A poor son 142

Panpan rowed the oars and dared not look back. He could only hear those people shouting to catch the alive from afar.

Her heart was like a drumbeat.

Prince, have you gone far?

Prince, Panpan can’t hold on anymore!

Prince, leave quickly!

She muttered over and over in her heart, but her strength was still disappearing bit by bit. But the other party's shouts slowly approached. She sat down slowly and took out the dagger in her sleeve. The only belief in her heart was that it could not fall into the hands of these men, not!

"Prince Zheng, where else can you run?" An angry voice came from the boat not far away. The light of the torch on the bow of the boat seemed to be able to shine.

Panpan didn't move, and she didn't dare to look back.

"Get into the water, go and ask the prince to come here." Another voice came from the boat behind him.

Then there was the sound of someone going into the water.

Panpan's tears instantly came down, "Prince, Panpan is leaving first..." As she said that, she suddenly pushed the dagger into her chest with a determined look on her face. The pain came in an instant, reminding her of the feeling of the nanny pricking her with needles on her body and then soaking her in salt water when she was a child. That's it, there was nothing that didn't hurt on her body.

But she can't fall down yet, she can't fall down just like that. She has to hold on. She can get more time for the prince.

Her eyes were blurred. She felt the boat was shaking, but she wasn't sure. She didn't know if she couldn't sit steadily or if the people who were chasing her were about to get on the boat.

The boat shook violently and she almost fell down. Someone was coming up.

Suddenly, a pair of wet hands grabbed her hands. She wanted to push them away, but she had no strength at all.

"Panpan!" King Zheng shouted softly at Panpan, who lowered his head. He killed all the people who dived into the water before he came up. Before the other party came to his senses, he had to find a way to leave quickly.

Panpan thought she was hallucinating her hearing, so she reluctantly raised her head, and then tears came down: "Prince..."

How can you come back? It’s not worth it!

Only then did King Zheng see the dagger in Panpan's chest, "You...you...why are you so stupid!"

Panpan used all his strength to push King Zheng into the water, "Go away!" I will feel it is worth it for you to come back in my life.

King Zheng was caught off guard and fell into the water. Just as he was about to emerge, he saw clusters of arrows shooting out of the reeds. The two people chasing him were shot and killed instantly.

Whose person is this? He didn't have time to think about it. His mind was full of Panpan with a dagger stuck in his chest.

He turned over the boat and saw Panpan lying on the side of the boat. When he was trembling with his hands, Panpan had no breath.

"Panpan..." Zheng Wang felt that the dagger not only stabbed Panpan's chest, but also seemed to stab him in his chest, and a flood of pain swept overwhelmed, "Panpan...you...why don't you wait for me..."

He carefully brushed away the silk on her face and hugged the person tightly in his arms, feeling that it was cold from the inside out. His heart was no longer warm.

"Prince Zheng." A boat was rowed out of the reed marsh, and the people on the boat were carrying a big hat, "I'm sorry, we're late. Please mourn and follow the changes!"

King Zheng then raised his head and looked at the visitor: "Are you guys sent by Yin Silang?"

Hei Qi then took off his hat: "Hei Qi has met Prince Zheng."

King Zheng's eyes turned on Hei Qi's face and nodded: "I've heard of it, a very legendary figure."

"Please follow me next time back to the capital." Hei Qi glanced at the girl lying in Zheng Wang's arms, "We will bury this girl well."

"Middle?" Zheng Wang seemed to have realized for the first time that Panpan had died. "No! It's too cold below. Panpan said that she is most afraid of the dark!"

Hei Qi pursed his lips: "Prince, the deceased has passed away, and the living people still have to look forward. There are still many people waiting for the prince in Chuncheng."

"Waiting for me?" King Zheng shook his head, "Yes! Many people are waiting for me. But besides this king, there are many relatives, and anyone who has left me can live well. The sons stare at the title, the daughters stare at the dowry. The woman stares at me, seeing when will I ask them to have a son, so I have a lot of support. Haha... I am not the most important to them. But Panpan is different. For Panpan, I am irreplaceable and the only one she has. If, even I am not his, what else can she have?"

Hei Qi looked at King Zheng in shock and puzzled, "You are..."

King Zheng smiled, reached out and took a jade pendant from his neck, and threw it towards Heiqi, "Take this and go find my eldest son. He knows what to do. I only have one request, which is to keep my family and let them live safely until they grow old."

Hei Qi took the jade pendant and pushed out his eldest son, wasn’t it just to make his eldest son a contribution and thus preserve this lineage? He raised his head, “Then you…”

Before he could finish his words, King Zheng suddenly pulled out the dagger from the girl's chest and quickly inserted it into his own chest.

"Prince Zheng..." Hei Qi waved his hand quickly and asked the boatman to row over quickly and take a look.

