Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Wu Meng brought his young wife back to Yangon overnight. The villa had been bombed, and Ouyang Zhen was also frightened and was almost in a daze. The man had no choice but to take her to Rose Manor first.

The building is already completed, and the main building has been decorated in the traditional Chinese style. It is already being taken care of by servants, so there is no problem moving in.

He spent two days with her. If Song Dang hadn't been unable to hold on any longer, Wu Meng wouldn't have wanted to leave his wife for even a minute.

After dinner, the man hesitated before speaking.

“Zhenzhen, Sandor has fled to Mandalay and wants to join forces with local tycoons to pressure the military to arrest me. Song Dang fought for two days and suffered considerable losses. I must go there in person.”

Ouyang Zhen put down the soup bowl in her hand, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

"You stay here quietly and wait for me to come back. I'll be back soon, okay?" The man was still worried, holding her small hand in his large one, his rough fingertips stroking the back of her hand.

"This is the first time you've asked me for anything, I'll definitely do it, just wait for me!"

The girl remained silent, only looking up at him with her beautiful, clear eyes. After a long while, she finally managed to squeeze out a single "hmm."

The man's lips twitched slightly, and he patted her head. "Then I'm leaving! Remember to eat well."

For some reason, he always felt empty inside, as if something was leaving his body and gradually drifting away, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.

Ouyang Zhen never expected that on this very night, when she had given up all hope, her brother would actually come looking for her.

When a dozen mercenaries escorted her to her brother, she still couldn't believe that he had really found her and come to rescue her.

"Zhenzhen, come with me, we need to get out of here as soon as possible!" Ouyang Xu grabbed her arm, trying to pull her onto the helicopter.

But Ouyang Zhen seemed to be frozen in place, standing there motionless.

Ouyang Xu turned around, frowning, "Zhenzhen, come with me!"

"Brother, is it really you? Am I really not dreaming? I'm afraid that when I wake up it will all be for nothing..."

Tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. Ouyang Xu's Adam's apple bobbed, and he pulled his younger sister into his arms with one hand.

"Zhenzhen, it's not a dream, it really is your brother. I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Neither brother nor sister are good at expressing their emotions, but at this moment, the bond of blood ties speaks volumes.

“Go home… Brother… Take me home…” Ouyang Zhen finally reacted, grabbing her brother’s clothes, anxious and flustered.

The coaxial twin-rotor helicopter whipped up a strong wind and slowly flew over Yangon. Only when the towering mountains below disappeared into the darkness did Ouyang Zhen finally believe that this was not a dream.

Wu Meng received the news half an hour after the person was rescued. By then, the helicopter had already flown out of Myanmar airspace, and everything had settled down.

The young wife he stole, robbed, and tried everything to keep, ultimately grew wings and flew away...

That same night, the Burmese prince completely lost his humanity.

After his release from prison, the former senior statesman wanted to win people's hearts and minds, so he always adopted a policy of appeasement, offering more benefits to those who were human and more incense to those who were demons, and avoiding taking any action if possible.

However, overnight, the rebellious son offended almost all the high-ranking military officials in Mandalay. He brazenly broke into their private residences and killed people. After killing them, he hung the bodies on the gate and threatened to kill anyone who dared to take them down within three days. He was extremely arrogant.

Even Cha Le, the only son of the Cha family, fell victim to his cruelty, and he directly wiped out the entire Sang family. In an instant, the entire military and political circles were shaken, and the whole country was filled with calls for condemnation.

Just a week after Wu Meng was detained by the military, an official from country J cracked a major transnational drug trafficking case, which even implicated several Myanmar military and political officials. They not only acted as protectors for drug traffickers and profited huge sums of money, but also planned a large-scale riot during the Myanmar general election...

This unexpected turn of events caused a huge stir. U Lao, the leader of the Democratic Party whose approval ratings had been declining and who had recently been released from prison, suddenly received strong support from the military. Several cabinet officials also gave speeches to express their support. After more than three months of dramatic ups and downs, U Lao finally regained control of Myanmar and became the country's top leader.

The father's rise to power was only the first step; for the Wu family to remain in power, the stability of the military was crucial.

The eldest son is too young, and his military status is too sensitive. Apart from some important figures within the military and government, many people only know that the Wu family has an eldest son, but have never seen the crown prince appear in public.

Therefore, Wu Meng simply promoted the old commander to the top position in the army and air force, while he himself took on the position of commander of the Southern Military Region, holding real power to protect his father.

It wasn't until the new cabinet government was on track that the crown prince went to negotiate with his father, wanting to go to China to find his wife.

The father and son had a distant relationship to begin with, and their bond was more about mutual interests. After the son promised to keep his regime in check, the father could only turn a blind eye and let his rebellious son cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, this ordeal lasted for several years, until their eldest grandson was already running around all over the place, before they finally brought the person back.

Rose Manor.

As the Crown Prince's private jet landed on the tarmac, the cabin door opened, and a chubby-cheeked little boy was carried off by guards. Song Dang, who had been waiting there, beamed with joy.

"Young Master Jie, I am Song Dang!"

Wu Jie stared at Song Dang with eyes almost identical to his father's, then pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Why don't you know how to greet people? Have you lost your mind?"

Then, Wu Meng, who was holding his second son in one arm and his wife's hand in the other, kicked his son in the backside and shouted sternly.

"Uncle Song is now the deputy commander of the Southern Military Region. You'll be working under him for training in a couple of years. You have absolutely no sense of propriety!"

Wu Jie then got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and saluted, "Good morning, sir!"

Looking at the four-year-old boy, Song Dang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits. "Good boy, you truly are a descendant of the Wu family, born to be a soldier!"

Ouyang Zhen was a little unhappy that her husband wanted their son to follow in his footsteps again, but since she had willingly married him and was now willing to settle down in Myanmar with him, she naturally had to maintain her husband's dignity and could only keep it to herself for the time being.

After having dinner at his father's house with his wife and children, Wu Jie was coaxed by his grandfather to stay at the official residence with an AK. Wu Meng, having already done this, decided to go all the way and left his still-nursing baby with his father, while he took his wife back to the manor.

"A-Meng, your little brother is still too young. What if he cries at night if you leave him there like this?" Ouyang Zhen couldn't bear it and kept nagging on the way back.

"Don't worry, baby, there are so many people with your father, they'll take better care of you than we do!" Wu Meng didn't care at all. Anyway, the men in the Wu family were all raised rough and tough, so the sooner they got used to it, the better.

"Are you disgusted by the fact that they are boys and wish to send them away?" The young wife finally couldn't hold back any longer and waited until they got home to ask.

After all, Wu Meng was so obsessed with having a daughter that she was almost possessed by it, and she knew that perfectly well.

Seeing his wife's displeasure, the man suppressed a laugh and gently touched her face. "I do want a daughter, but my two boys are also my offspring. How could I not like them?"

He pulled her into his arms. "Baby, I like you, but I don't want you to have any more children. Two boys are fine enough. When they get married, we'll treat them like daughters, and that will be just as good."