Hua Rong looked at Wang Junhua. She seemed to be like a fly that automatically attached itself. No matter where Jin Wushu was, she followed him. Behind him, she was respectful and servile, like his rag. When necessary, she could pick it up and wipe away all dirt at any time When Jin Wushu was away, she took the initiative to turn to Zhao Deji, the "eunuch party"

What is the difference between Jin Wushu and Zhao Deji?

Once, she thought that Jin Wushu was a little better than Zhao Deji, at least a bloody man!

However, in ancient times, it is rare for a man of great talent and ambition to put so much emphasis on such scum as shamelessly humiliating Wang Junhua and Qin Hui, right?

She couldn't help laughing

Wang Junhua angrily said, "can you still laugh?"

"Wang Junhua, it seems that you can not only be the queen of Jin Wu Shu, but also the queen of the world, the queen of the Song Dynasty?!"

Wang Junhua knew that she was sarcastic, but he couldn't help but be happy. His heart was pounding and he leaned closer to Jin Wushu. It seemed that the closer he was to him at this time, the greater the hope of his "Queen" would be She smiled so proudly: "Hua Rong, are you regretful? Jealous? Unfortunately, it's too late, too late..."

Jin Wushu also sneered: "Hua Rong, if you were half as smart as Wang Junhua, you wouldn't be today."

Wang Junhua glanced at the sword against her neck In fact, what she hopes most is that the fourth Prince's sword will pierce her neck and look at this hateful woman to be absolutely angry, rather than wordy here However, the fourth Prince didn't move, so she had to look at it, staring at it, and couldn't show any impatience. She was as docile as the best Mommy

She was afraid that the fourth prince was thirsty. At such a time, she also thought of getting him a cup of tea: "young master, are you thirsty..."

Jin Wushu only said, "No."

Wang Junhua took a sip of it himself, looking leisurely like a housewife: "Hua Rong, you are a fool who was born to die. A fool, an out and out fool, can't even serve a man. A woman is also delusional to ascend to the sky. A hen Si Chen, if you don't die, who will die?"

These two people have the same ideals and interests

Hua Rong looked at Jin Wushu curiously. Before he left, he was still dressed as a childe of the Southern Dynasty. His body was the strong and burly body of the Jin Dynasty, but his temperament pretended to be the elegance of the scholars of the Southern Dynasty In particular, the sword in his hand is a good ancient sword, which is very ancient and elegant in shape and has strong and soft power Like a knife, it has a blade on one side and a back on the other side, with a narrow groove on it The middle of the sword body is printed with a wide groove, which is more than 3 feet long and looks extremely light Hua Rong didn't study the sword, but seeing such a Qingfeng, he also knew that it must be the treasure of the Central Plains Jin Wushu held it in his hand, and the light of the knife couldn't leave the flower dissolving his neck for a moment

Seeing Hua Rong staring at the sword, he said coldly, "this is the folding iron sword used by the ancient general."

"Snatched from Jingkang's great disaster?"

"No, Qin Hui gave it to me."

Qin Hui actually hid such good things. It can be seen that he secretly collected many good things to honor Jin Wushu after he became a high-ranking official in the two years since he returned to the state of song It seems that Jin Wushu's sending his husband and wife back to Song Dynasty is really a lucrative business

The cold light of the sword, the flow of her eyes, long eyelashes seemed to fall into the shadow of the sword, and the light and shadow flickered

Ancient sword

The exquisite tea cup of the official kiln on the table

A simple and elegant woman with embroidered clothes beside her

All this constitutes an extraordinary novel beauty

How harmonious everything is

Jin Wushu's eyes softened a little, and the tip of the sword couldn't help moving away a little. He looked down at her. For a moment, he even forgot that this was a life and death hostility, but enjoyed something together with the woman he wanted

"Hua Rong!"

“???”

"Hua Rong..."

Wang Junhua kept looking at his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but panic Although the fourth Prince chose himself twice, he still couldn't help but panic, as if he was not the opponent of this woman! Because the fourth Prince has never seen himself with such eyes

How can you not be her opponent?

No matter how lingering your eyes are, how can you defeat the substantive choice at the critical moment? This is the real benefit, isn't it?

From Zhao Deji to the fourth prince, he has been sweeping the world. Who can be his opponent if he wants to win the favor of men? Who can?

Flowers can't dissolve!

What did she do for the fourth prince?

Why should the fourth Prince look at her like this?

She had a stronger idea in her heart, and her cheek was still in faint pain. She must kill this woman! This woman will never die, and she will never be at peace!

Hua Rong hasn't seen Wang Junhua at all Jin Wushu didn't look at Wang Junhua either, and his eyes only lingered on the ancient sword and the face opposite

Sword hero

A confidant of beauty

Why is it that every time we face such an embarrassing death? Why?

Hua Rong slowly opened his mouth, his white teeth loomed, his lips with a fresh purplish red, his voice was gentle, and his tone was cold: "Jin Wushu, I really mistook you!"

