jdhmnovel Chapter 819 Old Love Songs
Chapter 819 Old Love Songs
Chapter 819 Old Love Songs
Da Yu'er knelt on the ground, tears welling in her eyes, her head drooping, her gaze fixed on the ground. She knew that she had completely lost the war against that bitch Liu Rushi; unless she killed the little bitch, she would never win. She even regretted falling in love with that nemesis Wang Wenzhou in the first place.
Liu Rushi held little Fulin in her arms and gently rocked him, coaxing him softly. As a mother, she couldn't bear to see her child cry.
When Liu Rushi changed her clothes, she deliberately chose a white scholar's robe. She knew Wang Wenzhou well; this nemesis loved it when she wore men's clothing. In this respect alone, Dayuer lost, as she wore a cheongsam. Although the two girls looked similar and were both beautiful, in Wang Wenzhou's eyes, Rushi was still the most beautiful.
Wang Wenzhou knelt on the ground, staring blankly at Liu Rushi's appearance. His precious Rushi was still so beautiful...and who was it? You little brat, let go of my Rushi, let me have her!
"Waaah...waaah..." Little Fulin cried until he was exhausted and slowly fell asleep in Liu Rushi's arms.
Liu Rushi carried Xiao Fulin and tiptoed to the bedside, gently placing him on the bed, afraid of waking her son.
Da Yu'er's gaze remained fixed fiercely on Liu Rushi. She couldn't understand why this little bitch was so shameless, stealing her identity, her man, and even her little flower, yet God allowed her to do as she pleased without taking her away. It was just too unfair.
Wang Wenzhou's gaze never left Liu Rushi. For so long, he had truly believed that Rushi was dead, and he had been drowning his sorrows in alcohol every day. Now, Rushi was alive. Wang Wenzhou was overjoyed; he wouldn't trade the whole world for his Rushi.
Su Mo'er had just woken up. She bandaged her wound and then leaned against the wall, silently observing the three people in the room.
Wang Wenzhou's two babies were both her benefactors and her sisters; she didn't want to help or harm either of them. Even though Da Yu'er had just stabbed her and almost killed her, she didn't hate Da Yu'er. After all, without Da Yu'er, she would have died on the Mongolian grasslands long ago.
Su Mo'er silently observed Wang Wenzhou. In her opinion, while he wasn't ugly, he certainly wasn't handsome. Compared to the valiant men of the Mongolian grasslands, Wang Wenzhou was rather frail. Yet, this was the very man whose two older sisters were hopelessly in love with?
In Su Mo'er's eyes, her two older sisters were not only beautiful but also intelligent, and she had never seen a man in the world who could match them. How could that mad dog Wang Wenzhou possibly be worthy of her two sisters?
Seeing that Xiao Fulin had fallen asleep, Liu Rushi turned around and quietly walked back.
"Ru Ru, Ru Ru, I miss you!" Wang Wenzhou crawled over and hugged Liu Ru Shi's leg tightly.
"What a nemesis!" Liu Rushi looked down at Wang Wenzhou, her heart filled with mixed emotions. It would be a lie to say she didn't hate Wang Wenzhou. Liu Rushi had always felt that Wang Wenzhou was responsible for the death of her daughter, Liu Xiaohua.
But now, seeing this shameless and brazen fellow, Liu Rushi really couldn't stay angry with him.
"Keep your voice down, don't wake up Fu Lin," Liu Ru Shi said softly.
"Mmm!" Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly, helped Liu Rushi up by her thighs, and hugged her and kissed her.
This time, Liu Rushi didn't bite Wang Wenzhou again. After all, he was the man she loved. Even if he had done something wrong, she couldn't forget him, so she could only choose to forgive him.
"Ugh!" Liu Rushi gave Wang Wenzhou a resentful look and said irritably, "What do you want to do? Don't take my clothes off!"
Wang Wenzhou said with a wronged expression, "Ruru, Ruru, not only do I miss you, but it misses you too, we all miss you!"
"Sigh..." Liu Rushi sighed softly. This rascal, all he could think about was sex.
"People say love songs are always good when they're old, you can't forget them no matter where you go. I say lovers are good when they're old, you can't be separated by the vicissitudes of life..." Wang Wenzhou hummed a little tune and fell asleep with Ru Ru, as happy as an immortal.
Kneeling to the side, Da Yu'er wept uncontrollably. She truly couldn't understand. Aren't men all the same—only happy to see the new love and sad to hear the old one cry? You bastard, are you even a man? What do I lack compared to your ex, Liu Rushi?
Outside, the three forces were locked in a tense standoff.
Little Monster 001 held his broadsword to the fake Huang Taiji's neck, his bomb vest particularly conspicuous. Little Monster 001 was very frustrated. "Your Highness, this is no fun at all. We haven't had our fun yet! Hurry up! Even though the Tartars are barbarians, this is still the imperial palace. So many concubines and palace maids—if we don't go and cause them some trouble, how can we face the brothers who died in Liaodong?"
Little Monster 001 wasn't worried about his brothers' safety at all, because he had already guessed that the imperial concubine in the room must be the madam. Even if the fake Huang Taiji's identity was exposed, or they killed the fake Huang Taiji, as long as the madam showed up, they would be safe.
Manzhu Xili paced anxiously, he was truly frantic. He had grown up playing with Dayuer since childhood and doted on this little sister. His biggest fear now was that Dayuer would kill the demoness and be caught red-handed by Wang Wenzhou. If Dayuer was still alive, Manzhu Xili was also afraid that the mad dog Wang Wenzhou would be bewitched by the demoness and the two of them would kill Dayuer together.
Manzhu Xili really wanted to lead his troops in, because he had already realized that the person kneeling on the ground was not Huang Taiji at all, but an imposter. Others might not recognize him, but he was related to Huang Taiji; how could he mistake him?
But Manzhu Xili was also worried that if he attacked, the fake Huang Taiji would die, and the accusation of regicide would be pinned on him. Although his family was incredibly powerful in the Qing Dynasty, they were still related to the imperial family through marriage. Moreover, they were Mongols, not of the same mind as the Manchus.
At that time, princes like Dorgon and Haoge would definitely fight tooth and nail for his head, hoping to inherit the throne under the pretext of avenging Huang Taiji.
Duan Mingzhe was also extremely worried at this moment. He wasn't worried about the safety of Liu Rushi and Wang Wenzhou. What worried him was, if Liu Rushi and Wang Wenzhou got into a conflict, whose side should he take? After all, Liu Rushi had come to Liaodong because she was angry with Wang Wenzhou, and ended up in the palace by a twist of fate.
For Duan Mingzhe, one was his teacher and the other was his principal. Both were equally dear to him. This choice was similar to choosing between saving one's mother and girlfriend if they fell into the water—there was no other option.
"Bang bang bang..." Suddenly, the north side of the palace was hit by cannon fire. The huge cannon sounds came from all sides, and everyone was stunned.
"How dare you! You have such audacity!"
"It's you! It must be you traitors!"
Both Manzhu Xili and Duan Mingzhe's groups accused each other.
"Someone, go and check immediately! Where is the palace being bombarded?" Manzhu Xili was frantic. While reassuring his subordinates not to attack, he sent people to investigate.
Duan Mingzhe felt the same way; he didn't want the two sides to continue fighting. He looked at Ao Bai and said, "Lord Ao Bai, quickly send someone to investigate!"