"Lift your head up."

The sound of the coldness rushing straight to the eardrum from the crack of hell made Song Baozhu, who was already trembling with his eyes closed, still tremble even more.

Seeing Song Baozhu biting his lower lip, the man still did not move, and scolded as if he was provoked: "I'll let you raise your head!" ”

Song Baozhu opened his eyes suddenly, and looked up at the front with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. It was impossible to see what the figure in the light looked like, but Song Baozhu could only stare at the corners of his mouth with ill intentions, and helplessness was about to overflow his eyes.

"Repeat what I taught you these days." The female voice sounded again, although it was much softer, but to Song Baozhu, it was also like a demon's whisper.

Song Baozhu knelt on the ground, without a strand of embarrassed hands around his chest, curled up his legs. But he was afraid of the person in front of him, so he had to raise his head and look humiliated.

"Nu Baozhu, I am willing to serve Your Majesty. Tonight, let Your Majesty spend it happily. Song Baozhu tried hard to suppress the choking in his throat and finished saying this sentence mechanically.

As if he had expected it, the man snorted impatiently, and Song Baozhu's heart fell into the abyss.

"Miss Song, a woman like you, even if she is sent to the bed, it will only make people boring."

The mocking voice accompanied by the humiliating words sounded in Song Baozhu's ears together. Suddenly, I only felt that the sky was spinning, and I couldn't support it anymore, and it was pitch black in front of me.

Whew!

Song Baozhu opened his eyes suddenly, and his close-fitting clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat.

Song Baozhu raised her head and rubbed her forehead that was jumping suddenly, yes, now she is no longer in the Mi Yan Kingdom, but on the way to the Li Kingdom.

Song Baozhu's maid Moon Nu saw that Song Baozhu had woken up, and stepped forward to ask Song Baozhu how he slept with concern.

Song Baozhu was distraught by the nightmare, so he could only prevaricate in the past. The sound of the carriage gradually stopped, Song Baozhu lifted the sedan curtain and poured into the sunshine of the car, Song Baozhu couldn't help but squint his eyes and look hard ahead.

"Girl, it seems that we are already far away from the border of the Mi country, and after a little more, we will reach the Li country." Yue Nu also looked at the scenery outside the window curiously, as if answering the question on Song Baozhu's face.

But Song Baozhu's face couldn't see whether it was sad or happy, so he just nodded indifferently and lowered the curtain indifferently.

There was a signal from the team to rest in place, and after many days of hurrying, the bones on Song Baozhu's body seemed to fall apart.

Under the persuasion of Yue Nu's good words, Song Baozhu was reluctant to get out of the car and take a walk.

Before stepping to the camp, there were already several women sitting around the bonfire, looking at Song Baozhu and the others who were walking slowly with complicated eyes.

Among them, there was a beautiful woman, who saw Song Baozhu's eyes, and was even more provocative.

Immediately whispers sounded, and those harsh words were like blades coming at Song Baozhu, and the moon slaves couldn't help but look at them angrily, but Song Baozhu turned a deaf ear and only saw the wide river in front of him.

Standing on the river beach, the wind ruffles the sideburns in the ears. Song Baozhu couldn't help but stretch out the depression in his heart for many days, and couldn't help but spread his arms and feel the gift of sunshine.

The rippling river reflected the light, lining Song Baozhu's skin like a white lotus root out of the water, a pair of affectionate eyes, and cherry red lips.

Song Baozhu's beauty has already been famous since she danced in Huayang Palace at the age of fourteen.

But such a beauty is sometimes not a gift, but it brings endless sorrow to Song Baozhu.

"I don't know what she's getting higher these days, and she doesn't get off the carriage or bother to talk to us."

"I'm afraid it's not... Hahaha, I'm still dreaming of being a concubine in the world! ”

The moon slave was so angry that he stomped his feet, and he was about to rush towards the beauties who were saying harsh words, but he was pulled by Song Baozhu.

"Moon slave," Song Baozhu's voice sounded slowly, as unfazed as the expression on her face. "There's no need to be angry with this kind of person."

originally planned to calm things down, but Song Baozhu's words angered the woman who had just taken the lead.

I saw a beautiful woman standing up, with a pair of red phoenix eyes with spring, her small and delicate face was full of anger, and she shouted at Song Baozhu's back: "What is this kind of person!" ”

As if feeling too far apart, the woman walked over with her skirt in hand. It seems to have taken the lead, and the rest of the beauties followed closely.

"Hey!" Under a scolding, Song Baozhu turned around indifferently and looked helplessly at Jin Hongyi, who was full of anger.

Originally, in his homeland, Jin Hongyi's father was still a subordinate of Song Baozhu's father. But now that the two of them have become equal tribute girls, Jin Hongyi of course wants to avenge the revenge of being seized by Song Baozhu in Huayang Palace.

"What is this kind of person, does Miss Song still think that she is still a hot candidate for the concubine in the original world?" Jin Hongyi's arrogant snort was almost about to spray on Song Baozhu's body, and her frowning brows couldn't help but deepen a little.

"I've never thought so, it's just a rumor from the world." Song Baozhu replied truthfully.

But Jin Hongyi still didn't give up, his hands folded, and his eyebrows were lightly raised. "Yes, now that she has become a tribute girl, it is inevitable that she will be lost."

As soon as Jin Hongyi said this, the rest of the beauties echoed and said yes, yes.

