to be seen. With such a heavy injury, who knew if she was alive or dead?

"Abba, will mother come back with us?"

"Yes!" As long as she is still alive, Abba will bring her back. "Son, Haotian, God bless her …" He stretched out his hand and silently adjusted his son's bow and arrows. Only then did he realize that his son had already grown to the point where he was almost shoulder to shoulder with him. Time quickly passed by and in the blink of an eye, Lu Deng's son became an adult. At that time, how would he be able to tell Lu Deng his identity? Or simply hide it for the rest of his life?

The wind blew along the shoreline, lifting a thousand piles of snow.

When the Little Tiger saw its mother's body buried in the sand, it remained motionless for a long time. Waves of water rolled up and washed over her, soaking her whole body. The children thought it was fun, giggling and mimicking their mother as they lay on the beach and watched some small sea creatures being rolled up, shells, sea turtles.

"Mommy, Mommy …" As the waves got bigger, the Little Tiger started to get scared. It held its mother's hand and started to cry.

Her son's tears were like a clap of thunder above her head, Hua Rong turned and sat up, she only saw that her son's entire body was drenched, his hair was dripping with water, and it was unknown whether it was water or sweat.

"Mom, let's go home."

Hua Rong hugged his son tightly, the Little Tiger's head was being held so tightly that it was hard to breathe. She struggled out of his mother's embrace and shouted happily, "Mommy, let's go back mommy, let's go back …"

There were a few dishes and a bowl of fresh fish. The fried prawns smelled very good. The Little Tiger was eating the meat with relish while stuffing fried prawns into its mouth, "Mom, this is so delicious."

Hua Rong looked at the pile of prawns in the bowl, tears welling up in her eyes. Son, he already knew how to serve food to his mother. But how long could she take care of him? She quietly wiped away her tears, holding back her choking voice and asked softly, "Tiger head, do you like it here?"

"I like it. I like the sea, I like shells, I like sea turtles, and I also like eating fried prawns …" Little Tiger answered crisply, "Mom, don't you like it?"

Hua Rong forced a smile and nodded, then asked him: "Do you like Abba?"

"I like it, Abba will give me a lot of fun things."