Slave to Empress: One Night Bride - C554 Negotiation

King Qin had never seen such beautiful moonlight. It did not belong to the scenery of the sea and the moon and tide. It only belonged to this part of the forest. Under the moon in the mountains, the sound of flowing dew could be heard. It was a strange intuition: she was in the woods, not far away. There was a burning sensation in his chest. It was her. It must be. Just as he had missed her countless times in his early years, just as he had learned of her whereabouts for the first time. He happily followed along, completely unaware of the environment he was in, only loudly shouting, “Girl, is that you? “Little girl, quickly come out …”

The wind was howling, and the scorching heat of the day had already disappeared. He could hear the sound of it again and again.

The guards looked nervous and anxious, afraid that his shouts would attract the Golden Army.

“Your Majesty, the Madam definitely isn’t here …”

“Your Majesty, there’s really no one here.”

“Nonsense, I clearly heard her voice, she must be here.”

The two of them looked at each other. Since when did the two of them speak in the slightest?

“Your Majesty, you must have heard wrongly.”

“Shh!” He stopped their persuasion. He pricked up his ears, as if a voice was leaving him, silent and endless. A great fear rose in her heart: something must have happened to her, it must have happened!

Little girl, where did she go?

Hua Rong had already reached the edge of the forest.

A strange voice suddenly came from beside his ears. It was the cry of the King Qin, his voice carried a habitual fierceness and boldness, when he laughed, it was as if the earth was trembling and the mountains were trembling. But now, that voice was filled with disappointment and fear. It said again and again, “Girl, girl …”

She held her breath, but she couldn’t hear or hear anything. No, he wasn’t. In this area, the dense forest was thick and filled with torrential waves. Even if he were to shout, he wouldn’t be able to hear anything.

However, the voice quickly changed into a lively and naughty voice. Someone blew beside his ear and kept pulling at his hair, “Mom, mom …” “My mother …”

Her tears rolled down, it was the Little Tiger’s head. It was his son’s voice.

However, this voice soon turned into a warmth that he hadn’t heard in a while, “Sister Shi Qi … “You have to live well …”

Such a majestic and handsome face, all the years of love and love that he had experienced. He was made by the heavens, and even his occasional awkwardness was incomparably sweet. She knelt in the direction of Lin An, and her tears fell like rain. “Pengju, please forgive me. I dare not go to see my son. If I go, I won’t be able to muster the courage to leave him! “Penga, if you are alive in the sky, then please ensure your son’s safety and the success of my killing the enemy …”

The wind blew into the sand or dust, stinging her eyes, stifling her cries. She lay prostrate on the ground, only her bow and dagger flickering with a cold light. After a long while, she stood up, hid the dagger in her bosom and looked up. She actually saw large teardrops flowing down from the eyes of the Black Moonlight — the horse was intelligent, could it be that it was worried that she would not be able to return?

“Peng Ju, you have to protect me!”

“You must — bless me!”

As her voice echoed in the forest, a strange feeling was suddenly born in her heart. Even the sweet and fishy smell that was plaguing her heart had disappeared. Her body and mind were completely relaxed, and her mind was clear and bright.

The Black Moonlight cried out. In front of him was an inconspicuous little river. On the other side of the river, Shi Qi had been waiting for a while.

“Leader, you’ve finally arrived.”

She was in high spirits. “Brothers, let’s go.”

They travelled day and night towards the Liu Jia Temple.

The open seal had been shrouded in a strange atmosphere lately. The crowd quickly spread the news that the kidnapped Song Qinzong was about to be released by the Golden Man and re-entered the open seal. Song Qinzong had only been in power for a short period of time, and was completely pushed out of Song Huizong as a puppet to take refuge. However, he was extremely cautious and diligent. Although he didn’t have a great enough talent to turn the tide, he was undoubtedly much better than his father and younger brother. When Zhao Deji ascended to the throne, besides the despicable and unscrupulous people in Jiangnan, there was no intention to attack from the north, especially after Yue Pengju had died a grievance. The people of the north, who had lived in fear for a long time in the Golden Army, were completely disappointed with him.

Although Qin Gui was a spy for Jin Wushu, in this matter, he was completely in agreement with Zhao Deji: he was resolutely afraid of Song Qinzong’s return. As long as Zhao Deji stepped down from the stage, his good days would come to an end. As a result, he had to spend all day hiding in the military camp of the Five Mile Pavilion. He didn’t set foot outside the door. He had to pass through layers of checkpoints in order to report to him on major military matters. Of course, he would never have dreamed that Hua Rong came to the Jinguo, and even more, didn’t think that Wang Junhua died by her hands. He thought that this ferocious female tiger had faked her death, probably to be a husband and wife with the Fourth Prince for a long time. Of course he didn’t mind giving the tigress to the Fourth Prince, but with the dignity of a scholar and the grace of a prime minister, he was naturally wary of her, so he secretly used sinister methods to proclaim that Wang Junhua had died. His methods were sinister and no one dared to question him. On Jin Wushu’s side, there was not a drop of water that could leak out.

On this day, Yang Yizhong returned to the camp early to await Qin Gui’s summons. Qin Gui had always been an arrogant and despotic person, but now that he relied on Yang Yizhong’s protection, he naturally became more polite.