Song Baozhu smiled bitterly, like a pear blossom after the rain, it seemed that it was about to break in the next second. "Everyone is helpless to become a tribute girl, and it really doesn't make any sense to compete here."

At the mention of this, Jin Hongyi became even more interested, and paced back and forth in front of Song Baozhu with a contemptuous smile. "Also, whether you can be selected at that time is not certain."

Song Baozhu's patience was almost at the limit, and he glanced coldly at the golden and red clothes and the beauties who didn't know his situation, and he only felt sad in his heart.

Song Baozhu, who returned to the carriage, let out a long breath.

Seeing this, the moon slave worriedly handed over the hot water, "Miss, the slave knows that you are sad to leave your family, but don't conflict with the young lady in red, after all..."

Song Baozhu was blowing hot water, and when she heard the moon slave's words, she stopped talking, and followed her words: "After all, in the future, we will all serve the same emperor and stay in the same harem, right?" ”

Seeing Song Baozhu's relaxed tone, the moon slave nodded in response.

But Song Baozhu smiled bitterly again, and his hand holding the hot water didn't feel warm.

"But Moon Slave, don't you think we're actually all in the same condition?" Song Baozhu said abruptly, which caught the moon slave a little off guard.

"I mean, I think we, the tribute girls, are all pitiful." Song Baozhu said faintly, his face full of loss.

"How can it be, Miss, when you enter the Liguo Palace, you will be the noble princess. And with the beauty of the young lady, it will definitely be higher than the rank of the young lady in red. Yuenu said anxiously.

Song Baozhu looked at the moon slave helplessly, and his fingers buckled the rim of the cup uneasily. "Silly Moon Slave, we were just sent to this country like crops. Imperial Princess? That's just vanity. ”

Seeing Song Baozhu's face, Yue Nu wanted to say something, but was silenced by Song Baozhu raising his hand.

When I first set off, I just felt that the time was so long. But as his hometown became farther and farther away, Song Baozhu's heart seemed to be suspended in mid-air, and he never came down again.

Song Baozhu couldn't help touching the peace lock given by her grandmother when she left her neck, and she could still see her aunt's tearful eyes that day.

Thoughts are like a tide, surrounding Song Baozhu. also gave Song Baozhu infinite courage, since he agreed, he should work hard to live.

Three days later.

The sound outside the carriage became more and more lively, and the moon slave couldn't help but open the curtain curiously and looked at Youzhou, the world-famous capital of Liguo.

But the closer he got to the palace, the more uneasy Song Baozhu became. She tapped the handpiece on her hand, hoping to get a hint of reassurance.

The Youzhou Imperial Palace is called Liuli Country, which is really not an exaggeration now. Song Baozhu's eyes couldn't help but look around, and as far as the eye could see, they were all extremely luxurious.

The glazed tiles in the sun are sparkling like the last moment of freedom.

After a long time, the woman who led the team finally brought Song Baozhu and his party into a secluded courtyard.

Jin Hongyi, who was already spicy, couldn't hold it anymore, and pulled off her veil in annoyance, fanning the wind with a displeased face.

"Why did you put us in such a place, didn't we see Your Majesty directly?" Jin Hongyi shouted dissatisfiedly.

The rest of the beauties lined up in a row, silently looking at Jin Hongyi.

Song Baozhu only had time to take a closer look at the woman who led the team, who seemed to be an elderly man in the palace.

Walking under the scorching sun just now, her hair didn't mess up a single point.

It's just that the figure is too thin and thin, the cheekbones appear bulging, and the cheeks are sunken, with the fake intention of smiling and not smiling.

"The girls have come from afar, it must have been hard." The old palace maid spoke, but she didn't answer Jin Hongyi's words.

"The annex here is dedicated to receiving distinguished guests, the girls have just arrived in the imperial city, Your Majesty has a lot of affairs, the position of the girls and other matters have not yet been settled, and the girls are invited to rest here more, waiting for good news."

The words were decent and thoughtful, and his face was full of unwavering. Song Baozhu vaguely felt that this woman's identity was unusual, and politely replied yes.

Jin Hongyi bounced out of his chair as if he had been neglected.

"Wait? Didn't our portraits have been sent to the palace a long time ago? Jin Hongyi's voice was sharp.

But the woman's expression was still faint, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "At the latest, there will be good news at dusk, and please calm the girls." ”

Perhaps thinking that Jin Hongyi was too unrelenting, the woman turned around and got up.

Jin Hongyi was still whispering to those beauties, speculating whether she could seal a Xiu Yuan.

Song Baozhu chewed the pastries tastelessly, unable to avoid those words and burrowed into his ears. In the past, when he was in the Mi Wan country, the golden red clothes were also notoriously beautiful.

In the past, she was dressed in gold and red, shining like a flower blooming and shining in the country. But another rose as hot as blood, and another as different as an alpine ice lotus.

At dusk, a holy decree descended on the courtyard.

Jin Hongyi took the lead in walking out of the house with high spirits, and did not forget to glance at Song Baozhu fiercely.

The group knelt down respectfully and quietly listened to the words of the internal officials, which would change the fate of their lives.

"The Song family, the tribute girl of the Mi Qian country, has smart qualifications and beautiful appearance, and is named the noble concubine of Song, and she sleeps tonight, and she admires this."

These words hit Song Baozhu's heart like a lightning strike, and Jin Hongyi shouted incredibly what about us.

The internal official snorted contemptuously, "Send back to the country." And he brushed his sleeves and left.