C543 Anger

Jin Wushu was choked speechless, but he was indescribably relieved. It was a strange feeling. If he was with her, he could freely speak. He could even speak out the deepest desires and ambitions in his heart. He was not afraid of being betrayed or laughed at. It was just like chatting. He was the only one who dared to say something like this. Who else could she possibly dare to say such outrageous words?

Hua Rong suddenly asked: "Do you know the location of the King Qin?"

When he heard her mention the King Qin, he got angry for no reason, "Why are you asking him?"

"It's nothing. It's just that, he's your old rival now. I just want to ask if you know anything about him."

He said bitterly, "This old thief is even craftier than poisonous snakes and even more slippery than loaches. If I catch him, I'll kill him …" He knew that Hua Rong was a taboo so he didn't want to go against her at all. At this moment, he immediately changed the topic, "Hua Rong, luckily you didn't go to him, he is not trustworthy …"

She nodded seriously. "Of course I wouldn't go to him."

He was not sure if what she said was true or not. Was he afraid that he would kill King Qin because of this, or was he really done with King Qin?

As if seeing through his thoughts, she said directly: "Fourth Prince, you actually don't need to painstakingly kill this King Qin …"

Her uncontrollable defensive tone made him burn with jealousy, and he coldly said: "King Qin isn't easy to kill. Perhaps, it would be good if he doesn't kill me."

"He's married and has children, and he's on his way back to the sea. I don't want to get involved with you."

"If that pirate really left, I might as well spare him."

Hua Rong smiled lightly: "Actually, killing Yue Pengju is already enough for you. King Qin is just an outsider. "

He could not answer the remaining bitterness and melancholy in his tone.

Jin Wushu looked at the distant setting sun, which vaguely yet warmly shone on the wild flowers that covered the banks of the river, mixing them together and forming a kind of multi-colored brilliance, as if it was the last glory before sunset.

"Hua Rong, look, the sunset is so beautiful!"

She turned her head away from him. "No, I hate sunset!"

"Oh?" "Why?"

Why? The beauty of the setting sun would always bring disaster; he didn't even know if he would be able to see it rise up into the sky once it landed on the mountain. Since Shi Qi was young, she had always hated the sunset.

"Hua Rong, don't you think it's beautiful? The setting sun was one of the most beautiful things in the world. Watching the most beautiful disappear in front of him was an extreme sadness. "You Han people have the saying 'The setting sun shines on ancient roads, and no one speaks. The autumn wind listens to the cries of horses'; 'Outside the setting sun, the autumn wind shuts off the four days' …"

She hastily interrupted his elegance and said in a sharp voice, "Haven't you ever heard of 'The setting sun is infinitely good, it's only near dusk'?"

He was stunned and could not continue.

The woman who had once worn a red palace dress and had her hand on her cheek was gone; the woman who had made tea with her bare hands was also gone; even the fisherman's daughter who had taken the bait in the evening, after singing a song, was also gone. All that was left was the haggard woman sitting beside him, whose mind was filled with nothing but revenge.

Even the setting sun had become a devil in her eyes.

The two of them fell into silence. The sun was setting in the sky, and although their eyes were red, there was no room for further discussion.

Lu Wenlong's voice sounded outside the forest, "Mother, Abba..."

Jin Wushu watched as he ran over, holding onto his spear, valiantly and valiantly. After these few days of training, he seemed to have grown a head taller, and a handsome youth slowly took the shape of a man.

Vaguely, it was a long-awaited amorous atmosphere. A beautiful wife and young son were the only family they had left behind.

"Hua Rong, I only have this one son!"

After saying that, he noticed the grief in his tone. Like a resentful man.

"No, Fourth Prince, you have many children …" He suddenly recalled that he did indeed have a son, but now that his sons were all dead, he changed his mind. "You still have a daughter …"

"But, they are not as good as Wen Long. All year long, when we fought in wars outside, none of them were close to me, and not even a single one of them acted coquettishly in front of me. "

Of course. He thought she was just a daughter. No matter if it was the Da Song or the Great Gold, what they needed were men. Labour, brave warriors, and their daughters were all useless. Since he had never poured his heart's blood into it, how could he lick such a deep emotion?

"If you want Wenlong, you can bring him back!"

"He was slightly angry, that's how it was. At first, he desperately wanted to take away the child, but now he desperately wanted to return it." Hua Rong, have you never thought about how your child would feel? "

Before Hua Rong could reply, Lu Wenlong had already ran over and sat between the two of them. He was holding onto one of them with each hand and was full of smiles. This was the first time he had not seen the two of them argue. They sat together in such harmony and were not enemies, as if they were real family. Abba, it's great, I always hoped it would be like this … "Heh, mother, this is great …"

The two of them smiled. Jin Wushu could not help but look and realised, this was the first time the two of them looked so coordinated. His heart skipped a beat. The feeling of being moved that he had not felt in a long time suddenly surged up, bringing with it a faint warmth and hazy joy.

