Oleer asked the slaves in the palace to take me to rest first, and I was also exhausted, and I just wanted to wash off the dust first. Next to my room was a special bathing area, and the Arab bathing facilities seemed to be no less than those of ancient Egypt, with ornate tiles on the floor, white marble slabs on the interior walls, and small round glass windows around the roof to let in the light. There was a pool in the room, and in the center of the pool, there was a fountain, and the hot water that spewed out steam made the whole room very warm.

I accidentally saw my face in the bronze mirror, and immediately understood why the Arab man kept calling me ugly, only to see that the woman in the mirror was unkempt, full of sand, her face was also gray, and even her eyebrows turned yellow.

I took a beautiful bath, I changed into a Persian dress, and then I looked in the mirror, and finally I was back to my original appearance......

In fact, when I think about it, this time the luck is really not ordinarily good, if I didn't meet Oleye, how could I enjoy it like this, maybe I was still struggling in the yellow sand, I suddenly remembered the rookie lamp god, did he really follow me? "Little light?" I shouted tentatively.

I saw a wisp of white smoke rise, and the smiling boy soon appeared.

"Master, did you summon me? Is there anything you want to make of small lights? ”

"What can you do?" I looked at him helplessly, "Have you heard of King Solomon's seventy-two pillars?" ”

Xiao Deng's smile seemed to freeze for a moment, paused, and said, "I know." ”

"Aren't they all good?" I continued, not noticing the strange look that flashed across his face.

"Hmm." He hesitated.

I just wanted to ask him about the deal between Ole and the Demon King, but I thought that he had been sealed for a long time, so the news must be very closed, and it was in vain to ask.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the door,

"Little light, flash!" As soon as I finished speaking, a slave girl came in with a silver tray, and when I saw it, it was the slave girl who had brought me in just now, and I saw that she was fair-skinned and had a clear outline, like a Greek.

"Distinguished guest, Her Royal Highness the Princess specially asked someone to prepare for you the Sikpa, the Liang Falu Zai and the Purple Ground Ding Dew." She smiled and placed the plate on the low table inlaid with ebony and tortoiseshell.

Sikba only? Cool Faru Jae only? What is it, I took a closer look, and it turned out to be stewed meat and honey cake.

"Thank you." I smiled at her. She was obviously a little surprised by my attitude.

"I'm Xiao Yin from the Tang Kingdom, what about you? You look like Greece, don't you? ”

She was stunned for a moment and smiled: "My name is Hymani, and I am Greek. ”

The atmosphere between us gradually relaxed, and I wasted no time in asking her something while eating.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Royal Highness the Prince are so beautiful, and their mother must be beautiful too."

"The two Highnesses are half-brothers, Her Royal Highness the Princess's mother is Yemeni, and Her Royal Highness the Prince's mother is Greek." There was a gleam in her eyes.

It turned out to be half-siblings, no wonder the two have so much difference in appearance, but the princess suddenly became beautiful, so no one felt strange?

"Her Royal Highness is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." I paused and said, "If it's so beautiful, I'll die." ”

She laughed out loud and said, "Our princess is blessed by Allah and is a miracle of Allah." ”

"The miracle of Allah?" I looked curious.

She hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice and said, "Actually, the princess's appearance was not like this before. ”

My heart pounded, and the important part came......

"The princess used to be troubled by her appearance, but half a year ago, suddenly a messenger of Allah came, saying that the princess's character and prayers touched Allah, and he gave the princess a unique appearance in the name of Allah."

"The Messenger of Allah?" If I'm not mistaken, the so-called messenger of Allah is the Demon King.

"The princess has always been kind and gentle, and we are all happy for her, and thanks to Allah, she finally married her beloved as well."

"What? She's married? "I was taken aback.

Hermani suddenly pursed the corners of her mouth mysteriously and said, "Do you know why Her Royal Highness the princess is so good to you, because the princess's husband is in the Tang Kingdom." "What...... What the? I almost jumped in surprise. Princess, the princess's husband turned out to be Chinese! I fainted, I fainted, it was such a surprise!

"Rest early, I'll be back tomorrow morning." Hymanne stopped the conversation, said a few goodbyes and left the room.

Lying on the black-iron bed with hollowed-out flowers, looking at the Persian tapestries on the wall, I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got a general idea of the ins and outs, but it was too much for me to expect that Oleye's husband was actually Chinese......

