MTL - Royal Beloved Black Wife-Chapter 463 The death of Minglan

   Chapter 463 The Death of Fanwai Minglan

  Blood, flesh, purple river cart, umbilical cord... splattered all over the place.

  The maharaja was holding the little baby girl who was less than a month in his arms. She had wrinkled skin and soft hair. While yawning, she put her thumb into her mouth and sucked it.

  She opened her eyes wide, and her round pupils were like jewels as she glanced around the room.

   Maharaja smiled softly: "Can you see it, little thing?"

   She continued to **** her fingers, not knowing whether she heard the words of the majesty.

  The Maharaja glanced at the woman who could no longer move, his eyes stayed on her dead face for a moment, he turned his head without the slightest pity, and continued to tease the little baby in his arms.

He has always been a person who killed innocent people, probably because all his kindness was given to his daughter, so the rest of the people are no different from a tree or a stone in his eyes, when they block him or his daughter's way, he wouldn't hesitate to uproot or kick them away.

   "I gave you a chance child, but you are so disobedient, if I let you go, what am I doing?"

  The maharaja curled the corners of his lips coldly and instructed Ada, "Okay, clean it up."

   "Ah!" Ada dressed Ming Lan, not knowing what to think, looked at the majesty and said, "This baby..."

   The little baby licks his fingers and licks very sweetly, neither crying nor annoyed, very cute.

The Maharaja stretched out his cold fingertips and stroked her delicate face: "Ruo'er was also born prematurely, and it is said that premature children are difficult to support. Look at how good and beautiful Ruo'er is, she is just like her mother. The same kiss."

   When Ada heard this, he knew that the majesty remembered something sad. There are some secrets that others don't know, but he can't be clear. His father was the imperial physician of the royal court before his death, and the three children of the Maharaja were all delivered by his father. The first two boys came out very smoothly, but when it was Shangguan Ruoshi's turn, they encountered premature and difficult labor. The maharaja had thought about giving up the child, but the madam handed the dagger to his father.

After   , Shangguan Ruo was successfully dissected out, but the concubine died due to excessive blood loss.

   Later, although the Maharaja married a very virtuous wife, he never let the other party conceive his child again.

   I don’t know if your Majesty doesn’t want to, or is afraid.

  The maharaja pinched the tip of the little baby girl's nose: "You know how to do it."

  Ada nodded: "Yes."

  At sunset, the bodies of Ming Lan and a little baby girl were transported back to the palace.

   "The little princess should have no signs of life in her womb." Zuzuo said, "Her lungs are different from normal babies... She walked... without pain. Seventh Prince, condolences."

   At first glance, it can be seen that it is murder and torture, because not only was her stomach cut open, but the nails on her hands and feet were also pulled out. Judging from the blood, it can be seen that all her tortures were carried out before she died. Zuo Zuo has been performing autopsy for many years, and he has never seen any kind of tragedy, but this kind of... looking at the horrific corpse, but can imagine the situation of the other party's elegant and cruel smile... He is simply the first time in his life!

   That was no ordinary murderer, but a graceful, brutal, bloody, smiling demon.

  The only thing that is fortunate is that the little baby was not abused and was stillborn.

Zhuge Ming hugged the already stiff little baby girl into his arms, tears the size of beans fell down, drop by drop on the back of his hand, frozen like ice, and hot like a soldering iron, and a tearing pain spread in his heart. He was speechless.

  Su Rong cried faintly: "How could this happen? Why...why did you run out...who...who is so cruel..."

   In the blink of an eye, it is late autumn again.

   This year seems to be a lot colder than in previous years. There is news from the grasslands that many flocks have frozen to death. The life of the herdsmen is not easy.

  The frontier fought two small battles, which was a test of the strength of both sides.

   Everyone understands that once the severe winter comes, the border between Mobei and Kashiqing will usher in a very cruel and fierce battle.

  This is destined to be a **** winter.

  The streets and alleys are covered with notices of recruiting soldiers and horses. Although Kashiqing has his own army, the emperor also wants to take the opportunity to establish his own. There is no more suitable reason than war.

   Zhuge Ming took the notice and returned to the palace. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shangguan Ruo standing there with a complicated expression.

   "You..." She looked at the notice in his hand, her throat slid, "You want to join the army?"

   Zhuge Ming didn't say a word, didn't even look at her, and walked past her.

Shangguan Ruo turned around, looked at his indifferent back, and said, "If you want to fight, you can join my father's army! Aocheng is frozen all the year round, and people from the Central Plains can hardly move there, let alone fight! You will not be able to come back. of!"

   Zhuge Ming didn't even stop for her.

  Shangguan Ruo took steps to catch up: "Zhuge Ming! How long are you going to neglect me? The last time you talked to me was in the year, now it's October! Am I so annoying to you?"

   "Yes." Zhuge Ming finally stopped, looking at her coldly, full of disgust.

   Shangguan Ruo was shocked: "What did you say?"

  Zhuge Ming flicked the hand she grabbed on his arm, and said word by word, "I hate you, I hate you so much, I can't even eat if I look at it one more time!"

  Shangguanruo's smile was shattered all at once.

  The first snow in the capital came very quickly. It was a cloudy day, and the cold wind blew chills. There were registration points for recruits everywhere on the streets.

   "How old is it?" The guard sitting on the chair tapped on the pen.

  The fat young man in the first row said: "Ten... Nineteen."

