C455 torture

"Since you've accepted my crown and worn my belt, you should stay by my side for the rest of your life to serve me."

She closed her eyes and turned a deaf ear.

"Hua Rong, that was the ceremony to seal the wife. Your son personally helped you to put on the belt, don't deny it."

She suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the belt, and laughed: "I think, with this belt, it is easier to do things. It could also make Wang Junhua desperate. Fourth Prince, don't think too much into it.

He said angrily, "A villain who goes back on his word. You think I don't know? Once you kill Wang Junhua, you will leave me and sever all ties with me … "

"But, if this is the case, then you will also be able to obtain antidote as soon as possible to relieve the pain, is that not good?"

"Not good, not good! "You have to stay with me, accompany me for the rest of your life, make tea for me, make clothes for my son, and even give me a few more sons."

"Even if there isn't a antidote, it doesn't matter?"

"Of course they want antidote. I want to live, Hua Rong, you don't know what's good for you, but in this world, what man treats me better than this prince? "

She giggled. It's a shame he said that.

"How nice are you to me? Even using force? Insult? "

"Only when I like you will I use force," he said confidently, "Men like a woman, for what? He wanted her to have children for him. I don't need to be strong to have that bad temper of yours. I won't have a chance in my entire life.

War! Tactics! This was his hobby. He would negotiate while fighting. Neither of his hands would relax while he fought, or he would unexpectedly launch a forceful attack. However, how could it be a complete war between men and women?

Her laughter was full of ridicule. His legs smashed heavily onto the velvet carpet, patting his chest and stomping his feet: "Hua Rong, no matter how I treat you, you have no heart at all. You only want to take revenge on me, and want me to die. "Not only did you poison me, you even took away my son before I died from the poison, leaving me to die alone …"

"Why are you acting pitiful? Your Fourth Prince Residence has a bunch of wives, a sea of people. Let alone your dead son, even if he was still alive, he would still have a few daughters. Fourth Prince, don't worry, there will be people sending you off. "Wrong, I forgot. Your Da Jin is the younger brother's brother. If you die, your wife and children will naturally have other people to inherit …"

This heartless ridicule completely angered him. He loudly cursed: "No matter what I do, you won't be moved. You will only hate me and wish that I would die sooner. "A heartless woman …" He scolded while crying, wailing, "Hua Rong, how are you going to torture me?"

"You've brought this upon yourself! It's your own bad intentions. "

"Should I not have evil intentions? I just like you, what's wrong with me? Isn't it good for you to marry me and stay with me for your entire life? "

She sneered.

"I like you! Is it wrong to like it? "

"You like me? If you like me, you would be disregarding your honor and shame to use such despicable methods to rape me? "

He said indignantly, "To like a woman is to have it. The reason why I'm doing all this is to obtain you. Otherwise, wouldn't I have gone insane? "

"You're crazy."

"That's also because of you! Hua Rong, it's all because of you! "

"Because of me? Then how did you get the title of King of Yue? How did you get it? Everything that you have done today, your high position in the Field Marshal, the forces of the world that you control, all of this, is because of me? You did it because of your ambition! Your greed! You killed my husband, you got all the glory, and you told me how much you loved me? You want me to thank you? You want me to accept your rewards and favors? Is there any justice in this? "

"What does reason count for? "I've also received retribution, and it's better to live than to die …" His voice was hissing, and once that round of inhumane pain was over, his entire body was covered in sweat, like a crazy beggar. Many times, she had remained unmoved when he flared up in front of her, whether it was pain, injuries, life or death. She would only quarrel with herself.

She stared at his messy hair, her face revealing a faint trace of pity. Fourth Prince, do you feel pain? "

He was delighted by her pitying gaze and thought that she was moved by it. He hurriedly replied, "It's so painful. I don't want to experience such pain ever again …"

"Fourth Prince, this is just the beginning! It was nothing. Besides, it was only physical. You have yet to experience deeper pain. "

Their happiness turned into anger: "Hua Rong, I hate you. Sometimes I wish I could kill you!"

"Of course! I have no doubt that you will find a way to kill me. But before that, we still have value in using each other, don't we? "

He leaped to his feet again, trying to hit her or fight her, but his body was too weak to muster any strength.

"Fourth Prince, this kind of pain is nothing! After the battle at Lin An, there was not a single good spot on my body. That kind of pain wasn't that of being intermittent, but that kind of pain that could not even be cured by sitting down and eating by myself … I have experienced such pain for more than half a year, and have repeatedly cursed the heavens why did they let me live to suffer … "

He asked eagerly, "Who saved you? is it the King Qin? "

She did not answer, but went on, "The pain of the body is not the greatest pain yet. When you want to see someone crazily, you will never be able to see him. "If you think back carefully, you won't be able to recall his face. You won't even be able to dream about his face …" She gritted her teeth. "I hate you more! If you didn't kill Peng Quan, how could I have never seen him again? "

He was silent for a long time.

