The darling of troubled times: Zhu Yan plays the world

Chapter 1 Wedge: Birth of Disaster

"Ah... ah..." In the evening, heart-piercing screams came from the simple courtyard.

There was a constant flow of people coming and going in the simply furnished room, and people outside the room were even more restless.

"Ma'am, use your strength. If you push harder, the baby will come out." The middle-aged woman shouted anxiously.

"You must keep the child. The child must be fine." The woman on the bed was sweating, her hands tightly holding the quilt, her expression extremely painful.

"Don't worry, ma'am. Persevere a little longer, use more force, yes... more force... ah, the baby is out." The middle-aged woman immediately breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the thin baby, and swept the quilt to the corners of her eyes. Her eyes widened in horror.

"Master, Madam gave birth to a young lady..."

"Master, madam is bleeding heavily..."

For a while, the room became more chaotic.

"What's the matter? How about Ma'am?" As soon as an anxious voice fell, the man in brown rushed in, but the woman on the bed closed her eyes tightly, and in the end, even her husband didn't take a last look.

"Ma'am... I'm gone." Someone whispered, and the man in brown walked to the bedside, with his hands hanging down weakly.

After a while, the man in brown suddenly remembered something, stood up and looked at the baby in the arms of the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was at a loss for what to do with the baby in her arms. The baby in her arms couldn't cry, instead of crying... her eyes were closed.

Madam gave birth prematurely, and now Madam has... If this child also...

"Give me a hug for the child, as long as the wife is gone, the child is still here."

The man in brown walked up to the woman, and the woman hugged the child tightly and said tremblingly, "Master...Miss has already..."

"What did you say?" the brown-clothed man scolded, and when he looked down, he realized something was wrong.

The child didn't cry...

"How did this happen? Give me the child." The man in brown clothes completely changed his face and said out of control.

But when he just picked up the baby, the baby girl suddenly opened her eyes and cried "Wow".

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened in disbelief. The child had clearly...

The setting sun in the sky is like blood.

In an instant, the whole yard was illuminated red.

The man in brown frowned, put the baby girl in the cradle, shook his sleeves and left.

When the mother is born and the mother dies, the sky is like blood, a sign of a catastrophe, this baby must be the one of the catastrophe!

The baby girl in the cradle stared wide-eyed, looked at everything around curiously, and suddenly grinned.

(End of this chapter)