C520 one male and one female

Hua Rong's voice drifted through the air, penetrating the layers of snowflakes, and entered everyone's ears: "Wen Long, do you want to follow Fourth Prince or me?"

She was neither called "Abba" nor "Mother." Those were the choices made by two countries and two worlds, and they were given to a child. How cruel. She stared at her son, forcefully calming herself down. Even if it was a child, they had to bear the cost of war and the destruction of their country!

Lu Wenlong pulled her hand and turned his head back to look at his father blankly. His eyes were filled with despair.

"Wen Long, are you following the Fourth Prince or me?"

The child stammered, "I want to follow my father... "I want to follow mother as well …" He gathered up his courage and asked, "Can't we follow them all?"

Hua Rong resolutely shook her head: "No!"

"Mom …"

"Wen Long, if you follow Fourth Prince, then we will break off our relationship as mother and son. I will never come see you again in this life. If you want to follow me, then follow me immediately! "

Fear appeared in Lu Wenlong's eyes as he panicked. He cried, "Mother, why …"

Jin Wushu rushed forward and screamed, "Hua Rong, why are you forcing your child like this? "He's still young, he doesn't know anything …"

Hua Rong completely ignored his roar, looked at the child, and said with a gentle and calm tone: "Wen Long, between Fourth Prince and I, you must choose one. No matter what choice you make, I won't blame you. "

"Mommy, Mommy …" Lu Wenlong was full of tears and did not know what to do. His gaze swivelled back and forth between Abba and her mother.

Jin Wushu's heart felt as if it was being cut by a knife. He hugged her son tightly: "Hua Rong, you're going too far …"

Hua Rong turned a deaf ear but her voice was still clear, "Wen Long, there is no way that Fourth Prince and I can coexist peacefully, so you can only choose to do so. Do you want your mother or the Abba? "

Burying in his father's embrace, Lu Wenlong sobbed and stuttered incoherently, "Mother, Abba … "What should I do …"

"Son, don't be afraid. With the Abba here, you have the Abba!"

Even Zha He took a step forward. He had wanted to advise Hua Rong, but he was well aware of the grudge between them, of the grudges between them, of the grudges between them, of the Fourth Prince and Yue Pengju. There was no point speaking any further.

Lu Wenlong sobbed in her father's arms, and was speechless for a long time. Hua Rong quietly sat on the horse for a long time. The child had a deep relationship with Jin Wushu, so even if she was ashamed to face Lu Deng and his wife, she didn't want to force them. She sighed softly, "Son, take care. In the future, you better listen to your Abba's words. "

With her hand on the horse's belly, the Black Moonlight let out a cry and started galloping. Zha He looked at Lu Wenlong, mounted on a horse, waved his hand, and followed the group of barbarians.

Wu Qimai warned them in a low voice: "Fourth Prince, they ran away."

Lu Wenlong suddenly raised his head from his father's embrace, and looked towards the direction in which his mother had left. The little child already completely understood that this time, it was time to bid farewell to his mother. These days, her concern and pity, her mother's warmth and affection, had long been assimilated into her bones. He struggled free from his father's grasp, even forgetting about the Chinese date horse. He chased after his mother on foot, crying as he ran: "Mom, wait for me, wait for me …"

This was the first time in Jin Wushu's life that tears streamed down his face as he ran to chase after his son, "Wen Long, Wen Long … "Son, son …"

However, Lu Wenlong did not care about it as he continued to chase after his. As he ran, he shouted, "Mom, wait for me! I want you!

Waves of wails followed the biting north wind and entered his ears. Hua Rong's hand that was holding the horse rein slowly drooped down, the Black Moonlight's speed also slowed down.

"Mom, wait for me …"

She finally reined in her horse, heartbroken.

Behind him, Lu Wenlong stepped on the snow as he chased after him with a shallow kick. He stumbled and almost slipped on the ground a few times. Jin Wushu chased after him. Without riding a horse, he shouted continuously, "Son, son …"

Hua Rong clenched her teeth, steeled her heart, and was about to gallop away, when she heard Lu Wenlong's heart-wrenching voice: "Mother, wait for me, I will follow you, I want to follow you …."

Her heart relaxed. Although she was so happy, her tears fell like rain, and her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

She dismounted and ran to her son, who, far away, was hugging her mother and her son almost at the same time. He had won this gamble, but in such a terrifying way.

She held him close, hot tears falling on his face, melting the snow on his eyes and eyebrows and lashes in an instant.

"Mom, I want to follow you, I want to follow you …"

Hua Rong could not speak, and could only nod her head with all her might.

Jin Wushu stood there in a daze, unable to take another step forward. His eyes were unfocused, he turned his face away, unable to bear the sight.

After a long while, Hua Rong raised her head, wiping the tears off his son's face, and looked at Jin Wushu: "Fourth Prince, this is my son's choice."

Jin Wushu took a step back.

The Chinese date horse had already been led over by Zha He. Hua Rong supported his son and jumped onto the horse. Lu Wenlong turned his head and looked at his father.

"Abba …"

Wu Qimai and the rest of the servants were furious, they shouted: "little prince, Fourth Prince loves you so much, why did you leave?"

