By the time she had caught up with him, it was too late, so she sat down again in vain and waited for the dawn to come. Behind him, there was still the King Qin from the Blood War, he must have escaped, right?
In the middle of summer, the dark green shadows of the trees caressed the scorching sun above. Two forks in the road, one of them, was the distant Yanjing Palace that led to the Fourth Prince.
Lu Wenlong rode on his red rabbit horse. He was still dressed in the rich clothes of the little prince, and on his head, he still wore the high crown that he used to come out from the white seed. This filled him with a noble aura that he had developed since he was a child, making his handsome appearance even more beautiful. He held a special long spear that Jin Wushu had found someone to forge for him back when he was still in white seed, but he had been preparing for a long time. The weight of this spear was only 18 lb. It was very convenient for him to use.
But at this time, he was not in the mood to enjoy this precious and sharp spear, he only looked at Wu Qimai anxiously: "Where the hell is Abba? Why aren't you back? I'm still waiting for him to come back. I'm going with him to find my mother. " His mother left without saying goodbye. Abba did not come back even after he said goodbye.
Wu Qimai remained calm: "I'm returning to little prince, I'm just going to hunt. I'll be back soon."
"Hunting?"
"It's a tiger fight this time, so the children can't go."
Lu Wenlong's face became sullen: "Oh, didn't you say you went to discuss it with the Wolf Lord? How did it become hunting again? "
Wu Qimai realized that he had accidentally told a different lie and he was not someone who would change his mind. Seeing Lu Wenlong's aggressive attitude, he immediately shut his mouth, and did not say a word.
Lu Wenlong was unable to do it, but when he was in a hurry, he heard an impressive voice coming from the mountain. He was overjoyed, but Wu Qimai's vigilance was raised. In a moment, he saw a group of people dashing down the mountain path, and the leader was Jin Wushu.
"Abba, Abba …" Lu Wenlong went forward to welcome him, only to see Abba's forehead full of sweat, as though he had traveled a long road, sweat had also drenched his Single Shirt and stained his body. A gust of wind blew over. The sweat on his shirt seemed to be evaporating, then spreading.
Wu Qimai was a little uneasy, so he quickly handed over a big water bag to him. He took it, raised his neck, and gulped it down, before wiping his sweat, and turned to his son: "Why did you guys come here?"
"I was the one who urged Uncle Wu Qimai to come."
This kid, at such a young age, he actually knows how to take responsibility for himself? He looked at his son, slightly relieved.
Lu Wenlong could not wait any longer, "Abba, where is mother? Did you find your mother? " This was what he had asked the second day he arrived in white seed. Mom had never left without saying goodbye, not even to herself. The fear from waking up was indescribable. The shadow still lingered in the youth's heart, like last time, could it be that Abba had imprisoned his mother again? Otherwise, why would she disappear without a reason? Especially in these past few days, he had consecutively experienced several life and death battles against the Da She Tribe. Every single time, he was always on the brink of escaping from death, and only his mother had risked her life to save him. With her mother gone, who knew if she was still alive or dead?
Jin Wushu also did not expect Hua Rong to run without even saying a word. Presumably, she had flung Wen Long to her side, supported him, lost all worry, and ran without a care. He was so angry and anxious that he couldn't explain anything to his son. All he could do was bring him back for several days. However, when he arrived at Yanjing, he said that she had something important to take care of. She left his son in the care of Wu Qimai and left home without even coming back. The more Lu Wenlong thought about it, the weirder it seemed to be, and she simply could not wait patiently at home, so she forced Wu Qimai to follow him out. She knew that she was too weak to save her mother, so she insisted Wu Qimai to bring a lot of people along. Wu Qimai had no choice, and did not dare to disobey Fourth Prince's orders without permission, so he brought over ten generals to follow him, treating it as hunting. However, as Lu Wenlong asked again and again, the lies were shattered one by one.
"Abba, have you seen your mother?"
Jin Wushu did not answer him. He first looked at the people he brought, then looked at his hands.
"Where's Mom? "Where is my mother?"
He repeatedly asked this question, his expression becoming more and more panicked. But Father did not answer. Could it be that he hadn't gone to look for his mother at all?
Jin Wushu looked at his son's worried expression and shook his head. "I don't know where your mother is either."
Lu Wenlong shouted, "Aren't you going to look for mom?"
He forced a smile and said, "I'm going to take care of something, not look for your mother. I told you when I left. "
He called out, "What's more important than my mother?"
"Son, we can go look for your mother now."
"Do you know where Mom is?"
