The so-called military prostitute camp is a barren land fenced off next to the rebels' camping place on the outskirts of the city, so that the rebels can "access it at any time".

The north wind howled wantonly, rolling up the snow-soaked straw on the ground, and hundreds of ragged women shivered and huddled together, all too thin to be human.

Most of these were the wives and daughters of important prisoners of the imperial court, who were originally imprisoned in prisons in the capital, and after King Yao led the rebels to usurp the throne, he rewarded them to his soldiers to comfort the hearts of the army.

"Princess Amayu, please!" The jailer thrust her into the fence.

Xu Qingqing was unsteady on her feet, staggered to the ground, and rolled in the mud.

She struggled to get up from the ground, barely wrapping up in her thin clothes, and felt like a nightmare.

That Prince Hong is either a fool or a madman, how can he conclude that she is Princess Yuyu based on Mrs. Yuan's words alone, and reward her to the three armies?

She should have told him that she was not Princess Yu at all, but the daughter of Concubine Xu who was beaten into the cold palace......

The two jailers behind her, staring at her snow-white neck, both moved their Adam's apples.

Princess Amazu?

Tsk, this is a golden branch and jade leaf!

One swallowed saliva and rubbed his palms and grinded his fists: "Anyway, tomorrow is to reward the three armies, it is better to let Lao Tzu taste it first......"

The other person heard an evil fire rushing upwards, and he also stepped forward with a smile.

Xu Qingqing was shocked and hid back again and again.

"What are you hiding, who doesn't know that your face and fornication harem are no worse than your father's faint king?" The jailer scoffed at her panic, and felt that the woman really had a way of pretending.

I don't know, I'm afraid I'll really think she's a good girl!

In normal times, the women in the military prostitute camp would have a lot of affection.

But it is not someone else who is being humiliated now, but the faint monarch who ruined their family-the daughter of Emperor Li.

Oh, it's a delight!

The two jailers were extremely strong, one held Xu Qingqing down, and the other began to tear her clothes.

Xu Qingqing was their opponent, struggling hard, but she couldn't move, and the thin Luo skirt was soon torn apart, revealing the smooth skin inside.

"She is worthy of being the daughter of the queen of the previous dynasty, and she really looks like a flower and a moon!" One man's eyes were straight.

The other person snorted and retorted without thinking: "What is the queen of the previous dynasty, and the concubine Xu that the faint monarch snatched from the Yue Kingdom is really stunning...... If I can taste the taste of that beauty, it will be worth it to put a knife on my neck and let me die! ”

The two didn't know that Concubine Xu had been in the cold palace for more than ten years, and her appearance was no longer as good as it was at the beginning.

She managed to escape from the cold palace, but was confronted by the rebels who burned and killed her, cut off her for fun, threw her in the mud, and let the horses trample her.

No one cares what kind of face is hidden under the messy hair, and no one cares about the pain and bumpy fate of her years......

Only Xu Qingqing cares.

That's her mother, a mother who is willing to eat chaff, swallow her anger, and never let her suffer the slightest grievance!

Now, he can't even die well, and he will become the laughing stock in the mouths of these shameless people......

She held back tears, her heart aching so much that she couldn't breathe, and she bit down on the arm of the man who tore at his clothes.

This mouth is deep to the bone, and it is covered with blood and flesh.

The man screamed all the time—he wasn't a heroic man, otherwise he would have been sent to guard this little military prostitute camp?

"Little, I don't think you want to live anymore!" He was so angry that he pulled out the big knife on his waist and slashed at Xu Qingqing's head.

The broadsword was maroon red, emitting an unpleasant fishy smell, and I don't know how much innocent blood it had stained.

Xu Qingqing didn't have time to dodge, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Warm tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and were soon blown cold by the howling north wind.

My mother has already gone to Huangquan Prefecture, and she has no one to sue or rely on in this world.

Death doesn't seem like a bad thing......

But the knife did not fall for a long time.

She opened her eyes in surprise and saw two jade-like fingers pinching the blade, fixing the heavy knife lines in mid-air.

The tip of the knife flickered, but it was nowhere near as sharp as the man's eyes, which were so sharp that his throat tightened.

Xu Qingqing shuddered - it was him?