C433 needling

Joy filled her heart, and she could not help but laugh. A ray of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the trees, filling her face. His face was as clean and flawless as white jade at the beginning, but now it had turned into a blue jade. After going through so many hardships, his smooth and round face had turned into a pointy and thin face, looking even more sad. Time could make people gaunt, but Zhao Deji had never seen that kind of sadness and allure from any other woman before. It was just like a person who had starved to the extreme for half his life to a delicious meal but could only look from afar and not eat their fill. Zhao Deji's heart surged. Unable to wait any longer, he took a step forward.

A bow and arrow were pulled out, aiming straight at his face. Zhang Quwei and the others cried out, "Quickly protect your majesty..."

A few guards rushed forward, surrounding Hua Rong.

Hua Rong looked at the shiny sabers around him and sneered: "Are you here to capture me today?"

Zhao Deji waved his hand, and everyone left. Zhao Deji said with a face full of smiles: "Rong Er, we have long since issued an order of mercy, why would we apprehend you? I'm just here to look at you. "On the days when you haven't heard from me, I have always missed you …"

Hua Rong said indifferently: "You are really compassionate."

Zhao Deji blushed and said anxiously: "Rong Er, we actually did not think that you would die, we did not want to kill you at all …. "I have a lot of things to say to you …"

"What are you going to say?"

"Rong Er, I have treated you with all my heart, don't you know?"

Hua Rong was about to vomit, but she remained calm. "Tell them to get down first …"

"This …" Zhao Deji hesitated.

Hua Rong's face was full of ridicule: "What, I'm just a lonely widow now, do you still fear me?" Seeing Zhang Quwei staring at the lesser arch at his waist, she took it off and put it on the side.

Zhao Deji waved his hand, "All of you, wait for me outside."

Zhang Quwei was still worried: "Shangguan Family, this little one will stay behind to accompany you."

"Get lost."

No one dared to say another word as they filed out. The large garden immediately became empty. Only the two of them were left facing each other. Zhao Deji took another step forward. Between the two of them, there was only a distance of two feet. So close, with Zhao Deji being so close, in front of him, he could reach out and touch it. Hua Rong was wild with joy, and passionately suppressed her rationality. Her original thoughts of "concealing her strength to nourish the darkness", taking revenge not too late for ten years and so on, were completely thrown away — —

If he lost this opportunity, how could he ever have such a rare opportunity again? Kill Zhao Deji! He had to kill Zhao Deji! This might be his only chance in this life.

Her heart was in a frenzy, but her face was still faintly calm. She kept her palms tightly closed, sweating profusely.

Both of his legs went weak, and he could not stand still — as long as he could stab him in the throat with one knife, then he would be avenged. At this moment, she forgot about the consequences and all her worries. His son had been taken care of by the King Qin, so Li Yian and the others had already settled down.

Seeing that the lady in front of him had already put down her lesser arch, Zhao Deji's expression was extremely calm, without a trace of joy, anger, or sadness. He had known Hua Rong for more than ten years, and was familiar with her techniques.

"Rong Er, I am very happy to see you again, but you have requested for me to help you with everything."

Hua Rong asked indifferently: "Then what about Qin Gui?"

Zhao Deji hesitated: "Rong Er, I will tell this to only you. To be honest, I also hate this Qin Gui fellow. I had originally planned to fire him after the end of the negotiation. Helpless, he acted first and colluded with the Golden Man to lay down terms in Song Jin's negotiation to ensure his position in the Lifelong Prime Minister. This guy was full of ambition and Song Jin had not been able to negotiate for long, so if he attacked him now, he would only be afraid that he would collude with the Golden Man and make a comeback. "This kind of powerful official is a sore point at my elbow. When things calm down and Jiangnan recuperates and grows strong, I will punish him severely and vent this ill will on your behalf …" He paused for a moment. "It's even Pengju, it's also that fellow Qin Gui who colluded with the Fourth Prince. We can't do anything about it …"

Zhao Deji actually dared to be so shameless as to blame the entire crime of killing Yue Pengju on Qin Gui. Watching his words, Hua Rong knew that it was impossible for him to punish Qin Gui, because he himself was bound by Qin Gui, and it was already not simply the relationship between the monarchs and the officials. Right now, there was only one path in front of him: lie low and submit to Zhao Deji, serve him in the palace, be his plaything, be his tool for children, and seek an opportunity. However, how many years would it take to exact revenge? Moreover, women were different from men. If they were playthings of others and gave birth to children, how could they avenge themselves? Moreover, to treat this despicable person daily and even serve him with his body was an absolutely intolerable disgust.

There was no way that Yue Pengju's surname would be sullied.

Her palms began to sweat more and more — and then there was only one way left. Right at this moment.

Seeing her blank expression, Zhao Deji looked at her from head to toe. He saw that her body was thinner than usual, the back of her hand had jade-like green veins. The more he saw, the more he loved. The desire all over his body boiled as he slowed his voice, sincerely saying, "This year, I have been dreaming about you, afraid that you would die. Rong Er, please forgive me this time. "In the future, I will definitely treat you well …"

Hua Rong laughed at her ridiculous request, and interrupted his words, "Are you afraid that I will take my life?"

