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Zuo Ying shook off her scarlet feather with her hand, stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet, and staggered towards the door of the outrageously large room.

After a few steps, his clothes were hung by something, and his body suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, the bones on his arms hurt as if they were about to crack, and there was a piercing sound, and his palms were still hurt by something that fell to the ground.

"Princess! Princess! ”

Seeing this, Scarlet Feather and the other palace maids who were waiting on the side in the room all screamed and hugged Zuo Ying up, helping her to arrange her hair and skirt while constantly chanting "Slave and maid should die, slave and maid should die, slave and maid should be damned......

Zuo Ying looked down and saw that what had fallen to the ground just now was a bronze mirror that she had knocked off the dresser.

When she accidentally caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she was really taken aback!

"Lift it up." Zuo Ying pointed to the bronze mirror and said.

The two palace maids hurriedly picked up the bronze mirror and put it back on the dresser.

Zuo Ying held her breath, walked to the dresser, and examined herself in the bronze mirror.

I saw that in the mirror she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her skin was so fair that she seemed to have lived in a cellar all the year round, almost bloodless; The body is so weak that it seems that he has never done physical exercise other than eating, sleeping, and pressing the road, no wonder he will be exhausted after struggling in the water a few times just now; It's not an exaggeration to say that the face of an angel is a face, but it's a pity that it's a relatively tender angel, and it still has the childishness of a half-grown child. Now in the mirror, this disheveled, long hair is even more fragile, I feel pitiful, and my original domineering and mature feminine charm of the perfect image is very different. Only the look in her eyes that matched the shock in her heart at the moment allowed her to recognize that this was her current self!

Zuo Ying's head was dizzy again. She didn't lose consciousness this time, but the vertigo was worse than the previous ones. It's not as simple as discovering that your appearance has completely changed. She finally understood that she was still alive, but not in her original body, but in the body of an ancient princess who was no more than fifteen years old. Everything experienced in the coma is not a dream at all, but a memory held by this body!

At the age of 21, Zuo Ying, who took over the black market arms business he ran because of his father's early death, has managed to turn a small gang that was originally just surviving in the cracks into the largest black market arms dealer in Asia in just six years. In the next few years, her business has occupied a place in both the Middle East market and the North African market. No one knows how she did it; What everyone is known for is her genius business acumen and ruthless methods.

But right now, her legend was interrupted. For those girls with innocent reverie, it may be a romantic thing to travel back to ancient times to become a princess; But for her, it was undoubtedly a kind of banishment in the name of rebirth.

The joke of fate is very big, first with a sudden car accident to take away her father, so that in order to inherit her father's legacy, she has changed from a top political science student at the University of Jena, Germany to a big sister in the underworld; Until she relied on her own ability to become a powerful underworld sister, fate took away her identity and status that she had worked so hard for, making her a vase and ornament, and in such a bizarre and ridiculous way.

Brother Cangtian, you can't play with me, are you finally going to hang up? Zuo Ying couldn't help but sneer from the bottom of her heart.

She was surrounded by the ladies and sat back on the bed. Scarlet Feather walked over, lifted something high above her head, and knelt in front of her. The other palace maids also knelt in a row behind Scarlet Feather.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, the slave deserves to die, please give the princess a sin." Scarlet Feather's still gentle voice seemed to carry a hint of trepidation.

The palace maids behind her also kept kowtowing.

Zuo Ying fixed his eyes and saw that Scarlet Feather's soft and green slender hands were holding a pair of rolled leather whips.

Although Zuo Yingzhen was not soft-hearted when she started punishing people, she was definitely not a person who did not know how to reward and punish.

"What are your sins?" Zuo Ying said absentmindedly.

Hearing Zuo Ying ask, Scarlet Feather raised her head slightly in surprise, and quickly lowered her head, "Let Her Royal Highness the princess fall, and the crime of poor service of the slave and maid should be cured." ”

Zuo Ying noticed at this time that on the snow-white arm that appeared from the cuffs that slipped down because of the scarlet feathers holding his hands high, he could actually see several deep and shallow blood marks, old and new, and one or two were broken skin and flesh that had not yet healed, which was obviously caused by whipping. And judging from the frightened demeanor of the group of palace maids behind her, they must have been whipped in the past.

Whip? It's all a self-righteous rookie or a pervert. Zuo Ying hooked the corners of her mouth disdainfully, "Whipping is too tiring, and iron rods are more convenient." When you go down with a stick, even the flesh and bones make a crisp sound, and you don't have to worry about the blood spilling out too quickly. ”

As soon as these words came out, the palace maids were so frightened that they knocked their heads harder and stopped talking, and kept begging for mercy: "The slave and maid are guilty, the slave and maid don't dare anymore, the princess spares her life, the princess spares her life!" ”

Zuo Ying blew lazily, "If you still want to be able-bodied, what should you do immediately." ”

Hearing Zuo Ying say this, all the palace maids retreated one after another as if they had been amnestied. Scarlet Feather finally lowered her hands holding the leather whip high, handed the leather whip to the palace maid behind her, and continued to kneel quietly to the side. When there was no summons, she could really be as quiet as a statue—a statue of a beauty carefully carved from white jade.

Zuo Ying also seemed to be infected, and her not-so-good mood slowly calmed down. In addition, because she still had headaches and dizziness because of severe lack of oxygen, Zuo Ying had to lie down.

Scarlet Feather hurriedly stepped forward and covered her with a brocade quilt.

At this moment, a rumor came from outside: "Your Majesty has arrived-"

After a while, a young man in gorgeous clothes walked in and hugged him. When all the palace maids saw this man kneeling, they all said in unison: "Your Majesty! ”

The man was about twenty years old, wearing a dark gauze court dress, the intricate and gorgeous honeysuckle patterns on the court clothes showed the dignity of the wearer's status, and the five-beam Jinxian crown he wore on his head was even more likely to be worn by only one person in the Great Zhou Dynasty. He walked vigorously, with a handsome facial features and blazing eyes, but there was a faint hint of melancholy between his eyebrows.

This person Zuo Ying recognized, he was clearly the man who slapped her in the dream just now, her "imperial brother" - the son of heaven in the current Great Zhou Dynasty.

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