"What the hell is the Demon King?" I muttered.

"It's Ruga." The sudden sound startled me, and when I looked up, a small lamp was fluttering in front of me. That's right, he's floating around.

"Hey, don't be so scary, okay, I won't call you in the future, you won't be allowed to come out!" I glared at him, "Who is Ruga?" Do you know about it? Aren't you sealed? ”

"Just because I'm sealed doesn't mean I don't know what's going on in the outside world." He floated up to my side.

"Please don't float around in front of my eyes, I'm dizzy." I paused and asked again

"Liujia, is it one of the seventy-two demon kings?"

"Well, among the twelve levels of the Demon King, Liujia is a marquis belonging to the sixth rank, he commands thirty evil spirit legions, and has the ability to see through objects, change human form, and awaken human desires, however, he can only see human women."

The sixth level is really a difficult demon king to deal with. I think I'm good enough to deal with a twelfth-level demon. I thought about it for a moment, and then said, "You mean he can't see human males?" ”

Xiao Deng nodded.

"Look, little light, you know a lot, who said you're useless." I didn't expect Xiao Deng to know so much about those demon kings.

He looked up at me, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled sweetly, "I like my master so much." ”

"Ah, no, no," the corners of my mouth twitched again, "yes, you're attached to something. ”

He pointed to my crystal bracelet and said, "Here, I originally wanted to attach it to your necklace, but the owner's necklace seems to be a little strange, and I can't attach it." ”

I was stunned for a moment, touched the necklace, and said, "There is the water of the Santu River in this necklace. ”

"The river of the underworld? Then the owner must have mixed his own blood, and if he didn't mix his own blood, this necklace would not have been worn. He smiled.

Mixed with their own blood? This necklace isn't mixed with my blood. Although I was a little confused, I nodded because I was too lazy to explain.

"Little light, I'm going to sleep, Flashman!" As soon as I finished speaking, the small light disappeared immediately, and I couldn't help laughing. ====================================

Maybe I was too tired, but when I woke up, it was already dawn, the warm sunlight filled the room, and the scorching wind characteristic of the desert drifted into the room with the scent of flowers.

After breakfast, I changed into a purple Persian dress and went around the garden. The garden is filled with red, yellow and white roses, which were said to have been cultivated only in the royal palace of the Abbasid Caliphate, and were not eligible for them by ordinary people.

Suddenly, there was a rattle among the roses, and a figure stood up from among the flowers.

He turned slowly, and I let out a sigh of surprise.

The man in front of him is handsome, elegant, exuding a gentle temperament, although he is wearing Arab clothes, but his appearance, his temperament, is definitely not Arab, but more like - Chinese.

"You are the woman that Ole Ye brought yesterday, in Xia Yang Li, also from Datang." He smiled softly and spoke in Chinese that I was familiar with.

"You're the princess's husband?" I immediately thought of this.

He nodded, the smile on his lips thickened, a little dazzling in the sun.

"Leave!" A crisp voice came, and I looked back to see that Princess Oleje was coming, the Persian dress highlighted her graceful figure, although veiled, it could not hide her autumn water-like eyes, hey, wasn't she beside the annoying arrogant prince.

"Leave, you're fiddling with flowers and plants here again." Ou Laiye glanced at Yang Li affectionately, and looked at me carefully with some surprise: "Xiao Yin, is it you?" Yesterday, the gray sand covered your appearance, and I didn't expect Xiao Yin to be a beauty. ”

"Where......" I said modestly, secretly smug in my heart, and glanced at the prince of Harun consciously or unconsciously.

A hint of mockery flashed in Harlan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"It's getting late, and it's time for me to go to the paper mill." Yang Li looked at Ole Ye with a smile.

"Well, come back soon......" Oleer stared at him reluctantly.

"By the way, this is for you." Yang Li stretched out his hand to O'Reye, and I noticed that Yang Li was holding a few budding roses in his hand, and O'Leye was obviously overjoyed and reached out to take the roses.

It's a beautiful rose, and there are no thorns on the branches.

I can't help but look at Yang Li with admiration, such a gentle and careful man, no wonder O'Rayer is so devoted to him. However, it seems that someone did the same thing to me a long time ago......

Sanatus, my mind suddenly conjured up of his figure, and the white rose outside the castle in the moonlight.

"Ahem, ahem, sister, brother-in-law, there seems to be someone else here." Harlan had a hint of a tease in his eyes.

