C386 stratagem (1/2)
”Alright, you leave first. I'll think about this as soon as possible.” Even though his expression was as old as ever, Wang Junhua did not dare to act like he was in the past, even the desire that he had accumulated for a long time had disappeared. She stood up and bowed, ”This pleasure boat belongs to Servant, please accept it.”
”Alright, I'll be troubling you. You can leave now. You husband and wife don't have to worry about Lifelong Prime Minister. ”
”Thank you, Fourth Prince.”
She called Jin Wushu's complexion back to normal, and flirtatiously asked: ”Fourth Prince, Qin Gui's matter, Qin Gui is done with it.”
”Good, well done.”
This praise caused her to regain her hope: ”Then, what about Hua Rong?”
Hua Rong?! Hua Rong should have watched his son get killed in the fire, but not long after, she watched his husband get killed! The wives of others should be punished in this way. This was her choice, wasn't it?
”We can talk about it when the time comes for Hua Rong. You will definitely be satisfied with her fate.”
Wang Junhua met his gaze, it was a type of woman's intuition, Fourth Prince truly hated that woman, and hoped that she would die. She did not conceal the joy in her heart as she hugged Jin Wushu and kissed him on the cheek. ”Thank you, Fourth Prince.
Jin Wushu laughed out loud: ”This prince knows how loyal you are.”
Once Wang Junhua left, Jin Wushu was no longer in the mood to sing or dance. Walking to the side of the ship, it was already deep into the night, and the song and dance at the Western Lake would also become fainter and fainter. Just as he was about to have the pleasure boat docked, he heard a faint singing sound.
The cicada was miserable. For the pavilion, it was late at night, and the sudden rain had just stopped. Doordoor account drink, nostalgia, Lan Zhou urge. He looked at his with tears in his eyes and was speechless. When he read it, a thousand li of smoke billowed as the evening sky grew dark and vast.
Affection since ancient times. Even more so, it was a cold and desolate Spring Festival. Where did the wine wake up this night? Willow Shore, Xiao Feng Ruyue. This trip should be a good day and a bad day. So even if there were thousands of beauties, who would they say them to?
The melody was produced by singing, and because there was no modification to it, it became even more lingering and mournful, as if it were crying. All his life, he had admired the culture of the Southern Kingdom, and had also experienced the beautiful and melodious voice of the Southern muse's dancers. However, on this kind of night in a foreign land, this unadorned tune could be heard by a person listening quietly, as if he was a fisherman's daughter or a raccoon gauze girl who was casually singing.
Affectionate since the ancient times sad parting, this singing girl, missing her who?
He looked at the deep darkness of the night, and involuntarily, he sent the pleasure boat in the direction of that sound.
However, this voice was like a seductive will-o '-the-wisp, flickering and vanishing. Whenever he approached, he would discover that the voice was still in front of him. He was just a bit away from being able to reach the shore. At this moment, his mind was completely captivated by the song. It was as if there was some bewitching power in the dark night.
Wu Qimai and the others, who were following him, felt that something was wrong and tried to persuade him. ”Fourth Prince, it's late at night, let's go back. ”This humble one will immediately send people to scout and deliver it to the manor tomorrow …”
He waved his hand. Wu Qimai and the others looked around, but did not find anything abnormal. The Fourth Prince was active in the Da Song, naturally he would not let his guard down. Knowing that Qin Gui had sent a large number of Death Soldiers to protect them along the way, behind them, there was an unremarkable boat, which was filled with strong bows and hard crossbows. He did not try to dissuade her.
Finally, the boat had reached an unusually quiet willow dike, and once the boat docked, Jin Wushu could not wait to disembark. Wu Qimai and the others waited to observe. It was indeed just a fishing shack, and there was nothing abnormal happening around them.
In the depths of the forest, there was a thatched cottage. Perhaps it was the poor wife of the fisherman, or perhaps it was an ignorant village girl.
This trip should be a good day and a bad day. Even if there were a thousand different kinds of amorous feelings, who would it be to say …
Elegance, the elegance of the Da Song, the elegance of the West Lake, the elegance of the Night Maiden.
A candle flame, bright and dark, and a slender figure sitting in front of a large basin, stooping to tidy up the skittering fish — perhaps she would pick them up tomorrow and go to the market to make a living. She had a slim figure, long hair that hung down, completely oblivious to himself. He crooned in a low voice as he caught a red carp in his hand, immersing herself in the joy of a fruitful labourer …
Jin Wushu slowly walked over: ”Lady …”
When the word ”mother” came out of his mouth, he instantly felt that something was wrong. A long spear swept towards him from behind, and he immediately rolled on the ground in a hurry.
Wu Qimai and the others realized that something was wrong and were about to charge over when they heard a loud shout, ”Whoever dares to take a step forward will be killed immediately!”
Jin Wushu waved his hand, and everyone left.
The singing ”fisherman girl” stood up leisurely. She was dressed in green, her hair flying gently, her face full of smiles: ”Fourth Prince, we have been waiting for you for a long time, you are really late …”
She actually still maintained that kind of coquettish voice as he spoke word by word, as if he was singing. She shook his head lightly, ”Sigh, if Wang Junhua had not led the way, it would have been difficult for us to find you.
Hua Rong could sing, but she could actually sing like this. This woman was a monster, the nemesis of her life. Jin Wushu hissed: ”Hua Rong, you actually planned this to harm me?!”