A Guide to Raising a Blackened Boss

Chapter 76 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (4)

Later, as soon as Lin Bi encouraged him, Chu Mingcheng followed suit and killed his brother to seize the throne.

Raising his hand and rubbing his forehead, Lou Zhuang adjusted his posture and closed his eyes again.

Forget it, anyway, I will see Chu Yuanqing in a few days.

Now that Chu Mingcheng has been enthroned for one full year, Chu Yuanqing has already been severely poisoned and his legs are disabled.

In order to humiliate Chu Yuanqing, Chu Mingcheng gave Chu Yuanqing a marriage on his own initiative on the grounds that "uncle cares about his nephew's marriage".

Chu Mingcheng claimed that Princess Yuan was a cousin of the Lin family, but Lou Zhuang knew that Princess Yuan was a female slave in the Gyeonggi camp.

Yes, that slave girl is the original owner.

Lou Zhuang has the memory of the original owner, and knows that the original owner will soon lose her hair.

The reason was that she was disrespectful to Lin Bi during the few days when she was temporarily staying at Lin's house, and the people sent by Chu Mingcheng cut her neck with a knife.

Seeing Lou Zhuang's eyelashes fluttering, He Qingfeng tiptoed to her side and lowered her voice: "Why don't you sleep? Miss your parents?"

Lou Zhuang has only been in the barracks for a few days, and has just arrived at Ji's girl's house, so it is inevitable that she will miss her parents after suffering such a tragedy.

It's just that Lou Zhuang, an innocent woman, has been implicated here, and her parents' fate cannot be any better.

Lou Zhuang: ".No."

The original owner's parents died within a few days after being put in prison for offending the powerful.

Lou Zhuang was not the original owner, so she couldn't empathize with them, and it was even more impossible to miss them in leisure time.

What she can do is to help the original owner's parents to clear up their grievances and punish the perpetrators.

He Qingfeng was very familiar with her, and didn't care about Lou Zhuang's indifference, she murmured: "This is normal, don't be shy."

"My aunt died of dystocia when she gave birth to me. Later, the family suffered a disaster. My aunt asked me to come in instead of my sister..."

Lou Zhuang rested her right hand lightly on her knee, and blinked slowly: "How long?"

He Qingfeng was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of Lou Zhuang's words, looked at the top of the tent, counted with his fingers, and said in a sad tone, "One year, five months and seven days."

Lou Zhuang asked: "Do you want to go out?"

He Qingfeng chuckled, and laughed so hard that the female slave who had just fallen asleep beside her was woken up and cursed angrily.

"Sure enough, she's still a little girl. I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen anyone come in and go out."

"Ah, no, there is one kind of person." He Qingfeng stared at Lou Zhuang with dark eyes, "That is the dead."

Lou Zhuang: ".Oh."

Seeing that Lou Zhuang's expression didn't change, He Qingfeng rolled his eyes: "It's really boring."

Lou Zhuang turned sideways, and squeezed her neckline: "I'm asleep."

He Qingfeng: "."

She was so angry that she turned her head and closed her eyes, not wanting to say another word.
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Early the next morning, Lou Zhuang was awakened by the noise outside the tent.

The soldiers in the camp got up for training in the morning, cheering and shouting one after another.

When Lou Zhuang was arranging her clothes, she pinched her soft calf, not very satisfied.

This kind of physical fitness is not as good as in the last world, and people can't be kicked to death with one kick.

He Qingfeng greeted her over there: "Let's go, let's eat."

Female slaves were of low status and were not allowed to eat with the soldiers in the army, and had to go back to the tent immediately after receiving the meal.

Lou Zhuang and He Qingfeng lined up to get two steamed buns and a bowl of coarse grain porridge, and went back to the tent together with the other female slaves in the tent.

On the way up the building, Zhuang pricked up his ears, making sure that no one knew that those battalion soldiers were gone so far, so he put his heart down, and sat in front of the desk and finished his breakfast.

Just as he put down the chopsticks, a voice sounded: "Hey, everyone is eating."

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a woman with makeup on her face walked in.

(End of this chapter)