"Why did you follow that woman when you didn't want anything good?"

"Truly an ungrateful person …"

Jin Wushu waved his hand and sternly commanded everyone to leave.

Hua Rong also mounted the horse, cupped her fists and said: "Fourth Prince, thank you for fulfilling my wish."

Jin Wushu stared at her intently: "Are you going to leave this place immediately? Where are you taking your son? "

Hua Rong was silent for a moment, then shook her head and said indifferently: "It's better to not see each other than to meet. Fourth Prince, let's part ways here."

She hardened her heart and whipped the Chinese date horse, causing it to feel pain as she carried Lu Wenlong and ran. Within the cold wind, only Lu Wenlong's voice could be heard, "Abba, Abba..."

The Black Moonlight's mane was like a shiny black ball. Gradually, it also became the last speck of light in the snow.

Jin Wushu stood where he was, the wind and snow filling his eyes, as though he had become a snowman.

When Wu Qimai walked over, he was still indignant. "Fourth Prince, why did you let them go? Why are you being so kind to her, and why does she still want to go? Not only did she leave, he also wanted to snatch the little prince away. "What an ungrateful woman …"

Jin Wushu turned a deaf ear.

"Fourth Prince, do you want to continue attacking the Da She Tribe?"

"Let's go back."

"Fourth Prince, Da She Tribe is the key for us to eliminate Ye Lvdayong. When Hua Rong returns, doesn't that mean that she is raising a tiger and causing trouble? "

"Hua Rong will definitely not rely on Ye Lvdayong. She was here to kill Qin Gui and Zhao Deji, not to attack Big Gold. She and Ye Lvdayong have different goals. "

"Don't forget, the King Qin is over there."

"She will not go to the King Qin either. This is because King Qin is already married and has children. "

Wu Qimai hesitated for a while, but still decided to give a "warning" in the end: "Fourth Prince, this subordinate feels that you have become a little disheartened, and are no longer as ambitious as before …"

Jin Wushu's mood had waned and he let out a long sigh. He did not know why he had such an obvious and obvious feeling of aversion to battle. He had fought in battles for half his life, and had suffered countless casualties. Although his achievements were impressive, in the end, everyone around him was an enemy. Even his son could not be protected — it was the blood of the enemy general.

"Wu Qimai, remember this, as long as Hua Rong moves alone in the future, you need not make an enemy out of her."

Wu Qimai could only obey.

Da She Tribe.

When Da She and the rest saw that Hua Rong and the rest had returned, they anxiously went forward to welcome them. They were afraid that everyone would be in trouble, and upon seeing that everyone had returned safely, they calmed down.

Along the way, Hua Rong had already calmed down. She carefully observed her son, but seeing that he was still bowing his head as if he was sad to part with his father, she pulled him down from the horse, and said softly: "Son, New Year's Eve has arrived. We want to have a holiday." She immediately gave the order for the tribe to welcome the new year.

In the end, Lu Wenlong was still a child. Although he was sad for a while, but seeing that his mother had arranged such a grand festival, with so many children playing around, he quickly smiled again. Seeing the children running around in front of him, Hua Rong naturally thought of her own son. Where was the head of the Little Tiger? Who was he with this New Year's Eve?

The wild people enjoyed their time, but Zha He was worried. He took this opportunity to walk to Hua Rong's side. Hua Rong asked him with a smile: "Zha He, why don't you go and dance?"

Zha He shook his head and said softly: "The little boys, Fourth Prince has already discovered our whereabouts, and Ye Lvdayong is determined to get our side. We must choose one side to rely on, or else, if we are attacked from two sides, wouldn't we be wiped out?"

Hua Rong had also thought about it. She asked, "Which side do you think we should go to?"

Without hesitation, Zha He said, "Surrender to King Qin!"

"You said to follow Ye Lvdayong?"

"NO!" Only with the King Qin. Because no one other than him will truly safeguard our interests. "

"You trust him that much?"

Zha He laughed out loud. "He is a reliable person. The little boys, we can only rely on him. The other two parties are not safe. "

Hua Rong shook her head, and said after a while: "Maybe, we can only take the third way."

Zha He was very surprised, was she not willing to rely on the King Qin?

"The little boys, what's the third way?"

To seek refuge with Ye Lvdayong was undoubtedly like asking a tiger for its skin, submitting to the King Qin would not only give Jin Wushu an excuse to exterminate him, but also cause the two of them to fall into an awkward situation once again. She carefully thought over her husband's past plans. If Pengju was here, what would he do?

The 30th of December was the coldest day of the year. The howling wind swept through the snowy sky.

In the center of the square, a large fire was set up in a sheltered area. It was filled with a dazzling array of fruit wine, barbecue, etc. The barbarians were singing and dancing; they were all drunk. Almost all of the important generals under Ye Lvdayong's command were present, with Ye Lvlongxu, Liu Wu and the rest present.

In the barbarian's temporary "palace", King Qin's legs were tied up with a thick layer of ointment. When he sat up and stretched, he realized that he could move freely.

"Old ghost Jeru's medicine is really effective, haha, laozi will get better soon."

An Zhigang was also overjoyed, "Let's wait for your highness to finish, then we can have a showdown with Fourth Prince.