Yang Li said goodbye to Ole Ye and left.

Seeing them so affectionate, I can't help but feel a little sad when I think of their future endings, but when I think that I came to prevent the tragedy, my heart is happy again, but it seems to be more stressful.

After Yang Li left, I learned from the mouth of Ole Ye that Yang Li was originally from a famous family, his father was still the secretary of the Ministry of Rites of the Tang Dynasty, he was free by nature and traveled everywhere, until he came to Baghdad, he liked it very much, so he simply settled down, he brought Chinese papermaking here, and opened a huge paper mill here, supplying the whole Baghdad region, and even the West Asian region of paper, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is rich and rival the country.

I can imagine that a rich, handsome, gentle and considerate young handsome guy must be favored by many young girls here,

I suddenly understood why the princess would pay such a big price to get his heart, but this Yang Li, like most men, really cares so much about appearance?

"By the way, Xiao Yin, why don't I take you out of the palace today to visit Baghdad City." I was also a little impressed by L'Olay's proposal.

As soon as I nodded, I saw a black-skinned slave girl hurrying over and whispering a few words to Oleye's side. An elusive look flashed in Ou Laiye's eyes, nodded, and said to me again: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yin, I suddenly have something, I'm afraid I can't accompany you today." ”

"Well, it's okay," I smiled.

"Then you stay in the palace first, and I'll come back to you later." With that, L'Olayer left.

Watching her walk away, I turned around and suddenly noticed that there was another person here—Harlan.

"Why are you still here?" I said angrily.

"Put your veil on!" Harlan glanced at me and said coldly.

"What's your business!" I was very upset with him. From the moment he called me an ugly bastard, I made a feud.

"This is the palace, I'm afraid that your ugly face will scare others." He was utterly sarcastic.

I took a deep breath, this man's aesthetic is distorted, sick, don't be like him. I gave him a blank look, didn't talk back, good women don't fight with men.

"Still not wearing it?" He accentuated his tone.

"I'm afraid of suffocation." I shook it coldly, turned around and walked to my room. Or two words, patience. I didn't expect to meet such annoying people on this mission, but that's fine, don't I hope so, at least when I leave, it's crisp, and I don't have to be sad anymore.

After staying in the room for a while, I felt a little bored, and the active factor in my body began to move again, so I might as well take this opportunity to take a good look at the palace.

I pushed open the door and began to wander around the palace, where the gorgeous court was constantly filled with slaves of all colors, including female slaves and eunuchs resembling Chinese eunuchs, and I was secretly surprised by the sheer number of them, and of course no one noticed me, and before I knew it, I didn't know where I had gone......

As I walked, I faintly heard the voice of a woman speaking from nowhere, there seemed to be a lot of sound mixed together, but it was so light that it was like the low chirping of cicadas, like an ethereal existence, I couldn't help but be a little curious, and went away, and stopped in front of a richly decorated gate, the sound should have come from inside, and listen carefully, it seems that there is still the sound of water.

I hesitated, but my curiosity pushed the door open.

On that side of the door......

My eyes widened in disbelief.

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A beautiful courtyard appeared in front of me, the courtyard was lush green, violets and frangipani flowers were blooming, the water waves flowed in the huge open-air pool paved with snow-white marble, and the water droplets splashed from the fountain emitted a crystal luster in the sun, violets, frangipani, branches and vines, entwined, full of feminine bewitching feeling.

Under the vines, by the pool, there are one beauty couch after another, and the soft yarn and silk with bewitching colors pour down like flowing water.

But what surprised me was not these, but the many beautiful women of all colors in this courtyard, white-skinned, dark-skinned, brown, wheat-colored, almost all races of beauties, some of them were bathing in the pool, revealing their plumpness, some were talking to each other, some were combing their long hair, some were contemplative, some were reclining on the couch, enjoying the fragrance of the slave girl, and the air was filled with a strong atmosphere of luxury and bewitchment. But most of the women almost always had a melancholy and dazed look on their faces. Could it be that this is the legendary Arab harem?

"Hey, there's a new guy here?" A beautiful woman with better skin than snow opened her mouth, and suddenly, Qi Shu's eyes focused on me.

