C439 tiger-skin garment

Ye Lvguanyin sneered: "True feelings? "My father and brother died miserably, my son died miserably, and even …" Even the miserable death of his lover, the Chidan soldier, and the distress he had suffered, all these made his wish that he could swallow Jin Wushu's blood alive. Her face was full of urgency, "Your Highness, can you give me the Servant medicine?"

"I want to concoct this medicine differently. You can come back for it in three days. "

"Yes."

With that, Ye Lvguanyin only heard the sound of wind blowing on the door, and looked, Ye Lvdayong had already disappeared. She stood there looking quietly at himself in his old, narrow, close-fitting dress, the clothes worn only by the lowest of women. And the hands, the beautiful hands of the past, had been roughened by the life of laundry. She clenched his fists. He must not let this terrible and lowly life continue.

The camp of the Fourth Prince Palace moved to the other side of the lake, where there were groups and groups of wild animals. Hunting was Jin Wushu's favorite, he brought his son to hunt, eating all kinds of wild animals everyday, and was never tired of it.

Lu Wenlong brought his bow and arrows and chased after a wild goat. When Jin Wushu saw that he was so happy, he did not stop him and allowed him to chase after the sheep.

After running for over five kilometers, they had already reached the end of the lake, which was covered with dense forest. Lu Wenlong knew that it would be extremely difficult to find the sheep again once they entered the lake, so he sped up his pace and shot another arrow. The sheep had already entered a red dense forest.

He was disappointed. Looking at the mangrove forest, he turned his horse to head back. A pair of eyes, so gentle. He stared at the woman in front of him, who had suddenly emerged from the woods. The woman was dressed like an ordinary person. Her expression was warm and clean, and her entire body seemed to be exuding the fragrance of wild flowers. She was like a fairy that had suddenly walked out of a jungle.

This gentle gaze was too familiar. Then, a smile appeared on his face, a warm and loving smile. He stood rooted to the spot, feeling that this was the most beautiful woman in the world. With the adoration of a child, it was a gentle voice that could only be heard in dreams, "Child, is this the children of Wen Long?"

Lu Wenlong jumped down from the horse and said, "Mother, it's mother … Mom, is that you? "

Hua Rong hugged him tightly, only to realize that this youth was almost as tall as him. Lu Wenlong had already grown up into a teenager. He was good-looking, his hair was braided, and he was a real baby girl from the beginning to the end. Her voice was choked with sobs, and his eyes were moist. "Son, have you been well all these years?"

The child raised his head and tightly held her hand. He was overjoyed. "Mom, I'm fine …"

"Mom is really sorry, I never came to find you …"

"Didn't you find me now? Mom, I look forward to your visit every day. " He was elated. It was the sincerity of a child. He had always thought that Hua Rong was his biological mother and had such feelings for her, like a newborn child. The first time he held her mother's hand, he eagerly looked forward to it, "Mom, come back with me. Abba told me that you were about to come, and I didn't dare believe it."

She wrapped her arms around the child's shoulders and looked away from his expectant face.

"Mother, let's go back. Abba will definitely be very happy. Abba said that he will never lock you up again …"

Her voice was choked with sobs. After a while she said, "Son, listen to me. I just came to see you. "Mum still has things to do, so she's leaving …"

Lu Wenlong was surprised and disappointed. "Mom, didn't you come specially to find me?"

Hua Rong was speechless. She slowly took off the bundle on her body. "Child, this is a set of clothes that mother made for you."

Lu Wenlong opened it and saw a set of clothes covered by a tiger's skin. There were some small holes on the tiger skin and it was not very good, but Hua Rong had used the same color yellow silk thread to stitch it, so she could not see anything. This was something that she had found from Yanjing's junk shop and spent the entire night cooking.

Lu Wenlong took off the clothes, and didn't let go of her hand either: "Mom, I beat up a tiger a few days ago, I'll dry the tiger skin, you'll definitely like it if you see it."

The first gift that a young boy would get from hunting was usually to give to his mother. Hua Rong carefully examined her son and discovered the sincerity and kindness between his brows, as well as the infinite comfort. At the very least, Jin Wushu treated him well.

"Leave the tiger's skin for mother. When mother is done with her business, I will come and find you."

It was only then that Lu Wenlong slowly realized that his mother was definitely not going home for him. This was not her home, and he could not spend time with her either.

"Mom, where do you live? Can I come and see you? "

Hua Rong was afraid that he would be in danger, since she was only a teenager, so she did not dare to let him take the risk.

"Mom, I want to live with you, okay?"

Hua Rong was startled, and subconsciously agreed with a "Alright." She closed her eyes and thought of the Little Tiger's head. If there was another brother, she wondered how happy he would be. He suddenly had a plan in his heart: He was incapable of taking care of Lu Wenlong, but with such a vast expanse of land like the Sunset Island, how could there not be a place for him? It wasn't a good thing to be a father to a thief for the rest of his life. If one day, his life would be exposed, in the face of that tiger-like woman, it would be hard to imagine how he would survive.

She asked gently: "You don't want to be with Abba?"

