These days, whenever the beauties from Dayan are raped, he will always show them this picture first. Every woman is horrified and will soon succumb to her own fate. She can only be sad. This is fate.
It is the fate of reincarnation. When our ancestors did evil, did they ever think that their descendants would be like this?
Originally, such drawings were definitely not suitable for children. He had a sudden idea that this child was not a child, but a devil, a little devil. He laughed evilly and stared at the little girl's expression carefully, expecting something to appear on it.
Frightened.
The child quickly raised her head, and he stretched out his hand and pressed her neck fiercely: "Ugly girl, look carefully."
The child lowered his head again. After a while, Fangfei raised her head, frowned her eyebrows, her fat face was as crowded as a funny big walnut.
"Do you see clearly?"
"Fairies fighting," she pushed the painting, as if she was not interested, and looked quietly at the two "stones" again.
Luo Jia grabbed her neck, turned her head, and said harshly: "Little thing, look at this first."
The expected panic never came, and she said casually: "What are they doing? I can't understand!"
There was no trace of fear on her face, and even very little curiosity, as if these were not scary pictures at all, or even less important than her broken doll.
Luo Jia's face was slightly distorted and disappointed. He pointed to a row of words on it with detailed annotations showing what these people were doing. He pressed her head hard: "Read!"
"I can't read."
He saw that she was really illiterate and had no knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It was like a heavy punch on cotton. Suddenly he became angry and Luo Jia grabbed her fat neck and said, "Ugly girl,
You are a princess, how can you be illiterate?"
Fang Fei's throat rumbled, her eyes rolled back, and she was about to hold her breath before Luo Jia let go of her hand angrily, as if she had experienced the first defeat in her life. She stretched out her hand and tore the piece of flesh into pieces.
, threw it in the palace lantern, and it gave off a burning smell. He lifted Fang Fei, like throwing a stone, and threw it heavily on the marble floor outside. With a bang, he closed the door with his own hands.
The palace maids outside looked at the little girl who flew out like a paper kite. No one dared to help her, and they were all frightened. Under the bright palace lantern, they saw that her long old palace dress was dragged into a mess, and her hair was
It's shaped like a chicken coop.
Poor Fang Fei fell to the ground, feeling dizzy from the fall. She got up after a while, touched her forehead, and found blood on her hands. She turned around and left without crying.
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