"Ah, ah, sorry, go, wrong." I stammered back, quickly closed the door, hurried a few steps, turned out of the palace corridor, leaned against the wall and took a few big breaths to calm myself down. There are so many beauties, not to mention the caliph, I'm a woman and I'm about to have a nosebleed...... "Ugly bastard, why are you here?" As soon as I heard this, I knew who it was, and when I looked up, it was Harun.

He glanced at me, then in the direction of the harem, and said, "See?" ”

I nodded and said, "A lot, a lot of beautiful women...... Hundreds, right? ”

"Hundreds?" He raised his eyebrows amusedly, and said, "There are at least four thousand women raised by my father in this harem, and what you see is probably only a part." ”

"Four, four thousand?" My tongue is starting to knot again.

"Four thousand, even if it is one every day, 365 days a year, even if it is 365 a year, then it will take more than ten years to spoil it......" I unconsciously folded my fingers and counted.

"How can you eat it......" I muttered.

He hid a chuckle with a cough and glanced at me with an idiot look: "One a day, you also underestimate us Arab men." He scoffed.

"How many times a day? It's like a stallion......" I glared at him.

"Stallions?"

"Horses for breeding......" I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say!" He apparently heard me, his face changed, and he grabbed my wrist.

"Hey, what are you doing!" I panicked, this man also has the genetic factors to become a stallion, and I don't want to suffer.

As if he saw what I was thinking, a hint of sneer flashed in his falcon-like eyes, and he lowered his head and said, "Don't worry, I will never be interested in an ugly monster like you." ”

With that, he let go of me, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" I stopped him.

He tilted his head slightly and paused.

"Stinky owl, I've put up with you for a long time, are you handsome. If you can be called handsome at that level, there will be no ugly monsters in the world, but the facial features are still there, and I really don't know what is worth stinking. Who the hell is ugly! I've provoked you, your eyes are sick, your aesthetics are distorted, and it's really annoying to be dragged like this! "I finally couldn't help it, and I vented it out, and it was much more comfortable.

He turned around, first in surprise, then with a hint of anger on his face, and then with a malicious smile.

His gaze stayed on my chest and sneered: "The most basic condition for a beautiful woman in the eyes of an Arab man is that her breasts should be like pomegranates, and her part should be plump enough, what about you?" Without waiting for me to reply, he snorted coldly and walked forward laughing.

Boobs like pomegranates? I sneaked a glance at my chest and a cold sweat began to break out on my forehead, pomegranate? It seems like it's too far away...... Oranges are about the same, no, they're still bigger than oranges, and alas, what am I thinking......

This man's aesthetic vision is superficial enough! If you don't listen to the words of a man who has no taste, don't listen......

I hate this arrogant Arab man more and more...... I especially hate his mocking eyes......

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In the blink of an eye, I had been living in the palace for about ten days, and although it was very comfortable, I had not forgotten the mission of coming here. I also want to know what the deal between Oulaier and the Demon King is, but Si Yin has repeatedly reminded me not to provoke those Demon Kings, and I have not acted rashly for the time being.

It's with Yang Li, and gradually get acquainted. Because their new palace has not yet been completed, they live here for the time being, and every morning, Yang Li will fiddle with the rose for a while before leaving.

Every day I see him, he is so handsome, I don't know how many times stronger than that arrogant prince, I can understand why Oleye chose a Chinese to be her husband, Arab man, flash edge......

"Yang Li, can I ask a presumptuous question?" As he carefully plucked the thorns from the rose, I blurted out.

"What?"

"Love her?"

He was visibly taken aback by my direct questioning.

I laughed, although he is a Chinese, after all, he is also an ancient man.

He didn't answer me, a gentle smile tugging at his lips, "I have her in my heart." ”

After all, it was an ancient man, so subtle, but I could also feel his love from the bottom of my heart in these few words.

"So, are you attracted to her looks? I'm sorry I may have been rude, but ......"

"Looks," he smiled again, "undeniably the most beautiful woman I have ever met." ”

"Then if she wasn't so beautiful, would you fall in love with her?" I can't help but think in my heart, if Yang Li saw the original princess, would he still fall in love with her?

He was stunned for a moment, as if he had never thought of this answer.

"By the way, haven't you ever thought about taking Princess Oulaiye back to the Tang Dynasty?" I changed the subject again.

His expression suddenly dimmed, a trace of loss was fleeting, and when he looked up again, he smiled as gently as always.

"Maybe I'll go back in the future." There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his tone.

There seemed to be something unspeakable under his smile, and I wondered if it had something to do with Ole's secret.