Only seven days left to live? She goes crazy and kills

Mingzhu stood up from the ground, turned around and returned the dagger to Feng Yaoguang, and said again: "Thank you, General."

Then he turned back to the hall, his steps still difficult and hesitant.

Stepping into the hall door, he heard Mrs. Chu's out-of-control questioning and saw her look like a mad woman, and he looked dazed for a moment.

This formerly arrogant mistress of the Chu family, a woman who was considered aloof and unoffended by everyone, was a being who was always elegant and unattainable in the eyes of Mingzhu.

At this moment, he was like a crazy and desperate dog, angrily shouting at Yan Donghuang, as if he wanted to fight her to the death.

But the eldest princess was sitting on the main seat in front, and without even raising her eyes, the elites on the left and right blocked Madam Chu ten steps away.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get even half a step closer to the eldest princess.

And even in such anger, despair, and resentment, when Mrs. Chu questioned and abused the eldest princess, the most cruel words she used were just the word "evil god".

This is the most striking contrast under the huge disparity in status and strength.

Mrs. Chu's eyes were red with despair.

When Mingzhu walked in, her eyes instantly fell on him, her hateful eyes as if she wanted to eat his flesh and pick at his bones.

The noble and arrogant Mrs. Chu turned out to be so crazy sometimes.

Therefore, her ruthless methods in the past, her indifferent attitude towards life and death, and her cold-blooded attitude of treating human life as nothing, all need to be supported by confidence.

Noble origin, strong backers, innate class status, and calm elegance supported by priceless jewelry and fine clothing and food.

She is not a god and will not really care about life and death.

What she ignored was the life and death of those who were lower than her. She regarded human life as nothing more than grass, the life of a concubine, a concubine, a concubine, or a slave.

One day someone more powerful than her will appear, and she will be angry, desperate, resentful, and hysterical like a madwoman.

One day her children will be injured or disabled, and she will cry out in pain.

Mingzhu was silent for a moment, and then spoke quietly: "Madam is right, I am a bitch, so I cannot repay all the torture you have inflicted on our mother and son over the years. Because I am humble, I deserve all the torture. You are noble, so...just have a taste."

"Little beast! I should have killed you a long time ago!" Mrs. Chu gritted her teeth, "I should have skinned you and cramped your muscles, boiled your bones into soup, and made you fall into the hell of reincarnation after death!"

Mingzhu blinked lightly, her eyes empty: "Death is not scary to me, reincarnation hell is not scary, cramps peeling off the skin, bones boiling into soup are not scary, the scary thing is that I can't even ask for death."

What is hell?

Some people appear to be as noble as jade on the surface, and are the noble sons and daughters of aristocratic families who compete to make friends with each other, but in private they are much crueler than demons.

Mingzhu took a deep breath, walked to the throne, and slowly knelt down: "Thank you for your grace, eldest princess. I only wish to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, suppressed and desperate cries suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Mingzhu..." Aunt Chen gritted her teeth, not even daring to cry too loudly, "What should I do if you die?"

Mingzhu lowered her eyes and said nothing.

He could no longer find any reason to continue living.

I haven't seen the light of day for many years, isolated from the world, unable to get along with others normally.

He was of low status, not good at poetry and calligraphy, and could not practice martial arts. His body was extremely weak due to long-term torture, and he could not even serve others.

What's the use of people like him living? It will only waste air and food.

"Death is not scary, nor is it difficult." Yan Donghuang said calmly, "The difficult thing is accepting new life."

Mingzhu didn't understand what she meant.

He has never read a book, has not had much communication with outsiders, and sometimes cannot even understand the words spoken.

The most familiar words I have heard in my ears over the years are the extremely vicious curses and insults that Mrs. Chu and Chu Yuanzheng often talk about.

Day after day, without interruption.

It seemed that he was reminded every moment that his existence was sin, and that he was born to let people vent their anger.

He has no dignity, no freedom, and cannot even make his own decisions about life and death.

He is vile, shameful, dirty, a bedbug.

"From now on, your name will no longer be called Mingzhu, but from the eldest princess's mansion..." Yan Donghuang said halfway, her eyes fell on his frail body, thinking that not only did he have no power to tie a chicken, but he had never read After passing the book, I didn't know what kind of identity to assign him. I couldn't help but look at Feng Yaoguang, "Yaoguang, what is he suitable for?"

Feng Yaoguang replied without thinking: "A sick and weak young man who collapses when the wind blows is destined to be rich and noble."

Yan Donghuang's mouth twitched and he fell silent immediately.

The words "wealth and destiny" sound really ironic at this time.

"You first take him back to my palace and ask the doctor to show him. Wait for the chain first, and I will order someone to find the key." Yan Donghuang ordered, "After you place him, you don't have to come here again. Take people to the Duke of Zhen's Mansion and take everyone from the Sheng family to the dungeon of the Princess's Mansion."

The Chu family has a great business, and she still needs to wait here for the Qingluan Army to finish the search. And Sheng Jing'an is her enemy, and she will never take advantage of him like this.

Feng Yaoguang originally wanted to stay with her.

However, when he heard about the Sheng family, they suddenly thought of something and happily accepted the order: "I'll go right now."

Feng Yaoguang turned to look at the Chu family, his eyes passing through their faces mixed with anger and fear, and then turned to look at Mo Lin: "I leave this place to you, no matter what happens, I must ensure that His Highness is safe. "

Mo Lin nodded.

Feng Yaoguang called two people and asked them to hold Mingzhu, then turned and walked out.

Ying Rong, the commander-in-chief of the Royal Forest Army, and the Royal Forest Army he brought were all blocked outside the gate of the Chu family. Si Ying and Rong Ying were the two most skilled in martial arts around Yan Donghuang. The Shadow Guard.

Ying Rong, who is known as the number one master, can't please Xie Yunjian, and he has no chance of winning when he meets Si Ying and Rong Ying.

Feng Yaoguang stepped out of the Chu family's gate and met Ying Rong's gloomy eyes. He raised his eyebrows and said in a lazy and playful voice: "Are you the only one who can master the emperor's skills? How come Ying, the commander-in-chief, is such a master? You are injured, and your loyal Majesty the Emperor still lets you run around non-stop. Why don't you worry that you will die outside the palace and he doesn't even have anyone to protect you? "

Ying Rong said coldly: "The emperor had a decree, but the Qingluan army stopped me outside the palace and refused to let me see the princess. Is this considered a blatant rebellion?"

Feng Yaoguang seemed to be thinking. After a moment, he nodded slowly: "Well, I should forget it."

Ying Rong's expression darkened, and a frightening light burst out from his eyes.

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