Chapter 467 Fanwai wash all the lead and Jun Baitou (1)

   Chapter 467 Fanwai washes away the lead and Jun Baitou (1)

  Shangguan Ruo hugged the child and said happy words, but his eyes drifted to the lonely man in the snow not far away from time to time.

   “Miss.” Feng Xian followed her gaze and asked in a low voice, “Do you want to call Uncle in?”

   Shangguanruo’s eyelashes trembled slightly: “No need.”

Feng Xian sighed secretly. In fact, she felt that the uncle was very pitiful. His wife and children died in vain, and he was forced to marry the young lady. She did not dare to let the young lady know the truth. In Kashgar, I have no relatives, how can I make such a miserable word?

   That night, Shangguan Ruo and Zhuge Ming did not sleep well.

  The so-called torture of love is killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.

  Zhuge Ming took his grievance against the monarch and turned his anger on Shangguanruo’s head. As a result, he hurt Shangguanruo and hurt his own heart at the same time.

   And if Shangguan is over there, of course, it will not be much better.

  If she could, how could she have the heart to ask Zhuge Ming to stand alone in the snow? Why don’t you want to lie in bed with him and tease your son to gossip?

   But she… just can’t take this breath!

  Why did you tell me to accept you so easily after being so right to me?

   The next day, it snowed heavily.

  The man who spent the night outside Shangguanruo’s window put on his armor and returned to Aocheng.

   He began to fight everywhere, from Mobei to Hu State, from Hu State to the sea, fighting frantically, so much that the emperor was afraid.

   As the saying goes, it is easy to siege a city and it is difficult to defend it. It is enough trouble for him to govern it in just a week. If there are so many vassal states, the language and currency cannot be understood. How much effort will it take to achieve national unity? What’s even more frightening is that the sea is too far away, and when something happens on the Lantern Festival, when it reaches the palace, I can’t wait for the Tanabata Cowherd to know the Weaver Girl. Ordinary festivals are nothing more than ordinary festivals. If there is an earthquake, plague… these kinds of natural disasters, or rebellion and other man-made disasters, before the rescue troops from the court arrive, the place has already become a new world.

  The emperor ordered people to rush and whip, and even issued eighteen orders.

   Zhuge Ming said: The general is outside, and the ruler’s orders will not be accepted.

  The emperor was half dead!

   Zhuge Ming fought desperately. He was hit by an arrow today, and he could go to battle tomorrow. He vomited blood the next day.

  The emperor’s body is getting worse and worse, and seeing the deadline approaching, the emperor can no longer allow Zhuge Ming to continue to expand his territory. Perhaps, as an emperor, in all likelihood, he hopes to turn the whole world into his own, but this one happens to be the one who has no ambition.

  The emperor was lying on the dragon bed, with more air in and less air out.

  The old **** knelt on the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead for him.

He grabbed the old eunuch’s hand and said weakly: “I will pass on my will to adopt Zhuge Ming to Empress Xiaohuiren’s knees and give him the name of his first son. In addition… After I passed away, the eldest grandson of the emperor, Zhuge Ye, took over the throne, and Zhuge Ming took over the throne. As the young master of the emperor and the regent, he will stay in the court and assist the new emperor, and he must not leave the capital again!”

  Zhuge Ming finally ended his four-year battle on the battlefield.

   In March of the same year, he left Aocheng and returned to the capital. When he passed the royal court, he did not dismount, but looked forward calmly and indifferently, waiting for the palace officials to “invite” Shangguan Ruo and his son out.

   He is the regent, and if Shangguan is the regent, he must also go back to Beijing to be conferred.

Of course, if Shangguan can choose not to go, but Zhuge Ming is no longer a bullied boy, nor is he a weak and incompetent emperor. He wants to attack the royal court for a day or two. You can lead the army into the maharaja’s lair and fight the majesty to the death.

   Shangguan Ruo is no longer the original Shangguan Ruo—

   After three years of absence, Shangguan Ruo is more beautiful than before, the girl’s innocence is gone, replaced by a faint charm.

   And Zhuge Ming—

   Shangguan Ruo felt that he could hardly recognize each other.

   He is a head taller, his body is more burly, fair skin, rough and bronzed by the sun, his eyebrows and eyes are getting deeper, and the edges and corners are getting colder, adding a bit more domineering than before.

   She wanted to stare at him and yell “Zhuge Ming” like before, it was impossible.

  Shangguan Ruo took his son’s hand, came to him, slid his throat, and saluted: “Chen, concubine, please pay attention to the prince, the prince, Wanfu Jinan.”

  Zhuge Ming blinked lightly, and stretched out his hand to the little guy beside him: “Come to the father and king.”

   The little guy shrank back and hid behind Shangguan Ruo.

   Zhuge Ming withdrew his hand and looked at him lightly.

   The little guy was terrified to see, and his two little claws grabbed onto his mother’s skirt.

  Shangguan Ruo clapped his hand, pulled him out from behind, and said softly, “Be good, listen to your father’s words.”

  The little guy still quit.

   Zhuge Ming bowed and took him to the saddle.

   The little guy was frightened, and cried with a “wow”: “Mother! Mother!”

   “Why are you crying? A manly man, don’t shed blood! Cry again, and I’ll throw you off the horse!”

   Zhuge Ming’s threat worked.

   The little guy really stopped crying, stiffened his body, and tried not to stick to the big bad guy behind him.

   Zhuge Ming wrapped his arms around his waist and clenched the reins with the other: “Let’s go.”

   “Your Highness!” Shangguan Ruo took a few steps quickly and stopped him, “It’s too cold, and the night is still so young, it will cause problems.”

   Zhuge Ming lowered his head and asked the little guy in Xiang Xiang’s arms, “Are you afraid of the cold?”

  Little guy: “No…no…not afraid…”

  Zhuge Ming snorted softly, twisted him up, and threw him into his mother’s arms. Then he waved his whip and galloped to the front of the team.

   The little guy turned his head, blinked his watery eyes, and asked, “Mother, father, does he… don’t like me?”

  Shangguan Ruo touched his son’s little head and said warmly: “No, your father likes you very much, so he wanted to take you on a horse as soon as he came back. When you were just born, your father still hugged you.”

   The little guy tilted his head with a vague understanding: “Does the father and king dislike his mother?”

   Shangguan is speechless.

  From knowing Zhuge Ming to now, he has never made it clear that he likes her. He has done some things for her that made her happy, but he also said that he hates her.

  On the wedding night, the sexual **** was so brutal that she could not get out of bed for seven whole days.

   Fengxian and the others always say that he has her in his heart.

   But she couldn’t feel it.

   Maybe, all along, it was just her own will.

   He was no different from those who were intimidated by her father’s lewd power. He didn’t want to marry her, but he had no choice but to marry her.

   (end of this chapter)