C410 Mommy and Daddy (2/2)

Third Uncle Yang frowned, he was extremely anxious.

Here the sun was soft and beautiful.

There was grass as far as the eye could see, green as a whole piece of crystal, decorated with a dense variety of wild flowers. Some wild and unknown animals were running around in groups. They were wild sea sheep with long and rare horns. They spread out their hooves and sprinted rapidly before stopping again. The rare horn flickered with a faint blue light. The sunlight shone down from a tall flower bush. The purple color of the flower reflected the sunlight like a gigantic kaleidoscope. Dust flew within the kaleidoscope as it transformed into many grotesquely shaped patterns.

Little Tiger Head had never been here before, he was so shocked by this strange scene that he started to giggle, clapping his little hands as he chased after the beautiful sea sheep. Hai Yang was a rare sight and was not afraid at all. She let out a bleating sound, stuck out her long tongue, and licked the face of the Little Tiger. The Little Tiger head laughed out loud as he extended his hand and tiptoed, but he still could not reach the Qilin horn. The man and the sheep seemed to be hugging each other, causing his face to be covered with saliva from the red tongue of the Sea Sheep …

Hua Rong lied on the grass, the sky was so blue that it did not seem real, and here, it was as if she had entered a brand-new world. Everything had changed, even the ”Sunset Island” had undergone drastic changes. Only this place had not changed one bit, and it was exactly the same as in the past. Only, one person was missing. She could not help but look towards the entrance of the sea under the willow tree. A simple boat seemed to be swinging in front of her. She and Pengju had spent a lot of time secretly making it here. This is a secret, a secret that the King Qin still doesn't know about. Back then, he only knew that the two of them had escaped. However, he had never known how they had managed to do so.

She lay on the grass, warm as the most comfortable green blanket, soft comfort and moisture. The sky above her head was a deep blue, and her mind was completely relaxed. She closed her eyes, looking like she was about to fall asleep again. In the mist, the boy's figure ran and jumped, holding up the bright red shells and conch, working so hard with the canoe. At that time, he was only 17 years old, and Pengju was not yet 14 years old. Both of them worked diligently, and with incredible tenacity, they quickly built a small boat, hoping to escape into the world of freedom. She happily ran over, got closer, closer, and he held up the crimson conch. ”Big sister …” ”Elder sister …” She stretched out her hand and woke up with a start. She could only shout, ”Pengju, Pengju …”

In a warm embrace, his voice was soft. ”Little girl, what's wrong?”

She slowly closed her eyes, exhausted. The freedom that had been running towards him since he was young had finally not been obtained. Everything he had obtained was shackles and a prison, imprisoning the heart and the body. Ideal was just a joke, a lie. He and Penga had chosen the wrong path from the very beginning. Until he used his life and blood to verify the absurdity of what he had just passed through.

Zhao Deji, Qin Gui, Wang Junhua, Jin Wushu … Many faces appeared before his eyes. Only now did he recall the hatred, the bone-deep hatred. However, he had lost the impulse from before. He could only hide it in his heart. Hatred was also a form of survival learning.

”Penga him? ”Peng Ju's body …”

It was only after a long while did King Qin hear her gently ask this question. He had used all his strength to say the word ”corpse”, but he had no choice but to do so.

”He was buried by the Jail Temple Prison's jailer.”

Hua Rong looked at the sky above her head and did not speak for a long time. The anger and sorrow that had settled in her heart reignited as it resounded in her chest, almost breaking out of her throat. She couldn't even bury her own husband's body. She didn't even know where he was buried. A thousand miles of lonely grave, without a place to speak of desolation.

”Zhang Xian also died in prison. As for the rest, Yu Peng, Sun Ge and the rest were exiled. Zhang Xian's wife and children were also exiled. ”The news I got was that there were villagers taking care of them along the way …”

Zhang Xian was also dead! Jin Wushu, this treacherous Dogfish. She quietly clenched her fists, then loosened them again. Beside her, a bunch of wild flowers were crushed into pieces, scattering to the ground.

He suddenly thought of Lu Da, where had he gone to?

”Where's the Big Brother Lu?”

”This monk is unfathomable. I had previously arranged to meet with him at a meeting place. But he was besieged at the South Gate and lost to us. After Yue Pengju died, no matter how hard we tried, we could not find out his whereabouts.

Hua Rong did not continue asking. It was all a terrible pain, as her own family and friends were all taken care of in one fell swoop. She had only one son left, and that was herself. She was trapped on the island, helpless and helpless. Now that she had reached this point in her life, she knew that she was truly at the end of her road.

There was only one King Qin.

She lay down again. The green velvet grass was heavenly and light. It was the complete relaxation, safety, and peace of mind during the most desperate times of one's life. Her son's chuckle was in her ears. He ran and laughed, picked up a bunch of wild flowers, and spread them out around his mother. She wanted to pile her up into a pile. He was so excited by the fun that she was not tired of it. Not long later, Hua Rong was surrounded by flowers as if she was trapped inside a wall of flowers.

King Qin looked at him while grinning, but did not stop him. The King Qin himself had also casually picked a handful of wild flowers, causing all sorts of fragrance to wrap around Hua Rong's face. Hua Rong's coolness swept over her face, and with her eyes closed, her body was filled with fatigue, pain, and hardship, as if it had finally come to an end. It was no longer a bloody scene or a wandering one. After experiencing such bitter battles and being able to fend off the wind and rain, how fortunate was she to have lived her entire life? She buried her gratitude deep down in her heart, waiting for the words to come out, but she couldn't say them out loud. She could only hold his hand and call out ”Qin Shangcheng”.