C476 Virtue

He had seen Hua Rong write and fry tea, but he had never seen her work so slowly, like a lady who did not even step out of her house. Of course, there were a few girls in Jinguo who could ride and shoot, but normally, the girls who could ride and shoot would lose their pride. Even if there were occasionally beautiful women, they were not good women in the art of zither, calligraphy, tea and mending. But why was Hua Rong able to do this? On the battlefield, she would not let her men down; at home, she would play with needles and thread, and when she fried tea and cooked, he would be as delicate as a real woman.

How could a woman display these two virtues to the extreme?

When he suddenly thought of Yue Pengju, he felt bitter and astringent in his heart. Only now did he understand what kind of wife Yue Pengju had originally married!

She was Yue Pengju's wife!

Yue Pengju was actually so lucky in his life. Even if he were to do all his calculations, he wouldn't be as happy as he was in this life.

He stared at his son's clothes in shock.

"Abba, Abba …"

He held his son's hand and asked in confusion, "Son, what do you think the Abba should do so that your mother can stay with us forever?"

Lu Wenlong was startled, and realised that the Abba was discussing the problem with him in all seriousness. He was also very confused, but he thought about it seriously for a long time before slowly replying, "Mother doesn't like Wife Wang, and she also doesn't like Ye Lvniangzi. If mother stays, they will harm her …"

Jin Wushu remained calm and even the little child could see it.

Lu Wenlong stared at his father, hesitated a bit, but still cautiously asked: "Abba, can you not have Wife Wang and Ye Lvniangzi at home … …"

He looked at his son with interest. "You said that as long as they leave, their mother will come back?"

Lu Wenlong could not answer.

"Son, what did Mommy tell you?"

Lu Wenlong shook his head. Her mother only taught him not to eat anything outside, she didn't mention anything else.

Jin Wushu looked at the long sunset in the distance, and for some reason, an extremely strong sense of laziness grew within him. He didn't want to think about the war, nor did he want to think about the palace battles in the past. He wanted to fight the Small Merchant Bridge in blood battles, he wanted to fight Lin An and Gu Shen and the other brothers' deaths … When one reaches the peak of power, one becomes lonely. So what if he was a ruler of nine or five years? So what if he had ascended to the Dragon Throne?

"Abba, Abba …"

"Son, I'm too tired. Abba is too tired."

Lu Wenlong was curious, the Abba did not hunt or go to the battlefield to train, how could he be tired?

Seeing his disappointed face, Jin Wushu asked: "Son, what do you want to say?"

"I …" Lu Wenlong pulled a blade of grass and held it in his hand, not saying a word.

Jin Wushu asked: "Son, what are you trying to say?"

Lu Wenlong slowly said: "Abba, I think you prefer Wife Wang and the others. Treat them better than mother …"

"How do you know?"

"You hit your mother and you fight with her a lot. However, you have never hit Wife Wang and Ye Lvniangzi before, often bestowing them with things, giving them an amiable attitude … "

His heart trembled. He could still vividly remember the past. Indeed, he had said that he liked Hua Rong, but, what had he done for her? What had he really thought of her?

Seeing that his father had sunk into silence, Lu Wenlong did not continue speaking and quietly asked: "Abba, are you angry?"

Jin Wushu laughed and patted his shoulder. He laid on the grass and hugged his head, looking at the endless blue sky. Clouds floated like white sheep and cows. Never in many years had he observed nature so calmly.

"Abba, your mother has been gone for so long. Do you miss her?"

He just didn't answer.

Seeing that the Abba did not answer, Lu Wenlong was even more disappointed.

After knowing that the sun had completely set in the west, and the sky had turned into a dark golden color, Jin Wushu sat up and held his hand. "Son, it's time for us to go home."

Lu Wenlong was depressed, he did not say a word.

"Son, I promise you. In the future, only you and your son will be home. Everyone else will be leaving."

Lu Wenlong looked up in surprise: "Abba, is that true?"

Jin Wushu nodded his head: "But, not yet. Wife Wang still can't go. "

"Why?"

He said mysteriously, "Because your mother asked for it. If she leaves, your mother will hate Abba for the rest of her life. "

Lu Wenlong was confused and confused, Jin Wushu blinked his eyes, "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this."

He nodded and obediently stopped.

In the distance, Wang Junhua was bathing by the lake. Her body had greatly recovered from the past few days of diet and intense training on the prairie. When she got out of the bath, she was pleasantly surprised to find that he could wear the most gorgeous new set of clothes. This was the best tailor in Linan. They were decorated with complicated patterns that were far more exquisite than the palace's elegant clothes.

She slowly got up, and the servants helped her up. From a distance, even Ye Lvguanyin couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, the exquisite clothing that the Song Kingdom had, was indeed something that the Liao Jin could not compare with. Ever since Hua Rong's warning, Ye Lvguanyin couldn't help but to re-evaluate his own situation, wholeheartedly trying to guess the true meaning of his words. Right now, he was completely at a disadvantage when compared to Hua Rong. If Hua Rong intended for him to escape, it would be for the best, but, if she took care of Wang Junhua and attacked him again, wouldn't he be isolated and helpless?

