The two of them were shivering. After a while, they heard the sound of striding and a man walked in.
The woman on the bed was wrapped in brocade, feeling infinitely magnified humiliation and suppressed sorrow, but had no ability to resist, and could only wait helplessly for the fate of humiliation.
Luo Jia sat down under the lamp and seemed not to notice anyone on the bed. He just looked at the house with interest and looked at the exquisite screen inside. It was an exquisite lady from the Han Dynasty, in line with the aesthetic customs of the Han Dynasty, with a delicate and thin figure.
The waist is not full.
The crying sound on the dragon bed could not be suppressed at all, and it was muffled. He coughed slightly, and the crying stopped immediately. All the men in the country have surrendered. What other way can a weak woman have besides serving others with her body?
Although the two princesses who were sleeping with her were deliberately flattering, they could not hide the sorrow and humiliation of their country and family. Luojia greeted the tears in their eyes with no interest at all and lazily said: "
Get out of here and never appear in front of me again."
If they were granted amnesty, they were lucky enough to escape this humiliation, and they didn't care even if they were bruised and bruised.
The surroundings became quiet. In the most luxurious palace of King Dayan in the past, the room was full of night pearls. Luojia suddenly became confused in the plundered luxury and could no longer sleep. He threw on his clothes and got out of bed, heading towards the flower forest.
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The bright moonlight, the bright flowers and trees. Even the air is bright.
Along the way, there are rows of excavated flower trees, which are placed on the carriage with their roots. The gardener wraps them well before they can be transplanted and survive. Soon, these flower trees will appear in the royal gardens of the North, forming a
A unique and victorious scene. In front, there are some flower trees in full bloom. The gardener has not had time to finish the work, so they still have the destiny to bloom and bloom with their final beauty on the land of the motherland.
Luojia breathed in the fragrance of flowers in the dark night, feeling relaxed and happy for a while. He couldn't help but secretly sighed that the charm of war lies in Si. He suddenly stopped and raised his vigilance. There was a buzzing in front of him.
In this completely conquered palace, he still had to be wary. Although he had not encountered any decent resistance so far, it was hard to say whether assassins would appear.
He habitually held the sword on his body, pulled it out, and shouted in the direction of the sound: "Who is that?"
The two guards who were following also noticed something strange, and immediately stepped forward with knives. Only a scream was heard, and a man had been caught in front of Luo Jia. Under the moonlight, the little man was wearing an old pale red palace clothes.
.The palace robe is very long, perhaps to facilitate movement. She wears a servant's culottes on her lower body, and the hem of the clothes is tied randomly around her waist, which makes her look nondescript.
She was holding a kettle in her hand. The kettle was too big, and she was too short. She was hunched over and gasping for air.
Luo Jiaqi said: "Ugly girl, what are you doing?"
She opened her eyes wide, and under the moonlight, her big, bony eyes glowed with a faint light, like a small animal.
Luo Jia was startled and frowned. The heat from the kettle came. When he stretched out his hand, it was boiling hot.
"Ugly girl, what on earth do you want to do?"
Childishly: "This is my flower tree, but they want to dig it away. Those robbers want to dig up my flower tree..."
"So you?"
"I'm going to pour boiling water to death so that the flowers and trees won't bloom..."
Her little face lifted up in the moonlight, revealing her small fangs, which were pointed and full of wild hatred and wildness: "I like this place the most. There are five flowers and trees that I planted myself. I give them
Water them and watch them bloom. However, these flower trees have to be dug up by them. Why should they dig up my flower trees? I hate them. Why do they want to occupy my flower trees? I will not let them have it. I
We need to water all the flowers and trees to death so that no one can get them..."