"But, Hua Rong, I didn't kill you, I never wanted to kill you! Yet you acted against me, witnessed my pain, and showed no mercy at all. "

"You killed Penga, so it's the same as killing me!"

She lay on the bed, her eyes shining with tears.

"If you continue to torture me, Yue Pengju will also be dead. Even if I die right now, he won't be able to come back to life. Hahaha, Hua Rong, you're very sad, aren't you? "No matter how heartbroken he was, he died and became a pile of bones …"

"You'll be a pile of bones, too."

"Alright, I'll be waiting for you to turn me into a pile of bones. Hua Rong, I will be waiting for you. "

In an instant, the tent descended into a terrifying silence, silent as two ghosts wandering around the gates of hell. They had already lost their temperature and could only drift back and forth, never ever getting close to each other even a little.

The tiredness came slowly, and his tearstained eyes were dry and sore. In a daze, it was like a battlefield, endless blood, Little Shang Bridge's corpse, the Lian City's chase … She could not help but twitch in the darkness.

It was unknown what he was thinking, but the fragments around him were like a battlefield that could not be cleaned in time. Broken limbs were left behind, smoke filled the air, and between people, it would be an eternal war.

The two of them were separated by a pile of shattered battlefield.

"Hua Rong, you are not allowed to dress your son in Song Yi anymore, and you are not allowed to wear it yourself!"

"Jin Wushu, what other means do you still have to scold me?"

He was going to jump up again, but his legs wouldn't move, he would wail in the middle of the night, his mouth was so parched, he could smell the cold tea around him, the beauty of her tea. His hand groped, but he could not find a full cup.

"Hua Rong, I'm thirsty. I want to drink water."

She turned a deaf ear.

"Hua Rong, I'm thirsty. Quickly, I want to drink some water …" He shouted with all his might, "Hua Rong, I beg you, I want to drink …"

"Men, send Fourth Prince back …"

"Get out, no one is allowed to enter." He cursed angrily, "I won't go out, I won't do as you wish, no, I won't drink water."

The moonlight shone on his cracked lips, but he was exhausted. He fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

As Hua Rong listened to his heavy breathing, he also didn't know what kind of sensation she was experiencing at the bottom of her heart. Kill Wang Junhua, kill Qin Gui, kill Zhao Deji, what about Jin Wushu?

It was a cloudy day.

Hua Rong opened his eyes. His eyes were tired, her entire body was soft, and her mind was a little numb. She sat up. The floor was littered with debris, and the room was a mess. It was as if a wild boar had barged into the room and wreaked havoc.

Her gaze fell onto the ground. She was lying like a beggar on top of a pile of debris, sleeping soundly. After many years of military service, no matter how difficult it was, he was still able to sleep. Jin Wushu, in the end, was still a soldier.

She rose slowly and walked around him and out of the tent.

Green grass and green trees. When she heard the light footsteps coming from behind, it was Lu Wenlong who said with a face full of worry: "Mother, is Abba alright?"

She looked at the Single Shirt on his child's body. "Son, why don't you change into a horse costume?"

The little teenager smiled shyly, "I think this looks better."

It was human nature to love beauty, especially in the young people.

"Mother, where is Abba?"

"He's still resting, don't disturb him."

He wanted to speak, but stopped midsentence: "What disease did Abba have?"

"Just a minor ailment, and it'll be all right. "Don't worry."

"He had never heard his mother lie before, so he naturally believed it." Mother, I want to have breakfast with Abba today. You too, okay? "

She laughed and shook her head. "Mom has some things to do, you guys eat first."

Hua Rong silently sighed, and without explaining anything, she mounted her horse and rode towards the grassland in front of them alone.

His mouth was dry.

Jin Wushu turned over and sat up, his entire body, from head to toe, was in pain. The servants filed in and began to sweep. No one dared to ask any more questions. Just as the two guards were about to treat his wounds with cold water, Lu Wenlong ran in and gasped for breath: "I want hot water, Mommy says I need warm water."

His eyes lit up as he pulled his son back. "Where's mom?"

"She went out riding. Abba, have you recovered from your illness? " He raised his head, not without worry, "Abba, what kind of disease did you have?"

He acted as if nothing had happened. "I drank too much yesterday. I'm fine now." His gaze landed on his son's clothes. They were still the same clothes he wore yesterday. There was even a leopard skin belt on his waist.

He frowned slightly. "Son, why don't you change your clothes?"

Lu Wenlong asked naively: "Abba, don't you like this piece of clothes? I think it's pretty good. Mom made it for me. "

He was speechless as he walked out. He did not even hear Lu Wenlong's shouts for him to eat breakfast. Green, endless green, the morning breeze of the prairie brought a cool breeze, bringing with it the unique smell of grass. It was a kind of fragrance he was already used to, so beautiful. However, what about the people riding alongside them on the prairie? Where was she?

In the big tent, waiting for Ye Lvguanyin, Wang Junhua and the rest of the concubine s who had heavy makeup on, all of them were waiting for his favour. He laughed bitterly, feeling that life was so preposterous, like a torture to each other.