Chapter 122: The Lamb to the Slaughter

Talang was originally in the prison, and his mouth was stuffed with something, and he couldn't speak. Thinking that someone would loosen his ties after a while, he could only watch the imperial concubine from a distance, watching the imperial concubine lose her temper, and several times he wanted to come forward to persuade him, but he couldn't speak at all.

Instead of being so depressed, he decided to close his eyes and rest for a while, recuperate and wait for the opportunity to find a way to leave.

When he was half-asleep, he suddenly rushed into the prison and dragged him out without saying a word. He struggled to give the imperial concubines a wake-up call, but unfortunately his mouth couldn't speak, his limbs were carried by people, his hands couldn't move, his feet couldn't kick, he was like he was kidnapped silently.

originally thought that the county order had changed his mind and wanted to kill someone, but it was estimated that he was an entourage who killed him to warn the imperial concubines, so he thought a lot about death along the way.

It's false to say that I'm not afraid, I usually say that I'm not afraid of death, but when I was carried away, I panicked, regretted it, and was afraid that I would die.

regretted staying by Ouyang Heyue's side, regretted coveting wealth and nobility, regretted coveting the beauty in the palace, and regretted ...... Suddenly, he realized how much he had regretted before.

I don't know how far he went, he was put down, pushed into a room, there was no weapon on his body, his hands were tied, even if he wanted to escape at this time, it was a little difficult, not to mention that he was already stunned at this time, and completely forgot about running away.

Seeing a group of men escorting him, he was afraid that before he could escape two steps, he would be caught and dealt with on the spot.

He has nothing to love, he knows that the clothes on his body have been torn apart piece by piece, and this is like waking up from a dream, the peat shouldn't be that pervert who has thoughts about him.

"Woo ......"

He struggled desperately, although he was no longer a boy in modern times, but no matter how much he spent his heart in ancient times, it was only ideological, his body was still pure, he didn't want to lose his life in the hands of this bastard.

Thinking like this, he struggled so much. It's just that no matter how powerful it is, it's in the hands of others. Just after he hit the person who wanted to strip him naked for the fifty-sixth time, he was also tired and collapsed, but unfortunately they were well manned. It's pouring in.

In the end, he could only roll his eyes, like a slaughtered lamb, and let the people strip them naked.

I stripped it and threw it into a large wooden barrel, the water in which was warm and smelled of flowers. His body instantly became soft, and he didn't dare to take such a comfortable bath for many days, but now he felt that his whole body was relaxed.

His hands were still tied, which was a little uncomfortable, but it was not in the way, for five or six women had recently arrived, each like a flower, and they were responsible for cleaning him, and at first he was desperately opposed, so that he was naked in front of the girls. He's shy.

The original cheekiness is all pretended, and the current embarrassment is real.

It was only later that he realized that he had really thought too much, none of those women had a smile on their faces, they were like zombies, they just treated him as a slaughtered lamb and bathed him.

And he slowly turned from a red face to a natural one, and he closed his eyes and enjoyed it, anyway, who knows what tomorrow will bring.

After washing, he almost fell asleep in the bathtub when someone pulled him out of the water. He just woke up. Wrapped tightly in a big sheet in a chaotic way, he was like a rice dumpling, and like a spring roll.

"Woo ......"

Finally, someone removed the towel from his mouth.

"Your sister's. When Lao Tzu killed you fools, he wrapped Lao Tzu like this and dressed Lao Tzu. ”

"Lao Tzu wants to wear clothes......"

Well, just after a few words, I guess the person also thought he was too nagging, "Hmm......" The man stuffed the handkerchief into his mouth again. This time, he was going to have to keep the handkerchief in his handkerchief.

Treading the waves felt bitter in his heart, thinking that he might not be able to guarantee the late season, he felt that he was too miserable, "Forget it, since you can't escape, why not enjoy it." ”

He burst into tears, though he tried to convince himself that it was better to die than to die...... But when he thinks of the cartoons he saw in modern times, he felt that the things in his stomach were churning, and he felt that life and death were not as good as death.

Soon he was carried into a large room, which seemed to be twenty square meters in size, with a large bed, and a small cubicle, separated by a screen, and hung with beaded curtains.

He was put on the bed and heard the door slammed.

Helplessly, his mouth was gagged, otherwise he would have screamed for help at this time.

This kind of scene made him experience the panic of women, maybe when the ancient concubines were favored by the emperor, it was also in this way, but those women's hearts must be looking forward to it, after all, it is the luck of being favored by the person you like.

Nima, now that he is going to be forced, this is simply going to challenge his psychological limits again.

"Woo ......"

At this time, he was helpless lying on the bed, and he had no martial arts, but he couldn't perform them at this time.

Just as he didn't know what to do, he suddenly heard footsteps and someone approached the bedside and walked towards him. His heart rose to his throat, and he turned his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw the guy who wore a purple robe during the day, and at this time he had changed into a white nightgown.

The strap around the waist of the dressing gown was loosely tied, and it was opened with a gentle pull of the hand.

"Woo ......"

Treading the waves resisted calmly, glaring at him.

Unexpectedly, he just laughed, "Well, you're finally mine." Don't worry, as long as you are good to me, I won't let my dad kill you. I will protect you and love you well. ”

"Peat!"

Treading Lang scolded him a thousand times in his heart, and he wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, but at this time he was now a lamb on the board, and he could only smile at him.

"Sure enough, sensible!" he was surprised and satisfied, and reached out to take off the handkerchief that was blocking Thailang's mouth, "I have wronged you." ”

"Hehe, it's still a great child, but my hands are still tied to my son, so wrapped in a sheet, I'm really worried that I won't be able to serve my son well when it's scrapped. ”

Saying such words, Treading the waves felt that he was bent, but in order to survive, this front is **** and should be stepped on, otherwise what about it? Dead, dead and the princess, he finally crossed over, this glory and wealth, a lot of beauties haven't enjoyed enough.

"Tut-tut......"

"It's so sweet in my mouth, let me taste it. ”

Saying that, he leaned down and was about to gnaw on the lips of Treading Waves, but Treading Waves was so frightened that he quickly turned his head over, and his stomach churned, "Don't, I'm so uncomfortable, can you untie me first." ”

"You're stupid to me, I can't beat you if I loosen my ties, you haven't run away yet. ”

: You haven't left yet, what are you doing? Is that you? Why do you say you put it down, but you can't let it go. (To be continued.) )