Chapter 335 (1/2)

Fu Rong stood on the left side of the princess. They were only the second to Jia and Di's boat. They were in a commanding position and could clearly see the people who had not yet set out on the shore.

The first to see, of course, is an Wang.

Looking at that road like the figure of the world's independence, Fu Rong is very sorry. If she really married an Wang, she didn't have to do anything. She just had to take care of his daily life, accompany him in his spare time to make him happy. He could handle all the things outside. She could stay in the palace for a few years, and then she could follow him into the Palace.

It's not like Xu Jin. If you want to survive, you have to turn defeat into victory.

When his eyes moved to Xu Jin, he could not help but take a bit of bitterness.

Xu Jin took off his robe and handed it to Xu Jia. He stood at the bow of the boat to boost his morale. Then he went to the red lacquer drum, holding a drumstick and ready to go.

Fu Rong smiles and gets a bit of interest.

It has to be said that Xu Jin has a good skin bag. It is up to him to do this kind of thing. He is also full of dignity and elation. Compared with Kangwang, who is like a turnip beside him, it is simply different. In this way, she should be glad that if Xu Jin became king Kang, Fu Rong really did not know whether he had the courage to marry in the past.

Thinking wildly, three drums suddenly came from the shore.

Just like the roar of a lion, the drummers on the Dragon Boat responded one after another, waving their arms together and smashing down the drumsticks. Ten thousand drums sing in unison, and the water of DINGHE river seems to have been turbulent, and the heartbeat has also disordered the rhythm.

Finally, the dragon boat has been racing to move forward.

Fu Rong soon caught up with Xu Jin.

It's a little strange, so many drums ring at the same time, but she seems to be able to distinguish the sound of Xu Jin.

She looked at him, at the dragon boat under his feet, gradually leading in his drums.

Fu Rong bowed his head and laughed.

Her fiance is a man full of strength. Fu Rong did not see his brave and straightforward manner of killing enemies on the battlefield, nor did he know Xu Jin's fighting with others like watching his brother's martial arts contest. She only felt his other power in the dark night, in the secluded bed curtain, again and again.