"Abba, the red rabbit horse you gave me is really great … Mother, Abba brought me a lot of good stuff, haha, I really like it … "

He chattered on and on, as if he were experiencing for the first time the joy of being both father and mother, the joy of being greatly doted upon as a child.

Hua Rong listened in silence. The more it was at this moment, the more unwilling she was to splash cold water on her child. Even if it was just an illusion, she would still be willing to do her best to keep him happy for a short period of time.

Jin Wushu held his son's hand, and looked at the bonfire that was already starting to light up in the distance. Lu Wenlong followed his gaze and said happily: "Abba, we are holding a banquet tonight. You can stay, it's very fun …"

Just as Jin Wushu was about to answer "okay", Hua Rong opened her mouth first: "Wen Long, that isn't a banquet, it's a summoning of souls. It's a memorial service for the dead souls of the clan members. Your Abba is not suitable for you to stay. "

Jin Wushu's face was filled with disappointment. He naturally knew that this was a summoning spirit and if he stayed behind, Da She believed that his tribe would also be very happy. However, Hua Rong was clearly kicking him out.

"Hua Rong, I want to accompany my son.

"If you want to accompany him, you can bring him along. Isn't it better to spend time with him from morning to night?"

He suddenly stood up, feeling a bit angry. He knew what she was planning. As long as he threw away this' bundle ', she would be able to easily step into the fray and die! But he wasn't what she wanted him to be.

Lu Wenlong quickly pulled him back: Abba, where are you going?

"It's getting late, your Abba should go back."

He finally could not hold it in anymore, "Hua Rong, I don't need you to urge me to leave.

She did not continue.

In front, the Golden Army had already formed a formation and was waiting for the order from the main marshal to set off on their journey back. They travelled through the night. It was unknown when they had met again. Lu Wenlong chased after him reluctantly. "Abba, when will you be back?"

"I'll be here any time your mother agrees."

The ball returned, but Hua Rong did not take it, and pretended not to hear anything.

Jin Wushu bade farewell to his son, waved his hand, and jumped on his horse. He suddenly turned around and beckoned his son: "Wen Long, come here. Abba has something to tell you."

Lu Wenlong ran over. His voice was very low, and the father and son pair were practically whispering to each other. Lu Wenlong's face gradually revealed a smile, and he could only nod vigorously.

He was extremely happy. "Abba, are you never going to be angry with your mother again?"

"No, Abba swore that he would neither beat her nor lock her up …" He pondered for a moment. He knew that the child's memory of that memory was still fresh, so he was exceptionally cautious.

"Tell her that Abba likes her and will treat her well for the rest of her life."

"Abba, why didn't you say it yourself?"

"Because she listened to you. She would only believe you if you told her. Son, have you forgotten the rules of our King's Oath? To find a witness, I need two stones … " Jin Wushu smiled mysteriously and actually took out a piece of jade from his bosom. It was a jade pendant that could be split into two pieces, and it was extremely rare. He quietly gave half of it to his son, "Son, take it, this way you'll be a witness. From now on, the Abba will not dare to treat your mother badly, understand?"

Lu Wenlong hurriedly kept the jade in his bosom. He had grown up in the Jinguo and was familiar with the customs here. He clapped his hands and also imitated Abba to say in a mysterious voice, extremely pleased with himself: "Hah, that's right. "With me as a witness, you won't dare to treat mom badly in the future …"

"Son, you're so smart!" Jin Wushu patted his shoulder, and then looked at Hua Rong's direction with a smile on his face.

Lu Wenlong rubbed his hands in excitement. Jin Wushu was very satisfied, he had only started to run.

Lu Wenlong chased after him until everyone disappeared without a trace before running back. On the bank of the river full of flowers, he ran towards Hua Rong as he welcomed the night breeze. He pulled her hand and said happily: "Mom, Abba asked me to tell you …."

"What is it?"

"He said that he likes you. In the future, he will definitely treat you well and treat Little Tiger well. Abba also hopes that the three of us can be together. He said that as long as I obediently obey you, I will follow you every day and show filial respect. One day, we will be together … "

Hua Rong was stunned for a moment. Jin Wushu actually said that to the child.

"Mom, what do you think?"

She did not answer. Ahead of them, the night wind rustled, and as night fell, the forest began to turn gloomy. The air was filled with the smell of blood, reminding him of the countless corpses that had been turned into rivers by the venomous snakes.

The only ones qualified to request for love and romance were always the victor. Jin Wushu, he was overwhelmed by his victory, and had greatly exceeded his expectations. He thought that he could easily capture everything that was good for him, and was currently performing "Iron man's gentleness" without restraint.

Jin Wushu was actually a clever man!

An unrealistic sportsman.

It was raining heavily, and the surrounding valley looked as if it had been washed. The brown sand was smooth and clean, and the surrounding shrubs were as green as lumps of black velvet.

The valley where the troops were trained in the past had become silent. Large groups of soldiers had already evacuated, leaving behind only 3,000 men to carry the last of the supplies.