"Hum."

"I always thought you were at least bloodier than Zhao Deji, or at least a man. Today, I found that you were the same as Zhao Deji and Qin Hui..." she smiled slightly, and Wang Junhua beside her couldn't help but snort coldly. She wanted to slap it in the face, pull the long and agitated eyelashes out, and dig out her eyes to see if she could have such eyes!

These are the eyes of the fox spirit!

There should be such a fox spirit in the world

Fortunately, it's a fox spirit with a big temper. If Yelv Guanyin is like this, how can he be her opponent? It's a pity that such a pair of eyes

Jin Wushu heard Wang Junhua's cold hum, and looked at Hua Rong. Rao was deep in his mind, and his anger did not appear in his face. At the moment, he was also a little flushed He always thought highly of himself. Qin Hui was just a dog in his eyes. Zhao Deji was caught by the search mountain and the sea. He was just a timid and cunning Tuotu. Hearing that Hua Rong repeatedly compared himself to these two people, the last trace of patience was completely extinguished. Anger accompanied by determination, he raised his voice: "Hua Rong, for the sake of the past love and son, the crown prince will give you one last chance. Are you going or not?"

Last chance!

Under such circumstances, the fourth prince even gave this woman a chance?

Wang Junhua's heart was sour: "fourth prince, she..."

Jin Wushu was very impatient: "Hua Rong, it's you who gave up the honor of the queen. You should have killed you immediately after you repeatedly spoke unkindly, but I'll give you a chance. Queen, you don't need to think about it. When you come to the kingdom of Jin and become a concubine of the crown prince, you can still change your life..."

The tip of the sword has been completely close to the neck, and the cold Qingfeng has a chilling chill

Hua Rong leaned slightly on the back of the chair, smiled and exhaled, "what are you? I'll go with you? Even if I say a word to someone like you again, it will humiliate my Hua's ancestors and my husband's family style."

Then she shut her mouth and never said a word again

Anger has already burned the eyes of Jin Wushu, the prisoner in front of him, the woman who has repeatedly fallen into his hands, he has repeatedly forgiven her and tried his best to please her. Unexpectedly, what he has gained is such a dead end

Even though he even held the honor of the queen at her feet, she kicked him away

Frustration, intense frustration

It is more unbearable than the defeat of a big battle It was emotional and spiritual powerlessness to conquer, and it was the most powerful resistance in the Southern Dynasty

It seems that it is not her challenge alone, but the challenge of a group!

Even if the flesh is destroyed, faith cannot be destroyed

His sword moved forward a little, and with another force, it almost immediately cut her neck

At this time, it was already bright, the wind and snow had stopped, and the long lost sunshine appeared The wind blew in from the open window, with a fresh breath. A ray of sunshine shone on her face, like a blooming and withered flower, which was about to come to the end of life

The cry of her son had completely disappeared. At this time, Hua Rong had no worries in her heart. Her face calmed down, tossed about in the middle of the night, and she was tired. She leaned back in her chair, as if she didn't feel the deadline of life and death at all. She closed her eyes and fell asleep

Wang Junhua's eyes almost burst into flames In her heart, she has almost designed a thousand times of all kinds of cruel torture, and will not stop until the flowers are dissolved and tortured to make people neither human nor ghost This woman wants to die and ask for an end. How can she die so easily? However, I can't wait for the fourth Prince's sword to move forward

Go a little further, and the result is the woman you hate most

Even if you can't get the pleasure of tormenting her, isn't it far better to see the fourth Prince kill her by himself?

The greatest pleasure of a woman is to look at her beloved man and kill her rival

Such happiness is really greater than all pleasure

She said softly, "young master, you said you would reward me..."

“……”

"Today, the reward of the slave is that you kill this woman immediately!"

“……”

"Young master, there are so many beautiful women in the Southern Dynasty. No matter how much you want, I'll find you. From today on, I'll personally choose ten beautiful virgins of superior beauty for you... Young master, I've offended..."

When she saw Jin Wushu's hand holding the handle of the sword trembling slightly, she was suddenly surprised, and suddenly pushed his elbow and arm hard, and the sword immediately stabbed forward

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Yue Pengju rushed to Wuliting

Although it was the coldest winter day, sweat ran out all over the body. As soon as it stopped, it condensed into ice The heart seems to be frozen like ice At this time, all kinds of anger towards Zhao Deji had turned into worries about his wife and son

Who is the most likely to catch them?

Two horses came running from two different directions: "report, there is no sign of Madam ahead."

"According to the report, the Miao and Liu rebels fled to Fujian, but there was no news of their wives..."

"I've been looking for it for thirty miles, and there's no news..."

No,

There is no one to look for

He looked around, and there were all his closest subordinates

He sat on the horse, the spear in his hand inadvertently pointed in a direction, and slowly said, "Zhang Xian, you lead 20 Jingqi to follow me, and everyone else, go back and stand by."