Zhao Deji was greatly displeased: "Rong Er, we have saved your life before! I am your savior! "

Savior! It was during that time that she saved him. In return for his kindness, she fell into his hands for the rest of her life and worked for him. In the end, she broke her family and died for him. Her voice was sharp, "I saved your life three times! I have already paid you back in return. "

"Rong Er, now Yue Pengju is dead. Where can you go alone? You know how I feel about you. As long as you can give birth to one child and half a woman, the empress's position will be yours … "No, as long as you agree to follow me into the palace, I will immediately make you empress …"

Hua Rong laughed, with contempt in her eyes: "Zhao Deji, you are truly delusional, you killed my husband, yet you still dare to be so shameless to such an extent."

"The Lord wants us to die!" So what if I kill him? "

Hua Rong was speechless, and let out a low sigh: "That's right, so what can I do about it? "Right now, I can't protect myself. Pengju him … Sigh, Pengju him …"

Zhao Deji saw her lowering his head and sighing with a bitter expression. A line of tears rolled down his long eyelashes, adding to the sadness in his eyes. Just as she had said, Yue Pengju had already died, so how could she, a lone widow, have anything to say? What else could be more powerful than following him to the palace to enjoy wealth and prosperity?

"Rong Er, we will definitely not let you down …" Zhao Deji stretched out his hand to shake hers, "Rong Er..."

Hua Rong lowered her head, as she was completely immersed in her sorrow and confusion, "Pengju is gone, my son is gone, in this one year, I have nowhere else to go, I don't even know where to go. I don't have a home, no relatives … "Too tired …"

Zhao Deji was shocked by this miserable mutterings. It was a new feeling, the feeling of a weak person crawling under his feet. It was not a disguise, but an infinite magnification of the weakness of the heart. This strong woman had finally been conquered by Exile.

What else could make a man stronger than taming a wild woman and making her crawl into his arms like a tamed horse? The strong. He himself had become a true expert. His entire body was filled with excitement, as if he had consumed the strongest aphrodisiac in the world. He was unable to contain his joy, and tightly held onto Hua Rong's hand: "Rong Er, you will have a home soon, and the palace will be your home soon. "You will also have a son, who will bear children for me …"

Hua Rong did not resist at all. He could even feel her pair of skinny shoulders trembling from fear. Her fear, his excitement, his desire, all of it came to him. She couldn't care less and immediately wanted to find the woman she had long coveted in the peach forest, on the stone bench …

His hand was on her neck, and she was still limp in his arms, like a lamb waiting to be killed, her eyes tearful and infinitely pitiful. Zhao Deji was completely excited by the pitiful look in her eyes. Killing Yue Pengju, seizing his wife, and allowing the wife of the man he hated the most to play with under him, and having children for him — was there anything more wonderful in the world?

Just as he was engrossed in his emotions and was about to act fearlessly, the delicate hand wrapped around his neck suddenly exerted force and grabbed his throat.

"Rong Er... "Howl …" His eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. The feeling in his nightmare was so real, that female ghost with disheveled hair said, "Zhao Deji, you gave me back my life …"

He struggled instinctively, causing Hua Rong to hold her breath, she was so excited that she almost jumped up. She had been waiting for this day for far too long. For this reason, she did not hesitate to return to the Yueyuan and knew that he would come. Because he was the emperor, the ruler of nine or five years. She was so greedy that she thought that the whole world would fall into her hands. She killed Pengju, and she even shamelessly insulted his wife, the number one shameless person.

This day had finally come. Unfortunately, in order to support Zhang Quwei and the others, she had no choice but to put his lesser arch aside and lose his sharpest weapon.

She used all of her strength and wrapped her arms tightly around Zhao Deji's neck. Zhao Deji was tall and burly, making it very difficult for his to hold him back like this. His two legs kicked wildly, but when she loosened his hand, a heavy slap landed on his face. Zhao Deji was beaten until he was seeing stars, his body slanted, and once again held onto his throat. His heart was so anxious that it seemed like flames were about to spew out …

Originally, with Zhao Deji's strength, she wouldn't be able to control him this way. However, firstly, Zhao Deji's lecherous mind and secondly, Zhao Deji's body had already been hollowed out by the woman in the past few years. Adding to that, he had taken an overdose of aphrodisiac, he was already as weak as a sixty year old old man before the age of forty.

There was a sharp dagger hidden in Hua Rong's boots, but once she lets go, she wouldn't be able to grab onto Zhao Deji's neck. She was anxious and sad, and was still a woman in the end, slightly inferior. If Pengju had lived through the King Qin, this stranglehold would have been enough to cause Zhao Deji to immediately die. Why couldn't he do it?

After all, Zhao Deji's height and body was huge, and his four limbs were kicking and kicking. Hua Rong was gradually unable to resist, and the hand that was holding onto his throat used all of her strength, as a hand fiercely smashed onto his head.

"Save …" Life … "Save me …"

"My husband and I have risked our lives to save you several times, but you still slaughtered our Yue Family. Zhao Deji, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you off …" She slapped heavily again, causing half of Zhao Deji's face to immediately swell up. Seeing that he was struggling weakly, Hua Rong clenched his teeth and used a bit of strength.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, Zhao Deji was panicking, his entire body shivering: "Ghosts … Rong Er... Ghost … "Spare me, spare me …"

His neck was shaking like a mad dog, but Hua Rong was still unable to grip her. In the midst of her busyness, she immediately bent down to pull out the dagger in her boots. When Zhao Deji's neck loosened, she unexpectedly swung her hands to struggle free from her throat. Zhao Deji struggled, the dagger stabbed in by half an inch, causing Hua Rong to be unable to retract her force, he had already run a few feet, and shouted: "Protect! "Protect …"