Princess Pingyang lay lazily on her side on a soft bed, her head resting on a monk's lap, with a faint smile on her face.
The monk was quite young, with a face as fair as jade and a handsome demeanor. Even though he had no hair on his forehead, he had an aloof and worldly air that made people fall deeply into him.
Even the maids standing around couldn't help but glance at the monk secretly, looking shy.
The majestic princess, the royal family member, was actually lying on the lap of a monk.
If such a scene were seen by the Confucian officials of the Tang Dynasty, they would definitely criticize and scold them.
But Princess Pingyang doesn't care, she has long been accustomed to such a life.
What's more, the peaceful singing and dancing in this old house has long since made Princess Pingyang lose her desire to fight for power. Some of her former enemies, seeing that Princess Pingyang was not a threat, would no longer take her to heart and let her go.
Have fun.
"Haha, this is a war slave trained by Master Wuchen himself."
Princess Pingyang shook her head: "These lowly war slaves are too weak to withstand my whip. There are many crippled war slaves in the backyard. After a few whips, their flesh will be chopped and bruised. They are like useless people. They are simply useless."
Boring."
The close friends around Princess Pingyang are all the eldest ladies of the wealthy and noble families in the city of God. They are surrounded by servants when they go out, and they are dressed in brocade clothes and tents, enjoying luxury.
Only people with this status are qualified to accompany Princess Pingyang.
A young lady from the Marquis family smiled and said: "Princess, you were the young master of Tiance Mansion at the time, and your cultivation was very advanced. How can these lowly slaves be compared with you? It seems that you are using the methods of running an army on these slaves.
How can they afford it?"
Princess Pingyang snorted coldly: "To deal with these servants, you must use some powerful methods. Otherwise, they will not know how high the sky is and how high they are, and they will even disrespect their masters and servants. This is the way to run a family, and you will do the same in the future.
remember."
The eldest ladies quickly put away their smiles and saluted, "I'll remember it."
The servants around him were also trembling slightly.
Obviously, following Princess Pingyang on weekdays, these slaves were often scolded.
After Princess Pingyang finished speaking, she felt slightly relieved and leaned her head to one side. The handsome monk immediately put his hands on her and massaged Princess Pingyang's forehead.
Several women around looked at this scene with envy. They coveted the peerless appearance of this "Master Wuchen", but everyone knew that this Master Wuchen was the forbidden love of Princess Pingyang, and they could never touch it.
Otherwise, the end won't be much better than those slaves.
"Wuchen, this kind of battle is so boring. This boy has extremely good bones, and his potential will explode especially at critical moments. Although the Beast King is also powerful, he can't do anything to him. Such a battle without suspense is not fun at all.
No."
Princess Pingyang suddenly said impatiently.
However, Wuchen seemed quite calm and said with a faint smile: "Your Highness, this is just an appetizer."
"Oh? What other new things can you come up with?"
Princess Pingyang turned her eyes, showing a curious expression.
Wuchen smiled and waved his hand, and a dozen servants came from a distance, struggling to push a heavy iron cage.
In the iron cage, there was actually a giant snake with golden scales lying there. It had its eyes closed tightly and seemed to be in a deep sleep, but its whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
The momentum was so astonishing that even a few people on the cruise ship were so shocked that they stood up.