Chapter 66 The Skill of Winning Over a Beauty
When Murdan received the letter, he laughed nonchalantly.
He twirled the envelope in his fingers, tilted his head and thought for a while, then a hint of mockery seemed to creep into his blue eyes.
He asked the person next to him, "Is the beauty still refusing to eat properly?"
"King Lie, you know this isn't the first day. Every time, someone has to force-feed her, and she'll vomit it all up. Such a beautiful girl, she's so thin she's practically unrecognizable..." The servant hunched his shoulders and secretly glanced at Murdan, wondering what King Lie was thinking. He had brought her out so eagerly, and this is how it turned out...
Murdan seemed amused. As he got up, he casually tossed the letter aside and said, "Alright, don't be so upset. That's just how beauties are. Looks like she misses me. She throws a tantrum as soon as I'm not around. Sigh, there's just no way to deal with her."
As he said this, he strode towards the backyard, ignoring the wide-eyed, disapproving expressions on the faces of the people behind him.
Soon, the backyard echoed with the sounds of things being smashed and banged, followed by a woman's sharp and lively shouts and a man's hearty, roguish laughter.
After a while of various sounds mingling together, the backyard finally quieted down.
Those outside initially tried to keep their distance, as everyone knew the beauty in the backyard had a bad temper. But when they heard their master handling the situation with ease, and the beauty finally stopped making any noise, they all relaxed.
I knew it! King Lie is truly capable; he can bring this beauty back, and naturally, he can also control her.
At this moment, Murdan was pinching the chin of Consort Ming, whose acupoints had been acupunctured, making clicking sounds, his eyes full of tenderness.
"What are you doing? If I don't let you out, even if you starve to death, your corpse will rot here. Look at you, so beautiful, such a lovely woman, and in the end you'll just rot into a pile of bones. Tsk tsk, how can I bear it... Do you think my beautiful daughter can bear it?"
Mingfei sneered, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Then why don't you take a guess?"
"Hmph. You despicable villains, if you think you can use me to blackmail my brother, you've miscalculated!"
Murdan laughed heartily. "You're very clever. However, you're a bit arrogant. Since I don't mind you asking about things in Ping'an City, I naturally didn't intend to hide anything from you. Why don't I tell you the latest news?"
Consort Ming looked at him warily, her eyes like knives, as if she wanted to cut him into pieces.
Murdan walked around her in circles with his hands behind his back.
"Your dear brother has already left Ping'an City with those hostages, heading towards Nanding City. And your Fu family, amidst the collapse of the nest, has remained intact. What do you think they, and your dear brother, really mean to you? And what do they mean to Beiming?"
Consort Ming remained unmoved, standing straight as if she were only hearing nonsense.
Murdan chuckled twice, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "You probably don't remember, but before you entered the palace, in the outskirts of Yizhou, one day you were riding wildly, and I happened to see you."
Consort Ming's eyes flickered. The carefree days she spent in her hometown before entering the palace were the life-saving medicine that had sustained her through the years of hardship in Yongxiao Palace.
Murdan wrapped his arm around her waist with an ambiguous expression. "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have asked my father to lead the attack on your Yongxiao Palace, and I wouldn't have insisted on bringing you out, my beauty."
"Take your hand away!" Consort Ming glared at him with disgust.
Murdan smiled, and instead of removing his hand, he deliberately touched and twisted the soft flesh on her waist, saying regretfully, "Look, you're so thin your bones are showing, it's hard to touch."
"Speak plainly, don't beat around the bush!" Consort Ming was furious.
Murdan released her hand and stood in front of her. "Soon, we will reach Peace City. Your brother will not take you away, and your family will not come to rescue you. Today, you are in my hands. As long as you behave, you can still see freedom and hope. But if you fall into someone else's hands, you can see for yourself what will happen."
He reached out and touched her face, turned to the side to reveal the dressing table behind him, then went around behind her again, placing his hands beside her cheeks so that she was facing the bronze mirror on the dressing table. "Riding a horse in red, so dashing and heroic, yet now you don't cherish yourself at all. What, are you admitting defeat?"
The mirror reflected a woman with a crazed look in her eyes and a haggard appearance.
Murdan crouched down and wrapped his arms around her waist. His handsome, wicked face, with its distinct features, rested on her shoulder. His deep blue eyes were calm and captivating, and a few strands of his curly brown hair playfully framing his face, making the woman's hair appear even blacker.
"Woman, if you admit defeat, then die in Ping'an City." He chuckled softly, his strange tone sending chills down Mingfei's spine.
Murdan casually untied her breasts, walked to the door, pushed it open, and shouted outside, "What are so many people doing here? Don't they need to eat, sleep, or spend time with women? Disperse, disperse."
“King Lie, this…” The people outside were clearly worried.
"You should treat guests like guests, not like you're looking after a condemned prisoner. If the beauty isn't eating, it's probably because the food isn't good. Just change the dishes. If she really isn't eating, she's probably not hungry. How can you force her like this? I'm not saying this to criticize you, but we're almost at Ping'an City. If you treat the beauty like this, people will laugh at me for not being able to win her over and only being able to take her by force. You're a bunch of pig-brains."
Sunlight streamed in through the doorway, illuminating Mingfei's ashen face. She listened to Murdan's shouts outside, her eyes fixed on the bronze mirror, now bathed in sunlight, lost in thought for a long time.
When the Great Xiao Dynasty established its capital in the south, her younger brother came as an envoy to retrieve the hostages, but she was still here. Neither her brother nor the Fu family had sent her any news.
Is it that they can't, or that they're unwilling?
What exactly does Murdan want?
Murdan walked out of the mansion, but was stopped at the gate.
"Prince Lie, where do you wish to go?"
Murdan looked at the people guarding the gate with a curious expression and grinned. "What, do I need to report to you where I'm going?"
"Your subordinate deserves to die!" The man quickly knelt on one knee. "But His Majesty and the Second Prince..."
Murdan waved his hand casually, "Alright, alright, I understand. It's no big deal. I'll take the Queen back, okay?"
As he said this, he strode out, turned back and pointed at him: "Don't follow me, or don't blame me for turning against you!"
The man stopped in his tracks in astonishment, his expression one of utter bewilderment, on the verge of tears.
Although Prince Lie is highly skilled in military campaigns, his willful temper is also well-known. If you really anger him, he might just ruin whatever the Emperor and the Second Prince want. At that time...
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