King Zheng endured the pain, hugged Panpan in his arms, and then hugged each other slowly and slowly lay in the cabin.

When Hei Qi passed, it was impossible for humans to see it.

King Zheng looked at Hei Qi: "Please... please... please... please... please make some things... in the future... I... don't enter... I don't enter the imperial tomb... I just need to be... I and Panpan... are buried on Cangshan Mountain together... I sleep together and die together with the same coffin..."

Hei Qi looked at the dying King Zheng, and after a long time he sighed, he finally nodded.

King Zheng gently stroked Panpan's face and slowly closed his eyes.

When the news reached the capital, it was already May.

The eldest son of King Zheng led his troops to surrender and unify the southwest.

The Fourth Master showed Lin Yutong the memorial on Hei Qi. Even if the above is not detailed, it was quite surprising.

"This King Zheng... is dead like this?" Lin Yutong looked at the Fourth Master incredibly. It is said that the Aisin Jueluo family was in love, saying that Huang Taiji and Shunzhi died because of a woman. But Lin Yutong knew that it was not, so I don't know how many people made up the story. And now, King Zheng died like this, because he really died for a woman.

Why does Lin Yutong feel that it is not so real?

In the past, it was said that Xiang Yu had to take Yu Ji with him in a war, and he couldn't bear to leave her behind for a while. Lin Yutong felt that this artistic processing was a bit over. But now that she met such a King of Zheng again, she really believed in those legends.

"Is this true love?" Lin Yutong asked the Fourth Master with a memorial.

The Fourth Master glared at her: "This is irresponsible." He snorted softly, "How did the royal family of the Ming Dynasty teach such a bastard?"

Lin Yutong sighed: "However, it is estimated that King Zheng will be passed down through the ages."

All love stories that are circulated are taken out of context. In the love stories of the male and female protagonists, there is never a scene from others.

"You said, what role do we play in this beautiful love story?" Lin Yutong said with interest, "It's not a villain, right?"

"Nonsense!" The Fourth Master snorted and said, "There are some villains. It's not our turn."

Immediately afterwards, the Fourth Master really finalized the villain.

The Wang family's affairs were left to the Ministry of Justice. The property was confiscated, and the adult male probably couldn't survive.

The old guy Wang Pingyao committed suicide by swallowing gold when the official entered the door.

The Wang family just disappeared.

As expected, the unswerving love story between King Zheng and Ai Ji Panpan slowly spread among the crowd.

Lin Yutong leaned on the couch and looked at the words based on the two of them. The Fourth Master said on the side: "Everything is tragedy. If the two are really alive, they may not be considerate. Don't think that this is true love. Which couple in this world who are old-born together is not true love?" As he said that, he leaned over and said in a low voice: "I have lived with you for several lifetimes. You have been touched by other people's stories. Look at me, I don't have true love for you? Don't look for it!"

Lin Yutong was helpless by him and smiled and said, "Where can King Zheng compete with me? I will never let me fall to the point of being desperate."

The Fourth Master suddenly laughed loudly.

This laughter was amazing, and he woke up the sleeping palm beads. He was about to be one year old. The little girl not only knows how to leave, but also calls people.

However, the little man who was not full of sleep was very angry when he woke up. The child sat up from the bed and looked at the fourth master in accusation, "Dad..."

With a sound, the Fourth Master called the fourth master softly, "Dad is not right! It has aroused our eldest princess." As he said that, he stretched out his hand, picked up the palm bead, and continued to shake it, "Sleep, go to bed. Daddy coaxes you, okay?"

Zhangzhu blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Yutong who was leaning on the soft pillow and ignored her, and shouted: "Mom..." with three turns, his coquettish skills were full.

She was so silenced now. Lin Yutong didn't reach out to hug her, but said, "Tell your father to hug her, your father to hug her," she said, "

Zhangzhu's mouth turned sagging again. I wanted to cry for a long time. Looking at the teacup on the kang table, my expression suddenly stopped and my hand slapped: "Milk Gaojiao...Milk Gaojiao..."

She is not big and has a big appetite. She can’t tell her to see the dishes, and when she sees them, she will clamor for food. Eight meals a day, it seems that she can’t fill her up.

The Fourth Master asked someone: "Come on half a bowl of crispy cheese."

Lin Yutong whispered: "Feel for two, just ask her to taste some taste in her mouth."

The Fourth Master smiled and said, "The people below are so smart."

As soon as he finished speaking, Madam Su came over with a bowl smaller than a teacup. Such a bowl was half a bowl, but in fact it was only a bite from an adult.

The palm beads don’t have the concept of size or size yet. They only smell it, so they start to smash their mouths. The saliva flows downwards.
Chapter completed!