C467 like it or not

Weakness was still a weak woman after all. Lying in the arms of a man and crying bitterly like that was the last bit of trust she had for him. She could pour out her heart without any reservations.

"Hua Rong, I hope to use the rest of my life to make up to you, okay?"

She did not answer, and he did not pursue the matter either. He only repeated repeatedly in her ears: "Hua Rong, I've let you down, so I'll definitely let you live a good life for the rest of your life …"

Lu Wenlong picked a bunch of flowers, and just as he was about to run over, he saw Abba and his mother embracing him, and he was extremely happy, so he secretly turned his body and ran over to pick flowers.

After a long while, Hua Rong's crying turned into sobbing. Jin Wushu then sighed and wiped away the tears on her face and said softly, "Hua Rong, I regret it a lot too. If we hadn't met like that back then, if we had gotten along in a different way, then this wouldn't have been the end of things. "

Hua Rong raised her head in his embrace and looked at the big round moon. Jin Wushu said in a gentle voice beside her ear, "There's still time. We can still start again. Hua Rong, if you don't like it, I can kick Ye Lvguanyin and the others out. Whatever you want to do, I will do as you say … "

In the darkness of the night, those eyes were filled with a gentle charm. It was as if she was no longer a general of the Golden Steel Horse and had become the supreme love saint. Hua Rong stared into his eyes. "Fourth Prince, actually, I'm not even worth it for you to treat me like this …"

He laughed, "Whether it is worth it or not, it is worth it. Hua Rong, don't worry, before we kill Qin Gui, I definitely won't force you. to give us a chance to really get to know each other … " He blinked her eyes, "Just like how a man on the prairie pursues a beautiful girl. Hua Rong, do you know? "In my life, besides you, I have never pursued a woman before …" Memories were like the tide, the encounters on the battlefield, the encounters in the open seal. After many years, she could still remember the pair of delicate hands that cut through the fresh orange in the teahouse, frozen in place in her mind.

"Hua Rong, all these years, I have never truly hated you. Even after you get married, I have always dreamed of one day seeing you again, meeting you again, and being together …"

She sighed and slowly sat up in his arms.

At this time, Lu Wenlong ran back and piled a bunch of flowers in his mother's embrace. Hua Rong's face was almost buried under the flowers as he smiled: "Son, you picked that much?"

"Mom, do you like it?"

"I like it."

At this moment, he had truly experienced the taste of a beautiful wife and her beloved son. He could not help but have a wonderful fantasy in his heart: One day, when I have a son, he will be her son, my own flesh and blood.

"Hua Rong..."

She raised her face amidst the flowers, only to see a smile on his face, filled with incomparable intimacy. "Hua Rong, actually, ever since the bloody battle at the Little Merchant Bridge, I have been thoroughly disgusted with war …"

What did that mean?

He did not try to conceal his thoughts at all: "I have been fighting for half my life and have seen heads fall off every day. I really hate war and that's why I decided to support Song Jin and negotiate. For the rest of my life, I hope that both countries will not wage war, and that I will lead the rest of my life in peace.

Hua Rong was stunned, so this was his true thoughts. She did not know whether she was sad or happy. She would rather be a peaceful dog than a chaotic human, who would be willing to fight? Who would want to be left behind?

"As long as I am alive, I believe that there will be no more large-scale wars between the two countries."

He was in high spirits and he swore confidently. Hua Rong smiled, that's right, she had already taken care of everything that she needed to take care of, and she had also gotten what she wanted to take care of, what's the point of starting a war now?

Lu Wenlong pulled his mother with one hand and Abba with the other, walking back excitedly: "Abba, how are we going to play tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, Abba will teach you something new."

"Yeah."

only stopped when she saw the mother and son to the tent. Hua Rong held onto his son and waved non-stop at him, "Abba, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

As the tent door closed, he turned to see if the guards in the darkness were doing their duty. It was late in the night, and the only sounds around him were the chirping of insects. He felt more at ease than he had ever felt before — as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. That night, after understanding Hua Rong, understanding her weakest point, how much progress had she made?

As he waved his hands, he suddenly remembered that his poison hadn't shown up for a long time. And even if you drink too much, there's no sign of it when you're aroused. Could it be that the medicine Hua Rong gave him that day detoxified his poison? Or was he just a antidote? He was very optimistic. This woman had never really been cruel to him, had she?

He then turned to look at his tent under the night sky, which was completely silent, smiling as he whispered, "Hua Rong, good night."

Inside the house, the candlelight sparkled as the butler brought over a box of jewelry, silver and gold pearls.

Lu Wenlong yawned, then sat on the table like a little adult and drank a cup of tea with his mother. His tone was also very practiced, "Mom, do you feel that Abba is getting better and better?"

She smiled and nodded.

"But, that spirit is still here. I really don't understand, why does Abba not keep his word? He said he wanted to kick her out. Previously, Abba was not like this … "

In the past, because the requirements were different, and because the requirements were simple, they were easy to fulfill. But now, Xi Nuer's Charm had not passed, and the Fourth Prince's novelty towards her still retained its attachment. He didn't understand these things as a child, but he knew how to observe. He knew that the Abba's words might not be true.

