Chapter 290 Resentment

After Chen Mingan left, Zhu Huaizhen felt relieved.

She waved her hand, signaling everyone to leave.

Then, Lou Li held her horizontally in his arms, and she began to fall deeper into sleep.

"You said you still don't care about Chen Mingan..." Lou Li stretched out his cold fingertips and poked Zhu Huaizhen's forehead, feeling quite helpless.

If you don't care at all, why bother losing sleep?

The next morning, Tu Mi found out the news as soon as she went out.

It turns out that last night’s homecoming banquet was the Hongmen Banquet.

Including Madam Miao Shan, many senior generals of Northern Jin, Northern Zhou, and Southern Yan, not to mention the minions, were blown to death in Guanyin Tower.

The Guanyin Tower was also completely destroyed by explosives.

Alas, none of the bodies carried out were in good condition, it was really shocking.

Tu Mi walked around and didn't hear anything else, so she relaxed.

When she went back to tell Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen, Zhu Huaizhen was listening to an opera.

Ah, seeing the child lying in a pool of blood. One was crying and wailing, the other was complaining and anxious, and even I was shaking. Such cruelty and cruelty are simply injustice! Ah, thinking about the child from the bed, it has been ten days since today, how could he linger under the knife? All the hard work is in vain, and what's the point of talking about preparing for old age?

Tsk tsk, her prince was actually listening to her least favorite play, "The Orphan of Zhao".

"Tu Mi, you came at the right time. Please ask Qiu Niang to stew a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for me." Zhu Huaizhen looked at Tu Mi aggrievedly, his eyes watery.

"Your Highness, you are not coughing again, are you?" Tu Mi rubbed his forehead.

Only for this reason would Qiu Niang appear.

"Tu Mi, if I don't eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, I won't have the strength to fight." Zhu Huaizhen said weakly.

After hearing this, Tu Mi immediately softened her heart.

Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.

Zhu Huaizhen only ate half a cup when Lou Li asked for the other half.

Lou Li had to listen to Qiu Niang's advice.

Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.

Zhu Huaizhen felt that she would feel much better if she listened to "Peach Blossom Fan".

At this time, Chen Mingan rushed over angrily.

"Zhenzhen, have you anticipated Madam Miao Shan's ultimate goal?" Chen Mingan asked.

Zhu Huaizhen curled his lips and did not answer.

"Zhenzhen, do you know that if you had reminded me, those men from Northern Zhou, Northern Jin and Southern Yan would not have died in Guanyin Tower!" Chen Mingan continued.

Chen Mingan has found out the truth.

Madam Miao Shan was just a small merchant family in Jiangcheng. More than 30 people in her family were brutally killed by the Northern Zhou army. Only she sought medical treatment outside and saved her life.

Therefore, Lady Miao Shan wanted to take revenge, so she gathered many such girls and gathered them in Guanyin Tower. At the cost of her own life, she died together with the shameless people of Northern Jin, Northern Zhou, and Southern Yan, who were the good boys that Chen Ming'an mentioned.