When Yang Yizhong entered, what awaited him was a table full of delicious delicacies, and a few enchanting singing girls. He did not reject and continued to eat and drink. He hugged songbird and enjoyed himself for a while. Yang Yizhong said drunkenly, “phase of grace, three days later, the envoys from Jinguo will arrive. I wonder how big of a mouth they will make this time …”

Qin Gui drank a cup of wine that the local officials revered, which was also his sore point. After being here for such a long time, even though the Fourth Prince had sent people to calm him down, with his many years of experience, he was still unsure of what the Fourth Prince was planning this time. According to the Fourth Prince, proposing to return Song Qinzong to another part of the Golden Man was something he strongly opposed.

After all, Yang Yizhong was a soldier. Although he was good at flattery and had a bad reputation, he could not bear it any longer and continued to grumble: “We are too passive now, phase of grace …”

Just then, a spy walked in and looked at Yang Yizhong, not knowing if he should say anything. Qin Gui intentionally tried to rope him in, and then frowned: “Master Yang is not an outsider, if you have any news, please speak.”

Only then did the spy say: “The Golden Army has a secret report, we need to know the news about the Chuan Shaanxi Army first …”

After Yue Pengju’s death, only the father and son of the Wu Jie family could resist the Golden Army. Wu Jie was a famous general in his generation, but because he liked women too much, and took medicinal pills, he had long passed away. Only his son persisted in resisting and repeatedly beat up Golden Army, leaving him with no chance of winning, he was the only one who could restrict Golden Army. However, last year, Jin Wushu started to plan a strategy to attack their hearts, asking them to encourage Zhao Deji to check on the Wu Army in Sichuan. Zhao Deji had already forced Chuan Shan’s army to retreat, not daring to disobey. From then on, Chuan Shan let the Golden Army run wild, and the Song Kingdom had lost the last vantage point.

Qin Gui’s face darkened, Yang Yizhong immediately understood that Chuan Shan had long since become the target of the Fourth Prince, this action undoubtedly reminded him, the difference in strength Song Jin had was too big, no matter what the conditions were, he had to obediently accept them.

This was a secret meeting, held at the location of the negotiations, in Gushu Manor, fifty miles away.

Qin Gui was a cunning old schemer, even though he held a heavy soldier in his hands, he did not dare to be careless. He picked out thirty Death Soldiers, and arranged for the Death Soldiers’ Followers.

The scorching sun shone down from the sky, and a group of Golden Man envoys dressed in casual clothes quickly approached the Ancient Willow Manor. The moment they arrived, someone immediately reported it to Qin Gui.

“How many?”

“All of them together, less than 100 people.”

Qin Gui immediately calmed down, even though his men were surrounding him tightly, even if Song Jun’s fighting strength was low, he was still confident in his death warrior power, furthermore, he could not think of any reason for Fourth Prince to scheme against him. He was the voice of his faithful interests.

The group dismounted, swaggering and arrogant expressions on their faces, as if they were used to being in front of Song people. Envoy Song welcomed everyone in.

Ancient Willow Manor, in fact, had dozens of huge willow trees around it. It was midsummer, and the continuous sunlight made the leaves of the willow tree droop and droop.

Qin Gui stood on the third floor of the manor gate and looked down from above. From a small window, he could see the group of people in front of him. The leader was very young and his face was full of arrogance. Although the following Golden Man were all armed, they were not abnormal in any way. He was slightly relieved, but he did not dare to be careless. He once again deployed his men and headed down to the secret room.

There were only three Golden Man s who entered with luxurious arrangements. The leader had a dignified appearance. He was extremely young, but his face was full of arrogance. He only had two attendants by his side, he sat down on the gold chair in front of the main guest and looked at them arrogantly, his gaze falling on Qin Gui who was sitting on the opposite side of the main seat as he snorted out. An envoy had long gone up to introduce the two of them to Qin Gui, causing him to be shocked. This person was actually Jinguo Rookie, wolfhirsutism’s sibling brother, and also Hailing’s brother, Warrick Summer Slag.

It turned out that Hai Ling had the intention to snatch the reward of this negotiation, so he took advantage of Jin Wushu’s return to white seed to pray for the wolf chief, wanting him to take the lead. He felt that this brother was not reliable, and was just about to make the decision, when he didn’t expect Jin Wushu to straightforwardly agree. Hai Ling was overjoyed and sent his own brother, Xia Chi, to be the vanguard while he stayed at the back.

Qin Gui did not dare to neglect Lord Wolf’s brother, so he presented a generous gift to the sect master according to the etiquette of a Subordinate Country. He also privately bribed Xia Chi with a large amount of treasures and beauties, and had him hand them over to his brother. Xia Lei Hai Ling and the rest did not have enough time to participate in the war of invasion, their qualifications were still shallow, so they naturally could not obtain too much wealth. Seeing Qin Gui being so generous, they were simply overjoyed, and also slightly restrained their arrogant attitude.

The two of them discussed in secret for an entire day and night. Even though Qin Gui had obtained some benefits, he had never received any news from the Fourth Prince s.

This morning, taking advantage of the fact that he was still resting, Qin Gui woke up early and after making some arrangements, he was ready to return to the army camp to wait for the latest news.