Hua Rong smiled but did not say a word. She did not answer her son's question and only looked out the window at the moon which was growing darker. The sweet words of the Fourth Prince were like this night. This woman in the current dynasty, if she were to change into a woman in the Ming Dynasty, would not be real. He can hold other women while she says she loves you. The love of a politician was so cheap, but he herself thought it was very high, very high, very deep.

Lu Wenlong was still feeling regretful for this tiny "flaw". "Mom, I'll go to sleep first.

"Yes, mother will prepare a delicious breakfast for you tomorrow."

The world within the tent quieted down once again. The candlelight flickered, and only the reflection of her lonely figure could be seen on the four walls. Hua Rong sat quietly for a long time before closing the jewelry box. For the first time in many years, she understood the importance of money. Other than relying on a man, how could a woman, who had no authority or money, get her revenge? In the Fourth Prince, he could provide a portion of the money, and a portion of the power, right? As the most powerful man in Song Jin's country, other than relying on him, who else could she rely on? Besides, she wasn't the one who used him for nothing. He was also one of the culprits, wasn't she? Because he was apologetic, he was always generous enough to deliver his wealth, the treasures he loved, into her hands in an attempt to win her favor.

She used a piece of kernels to wipe it clean. In the flickering candlelight, all the makeup had been wiped away, and there was no light at all. Only then did she realize that there were faint lines at the corners of her eyes, those ancient lines that were hidden in her eyebrows — she was old, she was old.

They thought that only the King Qin was old, but in truth, they were old as well.

The immortal was only Pengju. His figure was forever fixed at the peak of his youth. He was heroic and invincible. He charged into battle, indomitable and unstoppable. He was at the peak of his youth.

As the comb passed through his hair, a gentle voice came out from the top of his head, "Sister Shi Qi, let me comb your hair …"

Startled, she turned her head and the comb fell to the ground. The jade on the handle had been broken into two pieces. In the dead of night, in a foreign land, where could there be even the slightest shadow of Peng Ju?

"Penga, wait a little longer, wait a little longer. I will definitely return to accompany you and not separate from you ever again."

"Mommy …" "Mom …" It was the laughter of a Little Tiger, holding a sea turtle, holding a small oyster, walking on the cruiser with great vigor, kicks, kicks...

She lay in bed in her clothes and tears. The moonlight outside the window was so bright that it was as if it could cut a person's intestines off.

Swiftly riding on horseback, a group of small squads sneaked into the Liaoning in the night, passing through the grasslands, passing through the small forest and arriving at a mysterious valley.

After passing by the huge rock, what appeared to be a natural gate opened up into the sky. The flat area was filled with large and rough buildings, and the huge natural ground was used as a public square.

They were neatly groomed, with sharp blades and a black square team, meticulously trained.

King Qin laughed and entered the stage. He clapped his hands and said, "Good, good, very good.

An Hook general with a red scarf ran over, surprised and happy: "Great King, you're here?"

Beside him, a man of Liaoning bloodline was on guard, but seeing Liu Wu's attitude, he did not dare be impudent, and stared at the big fellow who suddenly barged in, but, he was quickly intimidated by the imposing look in the leopard-like eyes, and could not help but take a few steps back.

With a strange whistle, a general dressed in the same clothes as Liu Wu came forward and bowed. "Great King, I am Ye Lvlongxu.

King Qin laughed out loud. "Liu Wu, you guys continue.

Waving his hand, he strode towards the direction that Ye Lvlongxu pointed to.

A row of flat houses, half wood, half stone, had been built in the past two to three years. King Qin walked and looked. These were military camps, Ye Lvdayong, where would this Old ghost stay?

King Qin entered and saw that there was a hidden corner on the second floor. It was clearly an observation platform and a Black was currently descending from it. His voice was not one bit emotional: "King Qin, what do you think?"

"Very good. Better than I thought. "

He laughed complacently, the skin on his face had a strange tinge, King Qin suspected that he had changed into another mask. However, he had no interest in knowing the original appearance of Old ghost.

"King Qin, you travelled thousands of miles just to come visit our army?" He deliberately emphasized the word "we".

"Of course, your father has put in a lot of effort and resources, so I can't just ignore you like this …" King Qin did not care at all, "Furthermore, this daddy still has to pay a visit to your father-in-law, no?"

"Father-in-law?" Interesting, interesting. " Ye Lvdayong laughed loudly, "I never thought that this old man would actually become the father-in-law of the Sea Tyrant King Qin.

The King Qin looked around and saw a large stone room. Inside the room, there were all kinds of long rocks, a dense, cold air, a few pieces of beast skins, the walls were all deserted, without any extravagant decorations. He was shocked in his heart. Ye Lvdayong was once the crown prince of Liaoning, how luxurious was he? But now, he was actually so simple and crude.