He was about to walk out of the yard. At this time, Princess Pengcheng was angry and her beautiful face was almost twisted. She bit her silver teeth and said with a sniffle: "Kill this guy... and kill him...
Kill him...the person comes...there is killing him..."
Several guards rushed out.
In front of Ye Jia, a sea of swords and fires spread out.
The sharp blade shone with cold light, and his eyes were gloomy. These people had never been masked. They were originally slaves of the Princess Pengcheng's mansion, and some elites she later raised under the instructions of the King of Xianyang.
——It was assigned to her by the King of Xianyang.
At this time, these cold and ruthless faces aimed at Ye Jia, and there were even three crossbowmen opposite each other. The bow and arrow had been pulled open, aiming their heads at Ye Jia's chest and neck... As long as he dared to take a step forward, they
He will shoot him into a meat paste.
Ye Jia really took a step forward.
Princess Pengcheng screamed: "Yejia, I will never be polite if you dare to take another step... Listen, this guy will kill him if he takes another step..."
Ye Jia stopped, and she rushed to him like a whirlwind.
She glared at him viciously, with a manic blush on her face, and she almost wanted to swallow Ye Jia. She grabbed his sleeve frantically and suddenly pulled hard: "Why? Why? Why? Ye Jia
, Why are you so devoted to that bitch??”
Ye Jia let her shake her body, and a sad look gradually appeared on her face.
"Where is me... I'm so nice to you... Yejia, I'm so nice to you... I've never been so nice to any man..." She was hysterical, "Why don't you appreciate it? Which of my things is worse than hers?
??You said, you said..."
This is the fact that she is indeed not so good to any man, including her dead husband. When she got married, they were both young and young. He was a playboy, she was a 15 or 16-year-old boy, of course they all competed for strength.
He is competitive and no one is willing to give in to anyone else. Instead, her identity as a princess must be suppressed by her head no matter what.
Because of this, he died and she was not very sad because before the relationship could be cultivated, she would not even feel sad after parting with someone.