Chapter 479: The Man Behind the Scenes
"Sister Wei!"
Jiang Yaoan snorted, instinctively wanting to protect her, Hua Rong said loudly: "Don't call me sister, our Wei family is not familiar with your Jiang family at all." ”
Hua Rong turned her face ruthlessly, Jiang Yaoan was stunned for a moment, reacted, and then scolded: "Wei Yan, I took you as a friend before, but I didn't expect you to be so greedy for life and afraid of death, in order to survive, you don't even want the century-old friendship between the Wei family and the Jiang family, it's really hypocritical." ”
Jiang Yaoan spat as she spoke, and the scar-faced man let them bite each other for a while, and then walked out of the stone room with Huarong.
There was still no light outside the stone room, and the passage was very narrow, so Scarface could only carry Hua Rong inside, and after walking for a while, Hua Rong suddenly found that the terrain here was somewhat familiar.
After the rebels in the previous life were exterminated, she was kidnapped by the remnants of the rebel army led by Ye Tang once, and that time, she and the sixth princess were trapped in such an underground passage together.
Hua Rong remembered that the place was on a hill not far from the outskirts of the city, and a mountain villa was built halfway up the mountain for the royal family to escape the heat.
But after the incident of the anti-thief remnant, the villa was abandoned, and the rebel remnant was exterminated by Jiang Yunfei himself, and the entrance to the secret passage was also blown up, how did the Yuexi people find out here?
No one helped Hua Rong answer her doubts, and the man with the scar carried her through the secret passage for about half a stick of incense, and finally pushed open a stone wall and walked in.
This stone chamber was much larger than the one where they had just been imprisoned, and there were not only tables and stools, but also exquisite screens and ornaments, thick carpets on the floor, and a pleasant smell of agarwood in the air.
"Your Majesty, the people have brought it!"
The man with the scar kicked Hua Rong to his knees, and he knelt down with him, his attitude was very respectful, but Hua Rong was very shocked.
After Yuexi returned to Shun, the king of Yuexi was martyred by death, and the other princes were all named kings with different surnames, and they still enjoyed food in Yuexi, where did this king come from?
Hua Rong set off a huge wave in his heart, but only a dull sentence came from behind the screen: "Get out!" ”
The man with the scar withdrew, and at the same time, the man behind the screen spoke, "Come here." ”
Hua Rong hesitated, stood up, and bypassed the screen.
Behind the screen is a large yellow rosewood bed with a lifelike dragon carved on the bedpost and a dragon embroidered on bright yellow silk cloth.
On the bed, the waste prince Zhao Shu sat boldly.
Seeing Hua Rong's face clearly, Zhao Shu's eyes flashed with surprise, and then flashed with joy that he had not seen for a long time.
The young lady of the Wei family actually has such a foxy face, even if this person is not the person he was at the beginning, he can let the hatred that has accumulated over the years be vented.
"Come here."
Zhao Shu was dissatisfied that Hua Rong was too far away from him, so he ordered again, and patted the position beside him.
Hua Rong didn't move, only looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Who are you?" Why did you kidnap me? I'm the young lady of the Wei family, do you know the Wei family......"
"The king knows."
Zhao Shu interrupted Hua Rong and rightly proclaimed himself the king, Hua Rong looked at him and stopped talking.
Zhao Shu was not angry, he only looked at Hua Rong with interest, and he didn't know how long it took for him to ask: "Did someone say that you look like a person?" ”
Of course, Hua Rong knew who Zhao Shu was talking about, and in the previous life, she didn't have much contact with the abolished prince, and it was rare that he still remembered himself.
Hua Rong showed a puzzled expression and said lightly: "I grew up in Yizhou, and I have always lived in a simple place, and I haven't heard who I look like." ”
"Haven't you ever seen Jiang Yunfei, the king of Pingxi, in Yizhou?"
"No," Hua Rong shook her head, "The prince doesn't like to be disturbed, and after he stepped down and returned to Yizhou, he has been guarding the princess and has never seen outsiders." ”
Zhao Shu was happy, he blamed his deposition on the Jiang family's father and son, and when he heard that Jiang Yunfei was guarding his dead wife and had never seen Hua Rong, he couldn't help laughing: "The person he was thinking about was in Yizhou, but he didn't even look at it until he died, he must have killed too much and suffered retribution, and he deserved it!" You really deserve it!! ”
The more Zhao Shu spoke, the louder he became, and the happier his mood became, but this was not enough.
He lost his position as the prince, and he hid in this dark cave for more than ten years, and he had to pay back these pains and humiliations tenfold and hundredfold.
Thinking of this, Zhao Shu got up and grabbed Hua Rong, pinched her face and said: "This king tells you that your face looks exactly the same as Princess Pingxi, that woman is not a county lord, she is a rotten person born of a prostitute!" She first made a room for Jiang Yunqiu, and then climbed into Jiang Yunfei's bed, do you think the invincible King Pingxi is really a gentleman? He's just a bastard who robs women with his brother! ”
Zhao Shu's expression was a little crazy, and after scolding Hua Rong, he scolded everyone in Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion again.
scolded so much that he gritted his teeth, and he wanted to eat everyone raw.
His strength was a little strong, pinching Hua Rong's cheeks painfully, Hua Rong grabbed Zhao Shu's arm and bit it hard.
Zhao Shu lost Hua Rong in pain, raised his hand to hit her, Hua Rong said coldly: "If you dare to move me, not only will you not get the support of the Wei family, but you will also be defeated." ”
Zhao Shuzang has been carefully planning in this cave for more than ten years, and the most unpleasant thing is this kind of words, he didn't slap Hua Rong's face, and directly grabbed Hua Rong's neck: "What do you think you are, and you dare to threaten this king?" ”
Zhao Shu had a killing intent, his palm instantly tightened, and Hua Rong said with difficulty: "You can ...... Try it! ”
Breathless, Hua Rong's expression was painful and hideous, but she didn't have the slightest fear in her eyes when she looked at Zhao Shu, and she had a kind of calmness that she was winning.
Zhao Shu inexplicably remembered that Hua Rong had opposed him several times in the previous life, and he also had such a look.
That has been dead for more than ten years, why is she still haunted?
Zhao Shu was very unhappy in his heart, but after a stalemate for a moment, he still let go of Huarong.
Breathing poured into her lungs, and Hua Rong choked and coughed.
Zhao Shu didn't want to waste time by talking nonsense with her, so he shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, chop off one of her fingers and send it to the Wei family!" ”
The man with the scar strode into the stone room, Hua Rong tried to suppress his cough and said: "My fingers are very ordinary, and they can't prove my identity, the people of the Wei family are not stupid, they won't believe it, I can help you write a letter back." ”
As he spoke, the man with the scar had already grabbed Hua Rong's hand, Hua Rong's body trembled instinctively, and continued: "You can let a family like the Yue Xi people and the Ye family serve you, but you can't impress the Wei family, which means that no matter how you calculate, you can't find the weakness of the Wei family." ”
The scar man took out the dagger and cut it off at Hua Rong's little finger, and when the blade was about to touch Hua Rong's skin, Zhao Shu finally opened his mouth and ordered: "Stop!" ”
The man with the scar stopped steadily, Zhao Shu looked at Hua Rong, and showed a sinister smile: "Within three days, this king will see 100,000 taels of gold, if not, this king will cut you with a knife with his own hands!" ”