Helan thought viciously: When she first entered the eldest prince's mansion and was eager to establish her authority, Orsha just fell into the trap and immediately became her cannon fodder.
"No!" Orsha screamed, like a trapped animal struggling in a cage, tightly covering the pieces of broken clothes hanging on her chest, looking at Helan with frightened eyes, and shivering.
Shouting, "No, no! No!"
"Hahaha!" Helan was having so much fun. He released a light element from his hand, and Orsha was knocked to the ground by a force. She watched helplessly as her tender white skin was completely exposed to the sun, and she turned red.
The fruitful land is presented to everyone.
"No." Orsha crossed her slender legs in shame, covered her chest with her hands, and looked at the devil-like woman above the stone steps with tearful eyes.
"The Great Prince, Your Highness the Great Prince!! How can you treat Orsha like this! You said that as long as you ascend the throne as Emperor Kaa in the future, you will definitely make Orsha the Great Princess, you said that!"
Orsha's fear showed. She couldn't believe that she was so cruelly abandoned by the eldest prince.
What does it mean for her to be like this now?
The toys of the prince and princess?
She was stripped naked in broad daylight and exposed to the palace people who came and went to watch at will. This made Orsha feel ashamed and wanted to die.
"The eldest princess?" Helan narrowed his eyes sinisterly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The bastard is really capable of wishful thinking. With things like you, the eldest prince will get tired of playing with you for a few days.
, still dare to dream of becoming a royal concubine?"
Helan looked down at Orsha from above, and pointed at a burly middle-aged soldier next to him, "You! Go over and have sex with her, let this bastard surrender under your strong body, and let her know what it means to talk nonsense!"
The soldier glanced at the eldest prince hesitantly.
"Why don't you go quickly?" Helan's beautiful face suddenly became distorted.
The palace people who were watching couldn't help but swallowed their saliva, and suppressed their racing hearts. They didn't expect that Helan's light elemental master was such a terrifying and vicious woman. This was simply inconsistent with the image of the holy goddess in their hearts.
But they didn't dare to say anything.
When the burly middle-aged soldier saw the eldest prince nodding slightly, he immediately walked down the steps excitedly and walked towards the naked Princess Orsha.
"No! No!!" Orsha screamed in horror, shrinking back and forth, "No, don't come over, no! You can't do this to me! His Highness the First Prince! His Highness the First Prince!! I, I won't
Damn it, His Highness the First Prince! Don’t do this to Orsha!! Orsha knows she is wrong, no! No! Ah!! Ah! No... Please, no!! No! Ouch! Ouch! No...
…”
The middle-aged soldier was shirtless and exposed his strong chest. He grabbed Orsha's long hair and pulled her over. He roughly transformed the two soft grasps into shape and pushed her.
His body pushed her hard to the ground and squeezed her in from behind.
Everyone around looked at this spicy scene and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
Helan smiled and pulled the large silk shawl wrapped around him, lifted his feet gracefully, walked slowly down the stone steps, and came to Orsha who was kneeling and screaming.
"You bastard. It sounds so good to scream. It seems like you are enjoying it." Helan suddenly bent down, grabbed Orsha's pointed chin, pinched it and lifted it up, "Don't you need a man?
This strong man is probably more to Princess Orsa's liking."
"You devil! You will go to hell, go to hell!" Orsha screamed with the impact, eyes full of hatred, looking directly at Helan.
Helan's heart surged with anger, and he slapped her face until it turned to the left, then glared at the middle-aged soldier, "Keep working hard! You will kill this bastard for me!"
"You! You go up next."
"you!"
"you!"
"Devil! No... no more."
Two hours later.
Orsha was lying on the ground, covered in bruises and filth, shivering, "No, Miss Helan, please let me go, Miss Helan!"
"Call me the eldest prince and imperial concubine." Helan, who specially ordered someone to move a table and chairs, and was drinking tea and watching a show, leaned on the arms of the eldest prince and said with a cold smile.
"Princess, please let me go, let me go." Orsha finally relented. Her past arrogant personality also disappeared under the severe pain in her body. Her pale lips could not stop begging for mercy.
.
Helan's cherry-red mouth was eating the cake sent by the eldest prince. A small piece accidentally fell from her lips and got on her white feet.
Helan folded his legs, stretched out the thin white insteps stained with pastries in front of Orsha, "Lick them clean."
Orsha was crawling on the ground, her pupils shrunk, and a trace of sadness and anger flashed in her eyes.
"Have you not been taught enough? Lick! If I tell you to lick, just lick!" Helan scolded angrily.
With hot tears streaming down her face, Orsha knelt on the ground and crawled a few steps. She held Helan's instep with trembling hands, stuck out her pink tongue, and licked the cake off the thin white instep of Helan.
Helan laughed "hahaha" so much that her branches trembled, and kicked Orsha in the face, causing her to roll down the stone steps.
"What an obedient mangy dog! Climb up, climb up."
Orsha opened her mouth and howled silently, with tears streaming down her face. She slowly climbed up the stone steps and knelt in front of Helan.
"Listen, from now on, you will be the most humble and lowly laundry slave in the eldest prince's mansion. All the clothes of the servants in the eldest prince's mansion belong to you. Now, go back to the backyard of your servants. Without my order, you will not
Come to the front hall."
"Ah..." Helan yawned lazily, pulled his shawl and stood up, "Your Highness, Helan is sleepy."
"I, the prince, will accompany you to have a rest." The eldest prince put his arm around her waist and walked towards the palace, "I wonder how prepared Helan is for tomorrow's selection?"
"Do I still need to prepare?" Helan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The eldest prince just waits for tomorrow's show. I promise, that bitch Xuanhuang will be shamed into grandma's house."
"That's the best. Seeing seventh brother embarrassed, this prince likes it the most, hahaha."
*********The dividing line against heaven**********
"Such a tragic thing happened yesterday?" Ni Tian, who was dressed in tight red clothes, turned around from the floor-length mirror.
Jun Lin, who was also dressed in a bloody red robe, quickly walked up to her, stretched out his arms to put her on the floor, and his head sank into her short, shoulder-length hair, "Yes. The news is correct, it came from the First Prince's Mansion.