"Yes." Abba loves me, but Abba is often not at home. I want to have a mother, everyone else has a mother, but I don't. I hope that mother and Abba are together. "

Hua Rong laughed bitterly, she was unable to explain to him the grudge between the two of them, nor was she able to explain anything. She shook his hand again, looked at the bow and arrow hanging from his shoulder, and praised: "Son, you are very good. "When you're older, mom will tell you a story. At that time, you can decide for yourself whether or not you want to go back with mom …"

Lu Wenlong quickly asked: "Mother, what story is it?"

"I'll tell you when the time comes. You're still too young to understand."

From afar, the guards of Fourth Prince Palace had come to look for Lu Wenlong. Hua Rong said anxiously: "Son, I'm leaving, don't tell people that mother has come here."

"Alright, I won't tell anyone else." He hesitated, "Can I tell Abba?"

"Up to you."

Lu Wenlong was very happy. Hua Rong realized that he and her father did not have any secrets, and when Hua Rong thought about how she had planned for half her life, she did not have any sincerity towards anyone. Hua Rong looked at him deeply, the corners of her eyes were filled with laughter: "Son, don't worry, I will definitely come see you again."

"Alright, mother, I'll send you on your way."

"No need." She turned and mounted, and the horse went into the mangroves. At this time, the guards of Fourth Prince Palace caught up, "little prince, have you hunted yet?"

"Nope."

The guards saw that he had empty hands, but were so happy that they forgot themselves. "little prince, what kind of good news did you encounter?"

He was a mature teenager so he rode his horse forward, "I think of Abba's roast duck. It smells so good."

Jin Wushu carried the duck rack and rolled it twice. The wild game had already been roasted and it emitted a rich fragrance of wild alfalfa.

"Abba, Abba …" Lu Wenlong jumped down from his horse and rushed over to grab his hand before he walked into the tent.

Jin Wushu was surprised: "Son, what's wrong?"

Lu Wenlong continuously dragged him inside. Now that there was no one else in the tent, he pulled Abba to sit down and opened a bag on his body. He then laughed out loud and said mysteriously: "Abba, look, what is this?"

"tiger-skin garment? Who gave it to you? "

"Mom gave it to me."

Jin Wushu was surprised and happy, he took the tiger-skin garment and looked at it: "You've seen mother? When did you see it? Where is she? "

"She was in the mangrove forest. She seemed to have been waiting for me. Abba, I saw mother. Hehe, I am so happy. "Oh right, mom told me not to tell anyone where she is …"

Jin Wushu became serious, "You have to remember mother's words, don't tell anyone else where she is."

Lu Wenlong asked nervously, "Is mother in danger?"

"If she's found out, she's in danger."

"How can there be any danger when mother comes home and stays with us?"

Jin Wushu looked at his son's confused expression. He had always thought that his father was a great hero, unrivalled in the world. No one by his father's side was in danger.

"Abba, is mother afraid that you will lock her up again?"

Jin Wushu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Abba, you protect mother too, okay?"

He could not speak to his son, but he was happy. Hua Rong, she was still concerned about her son after all. His son had already become the only connection between her and him. As long as her son was here, she would come back sooner or later.

Just as the father and son were talking, they heard Wu Qimai's voice outside the door, "Fourth Prince, Fourth Prince …"

"What is it?"

"Madam Qin has arrived."

Jin Wushu frowned, the tent flipped, and a gust of fragrant wind blew in, and a woman walked in slowly. She wore an exquisite set of clothing that was as luxurious as the queen's imperial concubine. Her head was filled with all sorts of precious jewelry, and it was a dazzling sight to behold. The one who came was Wang Junhua. Wang Junhua had long seen the robust man sitting in the tent with his upper body naked. With the hot weather and his heart and soul, he wanted to jump over and hug the flesh of his heart. However, those pair of large eyes of a child prevented her from doing anything. She had no choice but to smile: "Yo, it's little prince. Look, what kind of good things Servant brought little prince …"

With a wave of her hand, the servant brought up several large boxes of gifts. She opened the first box with her own hands. It was filled with expensive Golden Jade Agate that she liked. It was obvious that she had made ample preparations before coming. The servants and the others were all well-prepared. She took out an item, but Lu Wenlong stared at her intently. Her hair stood on end from being stared at, and she passed the toy to him: "little prince, take it and play."

Lu Wenlong held his hands behind his back, and suddenly said: "Abba, this is the woman that wants to kill mother!"

Jin Wushu laughed out loud. "That's right, back then, it was she who had almost taken your mother's life with a single slash."

Wang Junhua awkwardly stood on the spot, only after a long while did he finally take out the handkerchief and walk up, saying in a friendly tone, "little prince's memory is really good. "But, that woman isn't your mother, she's a slut …"

Lu Wenlong reached out his hand and pushed it hard. "You dare to scold my mother."

Wang Junhua had grown fatter in the past few years, but he did not expect Lu Wenlong to push her at all. He fell into the tent, his luxurious clothes crushed into a ball and he looked extremely miserable. You are to go out and play. You are not allowed to disturb me here. "

"Yes."

Lu Wenlong had even fiercely glared at her when he walked out past her. Wang Junhua was helped up by two servant girls and did not dare to get angry. He then saw Fourth Prince laughing loudly and was elated: "Don't mind a little kid, he's young and ignorant."