"Husband, what did Ming'an say to King Hala's body?"

Su Manrong slowly turned around and looked at Xiao Chengxian.

"He made King Hala feel the feeling of being despised by thousands of people."

Xiao Chengxian is good at lip reading, and can clearly distinguish the shape of the other person's lips even if they are far apart.

"Yeah?" Su Manrong couldn't help but feel that Ming'an's performance was too calm.

Although she knew that the family relationship between the royal family had been weak since ancient times, King Hala died and Ming'an became the new master, so it was only natural for him to want King Hala to die.

But Ming'an seemed to be not only happy to succeed to the throne after King Hala's death, but also showed a kind of relief from hatred...

"Ming'an's biological mother Nayun was once the wife of the late king of the Hala tribe. After King Hala killed his brother and seized the throne, he imprisoned Nayun and gave birth to Ming'an.

After the tribes became unstable, King Hala gave the cloud to the leaders of other tribes.

Two years later, after wiping out the tribe, he took Nayun back to the camp and gave it to his men.

Na Yun was despised by the entire Hala tribe, and finally couldn't bear it and committed suicide."

The intelligence organization of the 50th Guards is good at digging up people's privacy. The more private things are, the more interested the 50th Guards are.

So when Ming An appeared in Qianzhou for the first time, Xiao Chengxian knew his details clearly.

"So it seems we were taken advantage of."

Su Manrong smiled slightly, but her eyes were a little colder: "I just don't know what kind of role Ming'an played in the King Hala massacre incident."

"Go and check." Xiao Chengxian turned to look at Si Ling, and with just two simple words, Si Ling understood and handed over the task.

In front of the corpse of King Hala and under the gaze of all the people, Ming'an pretended to be sad twice before slowly standing up and looking at Su Manrong with a compromised expression.

"May I ask the Lord of Jinghua City, what do you want to do with their bodies?

As the king of Hara, I, Ming'an, only want to protect my people, and I also hope that Lord Jinghua will not anger the innocent people of the Hara tribe because of these two."

The sincerity and compromise on Ming'an's face were all staged.

If Su Manrong had not heard Xiao Chengxian talk about Na Yun's life experience, he might have thought that Ming An really cared about the people, so he said this.

But at this time, she clearly realized that Ming An was very different from her senior in high school.

Although they have the same appearance, Ming'an has a plan and wants to use her to attack King Hala, so that King Hala will die a worthy death and be despised by all the people.

"The war was started by King Hala and Mingcheng. I am not them and will not take action against innocent people. This is a matter of principle."

Su Manrong shook her head, and the next second she smiled generously: "The hatred between the two cities between me and King Hala is gone. Now that King Hala is dead, the hatred has gone with him.

As for the body of King Hala, after all, as the son of man, I can’t let King Ming’an feel regretful, so King Ming’an can just dispose of the body of King Hala.”

Having been used by Ming An before, he could never use his own hands to take revenge on King Hala's corpse.

Moreover, Su Manrong felt that King Hala had already suffered a heart-breaking punishment before he died, and his death was so tragic.

How can a person feel after death? Even if he was cut into pieces, he would not be able to feel it, so there was no need to do anything to King Hala's body.

Instead, he left the body of King Hala to Ming'an, and he could still help Ming'an. Who let Ming'an take advantage of her?

"Ming'an, thank you Lord Jinghua City." Ming'an nodded thoughtfully. Although there was no expression on his face, he was very curious in his heart.

It seems that Su Manrong must have known something, so he did not follow his own ideas and cut King Hala into pieces...

This woman is really smart.

Her ability to turn the barren land of Qianzhou into a refuge for thousands of refugees shows her ability.

She also knew what King Hala cared about most, and letting King Hala die in such a way was undoubtedly the greatest punishment for King Hala.

It would be great if he could have such a smart woman by his side...

"In that case, we won't bother you anymore. I hope the Hara people will remember this day and never cultivate such a cruel monarch in the future."

As Su Manrong said this, she turned to look at Xiao Chengxian. The two of them rode their horses forward, and the large army followed, causing the sky to be filled with loess.

"Come on, take the bodies of my father and eldest brother back and bury them alive..."

The words "Ming'an's good life and burial" were said almost through gritted teeth.

He wished he could cut King Hala into pieces with a thousand knives, but how could he be buried alive?

"Yes." Wu Teng understood and personally brought the unrecognizable King Hala and Mingcheng to the carriage.

He knew what Ming'an's "good burial" meant, and he would find two unrelated corpses and give them a good burial.

As for the corpses of King Hala and Mingcheng, they will be cut into pieces...

"Wu Teng, what do you think is Xiao Chengxian's weakness? With my current strength, can I get rid of him?"

Ming'an was leaning in the carriage, his flawless white fur reflected his beautiful face, and the lazy smile on his face was somewhat bloody and murderous.

"In the past few years, the Black Blood Organization has grown in size. As long as Xiao Chengxian is alone, we will definitely eradicate it."

Before Ming'an became the king of Hala, Wu Teng was an existence hidden in the darkness.

To everyone, Ming'an is weak and has no background. Only in this way can his brothers take him lightly.

But in fact, two years ago, the Hara clan was defeated by the Shengkang army led by Xiao Chengxian in the name of Xiao Yao.

Ming'an just summoned some dead soldiers and followed Xiao Chengxian's example to establish a secret guard organization that belonged only to him.

"In the past two years, I have followed Xiao Chengxian's example in leading troops to fight, training secret guards, and doing whatever I want.

I am about to become the next Xiao Chengxian, so he should also disappear..."

Thinking of getting rid of Xiao Chengxian, Ming'an felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He imitated Xiao Chengxian to the point of madness, and even wanted to imitate the long love relationship between Xiao Chengxian and Su Manrong...

"Wang. Xiao Chengxian's weakness is the Lord of Jinghua City."

After Wu Teng was silent for a moment, he raised his head and explained with determination.

Before this, Xiao Chengxian had no weakness. After all, everyone knew that the Xiao Mansion treated him harshly, so the Xiao Mansion was not Xiao Chengxian's weakness.

But today's Xiao Chengxian's weakness is Su Manrong, and the entire Qianzhou City...

...

When the large group of troops returned to Qianzhou, following the imperial edict, the imperial troops who came to escort the disaster money had already arrived outside the city.

"Thank you, Lord Jinghua City." The official who came to escort the disaster-stricken silver was none other than the newly appointed Lord Shangshu.

"Your Majesty, you are so polite." Su Manrong raised his lips politely: "There have been cases of robbing the imperial court's disaster money before. I hope that your Majesty, your Majesty, will pay more attention to this along the way."
Chapter completed!