Thus, she did not dare to completely give up on Wang Junhua, nor did she wish to get too close to him. Seeing that Wang Junhua had put on an act, she quietly dodged it and wanted to see what she was going to do.

However, Wang Junhua did not notice all of this, because her gaze had completely landed on the two people who were walking over to his side — — Fourth Prince pulling Lu Wenlong, father and son were chatting intimately, their faces full of smiles.

The father and son duo acted as if there was no one around, until Wang Junhua opened his mouth, "Fourth Prince, little prince …"

With a face full of smiles, she took out an exquisite jade and handed it over. "little prince, this Servant's little kindness …"

Lu Wenlong put his hands behind his back, his face full of vigilance.

Jin Wushu said indifferently: "Son, you go back first."

Two guards came up, and escorted Lu Wenlong to turn around and leave. Wang Junhua's hand stopped in midair and felt very awkward.

Only then did Jin Wushu carefully size her up. Today, Wang Junhua had put on a lot of makeup, and his face revealed the bashfulness of a young girl — — Lowering his eyebrows, like the most docile sheep. Jin Wushu suddenly thought of her fierceness in front of Qin Gui, smiled, and looked again. Only then did he realize that it was a kind of light, thin silk garment. This was a kind of Song suit that carried Tang Feng's style. It was very open, but its bold and unrestrained style had a haziness to it, making it seem even sexier. It had the charm of a middle-aged Xu mother.

Wang Junhua was shocked by the pair of bright eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. In the sunset, the person opposite him, the man he had adored for more than ten years, was willing to go through fire and water for him. He did not hesitate to throw away all his dignity and only hoped that he could be a puddle of mud under his feet and melt in his arms.

However, even after coming for so long, the Fourth Prince had never favored him, not even once. A young girl, a hungry body, an anxious heart. An enemy like Hua Rong, whose love and hate interweaved, suddenly could not help but expand endlessly. His entire body felt like it was about to burn up.

The slave of desire.

Her voice changed and she seductively replied, "Fourth Prince …"

Jin Wushu shook his head, and faintly smiled: "Wife Wang, are you used to this place? I have indeed neglected you these past few days … "

She was crying, feeling wronged and sad. He had come all the way here and was waiting for something like this?

"Fourth Prince?"

"Wife Wang, you don't need to worry. This prince has investigated and found out that the King Qin is at the border of Liaoning. He will definitely come and find Hua Rong. Once we kill him, you won't have to suffer any more … "

Wang Junhua's hands trembled slightly, and his voice trembled as well, "Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Wang Junhua couldn't help but throw himself into his embrace, her tears pouring down like rain.

Jin Wushu held her shoulders and said gently: "Is there no news from Qin Gui recently?"

Wang Junhua wiped his tears, raised his head, and said hatefully, "That ungrateful old thief, he was afraid of Fourth Prince in the past, and was even kind to him. Now that he had become the Prime Minister, he was fearless and did not put the Servant in his eyes … Sigh, other than the Fourth Prince, there is no one else in this world who is sincere to the Servant … "

Jin Wushu carelessly said: "This prince will definitely help you take care of Qin Gui …"

Wang Junhua was overjoyed: "Fourth Prince, how are you going to take care of him?"

Before Jin Wushu could answer, a child rushed out from the shadows of the twilight. He said furiously, "Abba, you lied to me …"

He was shocked and couldn't help but release his hold on Wang Junhua. On the other side, Lu Wenlong was holding onto his two guns, with fire in his eyes, as though he had been cheated. Abba was actually lying to him! Not only did he not chase this woman away, he was instead intimate with her, just like the Xi Nuer from back then.

"Son …"

Lu Wenlong heavily stomped his spear on the ground, turned and ran away. No wonder his mother didn't come back.

His little heart, his worshipful father, could not bear such deceit.

With nothing in his arms, Wang Junhua opened his mouth to scream, but Jin Wushu had already run far away. He thought he was going to give chase, but then he stopped and stood there in a daze.

"Fourth Prince …"

She was pleasantly surprised, but after a few shouts, Jin Wushu forced a smile and entered the tent.

Wang Junhua stood in place, he was so angry that he was about to jump. The heat from his hug was still there, her lust was rising, at its peak, according to tradition, Fourth Prince would definitely have some sexual intercourse with his, he had been looking forward to it for a long time, but it was ruined by Lu Wenlong.

What could be more infuriating than suppressing a middle-aged woman's inability to vent her lust?

At this time, her hatred for Lu Wenlong had reached its peak, and she hated that she couldn't grab hold of him, slicing him two times. This child, even if he did not get rid of him, he would not be able to find peace for a day. And he, was precisely the most advantageous chess piece in Hua Rong's hands, as well as the weapon that she could use to run amuck.

From the back of the desolate forest, Ye Lvguanyin who had been watching for a while walked out from the shadows and said in a low voice, "Wife Wang …"

Wang Junhua growled. "This little bastard, if he comes here one day, he won't be able to eat any of our good fruits."

Ye Lvguanyin was overjoyed and surprised, he could ignore him but this child had already occupied the position of little prince, so he had to get rid of him no matter what.