"I don't know." I've completely lost track of her. "
Lu Wenlong stared at him, and only now did he realize that his father's face was also filled with anxiety, obviously, he really did not know about his mother's news. Since he didn't even know the answer, how could he find it?
"Abba, where can we find our mother?"
"Well, I don't know. Your mother is so stubborn that you really don't know where she went. " This woman had not been able to calm down, and had been tormenting herself every day. He didn't know what kind of effort he would put in before stopping. But, if not for that, he would not be Hua Rong.
Lu Wenlong was silent for a moment, then raised his two guns, "Not good, your mother must be in trouble, I'm in danger …"
"Son, don't worry, we'll go find your mother immediately. She must be fine. "
Lu Wenlong saw that Abba's expression was a little strange, as though he was not really worried about her mother's life and death. At least, he wasn't as anxious as he was. He thought that it was because Abba did not know about the dangers that he and his mother had experienced together. He did not know, that he did not know about the terror of a raging fire. At that time, other than his mother, he had no one else to rely on! He was still a teenager, but he had experienced the few months of life in the Da She Tribe. It was because of this that he was able to grow so quickly. He was no longer the innocent and ignorant youth from before. Because of this, he was extremely worried about his mother's safety.
Jin Wushu patted his head, "There's always a reason for your mother to suddenly leave. Don't keep worrying. "
He was stunned, holding his spear, he lowered his head, feeling very sad, "Why would Mommy leave? In the past, she wouldn't have left without telling me. She would never part with me unless she had to. Furthermore, she also said that she, she really wants to see the Little Tiger's head, did she not want me just to find it? I haven't even seen the Little Tiger's head yet … "
Jin Wushu was also stunned. This child was once so strong. However, these past few days, he had received Hua Rong's care and doted upon him, enjoying that kind of motherly warmth. Unknowingly, he had become more sensitive, and his attachment to his mother had grown even deeper. After finding out that his mother had gone missing, he was simply dumbfounded. He didn't say anything along the way, and even the joy brought by the rain had completely disappeared. He had become a silent teenager.
"Son, this isn't good!" Jin Wushu was a little unhappy. Such a sentimental child was inconsistent with his character, moreover, it was not a man's doing. He was extremely worried in his heart. Hua Rong would leave sooner or later, and she didn't even know where she was right now. If she were to leave Jinguo completely, what would happen to her son? He said earnestly, "Son, you're going to grow up. You always have to leave your mother. What man can rely on his mother all his life? "Besides, the good men of our Da Jin are all men who can do whatever they want. They'll be stained with blood in the battlefield, and if they rely on our mother, they can only be laughed at as cowards …"
"I'm not relying on my mother. I'm worried about my mother. Are those good guys not worried even when their mother is in trouble? "
This was the first time he had talked back to his father.
Jin Wushu didn't know how to answer at the moment. The child had been taken care of by a servant of the milkmaid since young, and just like all men in the world, he maintained a certain dignity in front of this child. Furthermore, he had fought outside all year round, so it was impossible for him to communicate deeply with his son. He had thought that he already knew his son very well. Little did he know that Lu Wenlong was at the most critical growth stage of the young people, which was also the most rebellious stage. After a while, he would become an adult.
Jin Wushu normally did not have much patience, but seeing him so sad, although he hated this brat for being too childish, he did not have the heart to scold him. Seeing him become more and more impatient, his heart trembled.
"Son, listen to me. Let's go home first. Maybe your mother will come back herself."
Lu Wenlong looked at him in disbelief. Could it be that he wasn't going to look for his mother?
"If Mother were to come back, she wouldn't go!"
Jin Wushu raised his voice a little, "Don't forget, in the past, when we were on the grassland, your mother would often go out alone. Not for the first time. "
Lu Wenlong's gaze was even more strange. "Abba, could it be that you don't know? Mom used to tell me every time she left. In fact, every time she left the Da She Tribe, she would tell me some things … " Suddenly, he realized that he had become his mother's right-hand man. Even when it came to big things, his mother would listen to his advice and leave some things to him. This time was different. This time, Mom didn't say anything.
"No, I'm going to find my mother. I know where she is. " Lu Wenlong pulled his horse, and actually wanted to head towards Da She's tribe. He only knew that Hua Rong might be going to Da She's tribe.
"Where are you going?"
"Da She Tribe. Uncle Da She must know her whereabouts. "
"You're not allowed to go!"
"I know the way. I will find her."
"She's not there."
"Then where is my mother? Abba, you know? Do you know why you didn't tell me? "