  The guard gave a nonchalant "um", glanced at him, and said, "Is it hard to use your eyes?"

  The fat young man smiled shyly: "Left...left...left eye is good...good..."

  The guard sniffed: "Go over there and put on a padded coat."

   This is the income preparation camp.

  The fat young man was overjoyed: "more...more...thank...thank you sir!"

  The guard waved his hand impatiently: "Next!"

  Fengxian lowered the curtain, blocking the eyes of Shangguan Ruo who had been staring at the men, and said warmly: "In a few days, we will return to Kashiqing."

   Shangguan Ruo was in a daze: "You need the lame, the blind, and even the 60-year-old. Can such an army defeat the Mobei people?"

  Fengxian smiled: "It doesn't matter if you can't win, and your father, your father's army, will definitely be able to conquer the Mobei camp."

   "Really?" Shangguan Ruo turned his face away.

In the    camp, the newly enlisted soldiers stood on the training platform, received the assessment one by one, and were divided into four teams, A, B, C, and D, according to the assessment results. Among them, the A team had the best results and the D team had the lowest score. Basically, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled are all concentrated in the D team.

  Unexpectedly, Zhuge Ming saw Chen Shizi during the assessment of the soldiers.

  Chen Shizi was sweating profusely. Obviously just after the assessment, he shook his head, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Wow! Seventh Prince, why are you here?"

   Zhuge Ming said: "There is no prince here, so call me Zhuge Ming from now on."

   "Oh, good." Chen Shizi smiled cheerfully, "Then you will also call me Chen Bin in the future! I've finished the exam, and I'm in Team A! You haven't taken the test yet? But with your skills, Team A will be fine!"

   Zhuge Ming didn't say anything and turned to the training platform.

  Chen Bin opened his mouth: "Hey! You..." It's been so long since his wife and children passed away, how come he still looks preoccupied?

   Zhuge Ming played very well, and only one move was used to restrain the deputy colonel.

   After an hour, the result came out: he was assigned to Team D.

   This is a team ready to die at any time, with only two functions: free labor when not fighting and human shields when fighting.

Several veterans threw the stinking dirty clothes in front of Team D's tent: "Clean it up! Wash it clean and go to the kitchen to cook! There is also firewood to chop! Get up at the moment, make breakfast at the third hour, and cook at the fourth hour. Clean up the camp!"

The members of   Team Ding looked at each other, Zhang Xiaopang swallowed his saliva and said, "This...I...I...I...we...are...come...to fight...war...no...is...come...to do...help!"

   Several veterans laughed.

   "He said war, did you hear that?"

   "The blind man is still fighting!" One person said vividly, "Oh, God, don't kill me, I'm here! I can't see! You have pity on me!"

"Hahaha…"

   The four of them burst into laughter.

  Zhang Xiaopang lowered his head red-faced.

   Zhuge Ming kicked the clothes over with a blank expression: "Wash and cook by yourself, our chief is not you, you have no right to issue orders."

   "Boy, shame on your face, huh?" The four rushed over, surrounded Zhuge Ming, and had a big fight with him.

When    was shopping on the street, the majesty stopped Zhuge Ming: "On the first day, I will be enmity with others. Life in the military camp is not as easy as you think."

   Zhuge Ming glanced at him coldly: "Thanks to you, it's pretty decent."

  The maharaja smiled: "You said that you have such a good foundation, staying in that kind of place, and some tyrannical things, how about it? Come to my command, you are my son-in-law, I will take care of you well if I say anything."

   "Son-in-law?" Zhuge Ming snorted expressionlessly, "I don't remember that I was married to your daughter."

   Maharaja raised his eyebrows: "You will soon."

   Zhuge Ming's expression changed: "What are you going to do?"

  The maharaja waved his hand, and two guards stepped forward and held his shoulders.

   Zhuge Ming slashed with his backhand and kicked his foot, forcing the two back a few steps.

After a few moves   , the two fell behind.

  The Maharaja gave Ada a wink, Ada put down the machete with a heavy expression, and rushed towards Zhuge Ming with his bare hands.

   After all, Ada was the number one warrior in the grasslands. During the fight, Zhuge Ming took several hits on his arms and thighs, but it was surprising that he still controlled Ada.

  The maharaja hooked his lips: "What a brave little lion, Ada is not good at boxing. If he brought a knife, you would be dead now."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure swayed in front of Zhuge Ming at an unattainable speed, grabbed Zhuge Ming's neck with a palm, and lifted him off the ground: "You are good, very good, but it is only Not bad, fight with me, you are still too far away!"

   Zhuge Ming grabbed his hand around his neck with one hand and punched and kicked with his lower limbs with the other hand, but he never hurt the Maharaja.

   The veins on his forehead burst out, and his eyes were about to split.

  The maharaja looked at him playfully: "Serve me and marry my daughter, you can choose one, I will count three times, if you don't answer, I will help you decide. One, two..."

   Zhuge Ming's throat was so tightly strangled that he couldn't pronounce a single syllable!

   "Three!" Your Majesty smiled with satisfaction, "Very good, then marry my daughter."

   Zhuge Ming's eyes almost burst into flames!

The maharaja laughed and said, "Oh, there's another thing I don't seem to have told you, your ex-wife has a younger brother named Mingyue, who was just sold to a brothel. He's really a beautiful child. He will definitely become a lovable little shepherd. I'm thinking, should we... tell Ruo'er about you, your ex-wife, and Mingyue's death at the same time?"

   (end of this chapter)