She shook her head at Ying Mo, who quickly took out the key on her waist to open the cage, and then respectfully returned to her position and stood up.

"Don't pretend to be asleep, Kardashian," she walked into the cage, "I know you're awake. ”

"What are you doing again?" Kardashian's voice was hoarse and muffled, surely sleepless and crying all night, "I've complied with all your requests, what else do you want?"

"Don't be hard with me, slut!" the bewitching woman viciously walked into Kardashian, pulled her out of bed, and grabbed her curly hair, which was already in a mess, "Marquis Mo Ying came to ask me yesterday for someone, and I must warn you, say what you should say, and don't say a word that you shouldn't say." ”

Kardashian let out a shrill sneer, and Herry was furious, grabbing her head and slamming it on the bed.

"I don't know what you think, Herry," Kardashian's head was red and swollen with a huge bag, and a freshly scarred wound on her forehead began to bleed again, and it seemed that this was not the first time that Herry had been used as a sandbag to hit a hard object, "but I want to warn you, that marquis is a little strange, you better be careful." ”

"It's you who should be careful, Kardashian. Herry lifted Kardashian's dirty neckline, and it was then that Baby Mo understood the reason why Herry had come to the cage with the torch of the ball light, and the two women stood together in stark contrast, Herry's fair-skinned and seductive figure, and Kardashian's thick, haggard, bloated and clumsy, the latter's exotic physical advantages were completely minus in this contrast.

Terrible women, in such trivial matters, do not forget to give each other a spiritual whip in order to humiliate.

"The Marquis has been smitten by me," said Herry, with an innocent and pitiful expression, and the baby shuddered at the sight, "and he will soon become my subordinate—I have long said that there is nothing I cannot get if I want to." ”

"But have you got Your Majesty?" Kardashian sneered.

"I've got his body," Hurley said with a greedy expression, sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking the corners of his mouth, "His heart, I'll soon hold it in my hands." ”

"I don't know where you got so much confidence, Hurry!" Kardashian looked at her in disbelief as if she were a madman, "You climbed into the Emperor's bed in my name, with the skin of a slave girl from the most humble and lowly of Jarral, the face of a slave girl whom even the commoners of Wessingkai looked down upon, and the love you received from me—haven't you thought about it?"

Sether's eyes swept through a thunderbolt, and he let out a low roar that could almost be heard, and his whole body shook slightly.

Luckily, Hurry and Kardashian were tearing with their lives in the cage and didn't have time to notice the guard's anomaly.

This shock to Sether was what Baby Mo wanted to see—she was very satisfied.

"I don't care," whispered Hurley with impunity of disbelief, "as long as I get what I want, I don't care how high or low the means are. ”

"You don't love Your Majesty at all," Kardashian said angrily, "If you really love him, you won't give him skin-to-skin love, it's poisonous!"

"Perhaps," said Herry, admiring the fingernails in the light of the torch, "since the Emperor rejected me, saying that the Hidden Lotus woman was nobler than me, I had made up my mind—that if I could not get him, I would destroy him, and preferably after he had completely surrendered to me, and then destroy him, and make him regret it—so that I would be most satisfied." ”

"You're pathetic, you think people love you," Kardashian scoffed, "but that's just an illusion." You've never known what love is, and who really loves you?"

"You're in love with the Emperor," Herry lifted Kardashian's chin and patted her face hard, "but did you get anything?"

"I know I'm nothing more than a dog in his eyes," Kardashian said calmly, "but the first two times he came to me, it wasn't out of love. ”

"You're going to die, Kardashian, and you're going to die a terrible death," Herry's razor-sharp nails cut across the slave girl's face, "I'll do to you as I want, and even if the Emperor knew, he wouldn't save you—do you understand that?"

"Of course I do. "Reading the book nest

"So I advise you, when Marquis Mo Ying brings you to interrogation, you'd better not shake out my affairs. Herry's nails were so hard that the slave girl's face was pierced with tiny beads of blood, "Otherwise, your brother, whether he's in Jalal or some other damn country, I'll find him and kill him." ”

"What? Do you think you're doing such an ugly thing, and you're afraid of being discovered?" Kardashian laughed miserably, "Heli, you have to rely on my fake face and assassin's poison to barely sleep next to Your Majesty, you are so pitiful and slutty! I can't help but pity you—"

With a roar, Herry slapped Kardashian frantically, knocked her to the ground, and then smacked her in the face several times.

"I'm telling you, you'd better not be so complacent, a dog is a dog after all, it's a fact that can't be changed. Now you have no other way out but to rely on me, you have fallen in love with the emperor you were supposed to murder, and repeatedly disobeyed the orders of the Black Iris—even if Shakin has been arrested, do you think the rest of the Black Iris will let you go?"

"You're no better, Hurry, and you're one of the Black Irises, will they let you go when they hunt me down?"

"Not many people know who I am, and Shakin is half dead, and I'm not from Jalal, and I'm not a slave, and if you tell the people of Wilchenkai that I'm also a Black Iris—do you think anyone else will believe you?"

Kardashian suddenly stopped talking, staring at Herry with a determined expression.

"What do you want to do?" asked Herrie, alertly.

"I'm not going to let you lurk in the palace and continue to do these dirty things," Kardashian suddenly said with a resolute expression, "I'm going to expose you to Marquis Mo Ying, or anyone else—in short, I'm going to expose you, I'm going to let everyone see through your filthy true colors!"

"Don't forget, you'll reveal your own identity when you expose me, and your brother will die—have you forgotten?" exclaimed Herry.

"Anyway, I'm not far from death, I'm glad I loved once before I died, even if Your Majesty can't even remember my face, I have no regrets - as for my brother, I believe that he has his own natural appearance, and I will definitely bless him after I die, and get rid of your poisonous hands!"

"Yes, yes," said Hurley, his lips trembling and trembling, the seductive energy now completely gone, "then you force me to have no choice—I'll send you to the butcher's shop tomorrow, and let thousands of stinky soldiers take turns to entertain you, and you don't want to fight the Marquis of Mo Ying's idea, and you never want to see him again." ”

Kardashian bit her lip and tears welled up in her eyes, her expression that for a moment would have been mistaken for a moment that she was begging for mercy from Herry, but she opened her mouth again, and her tone was more resolute and hateful than ever.

"Heli, you will never be able to make Your Majesty fall in love with you. ”

"Tell me why. She sneered in disbelief.

"Because during the two nights I was alone with His Majesty, whether he was awake or in his dreams," Kardashian said cruelly, "he had only one name. ”

"Could it be you?" said Helry with a smile.

"No," Kardashian said coldly, "it's the Hidden Eyebrows." ”

Herry's eyes widened, and his expression changed from surprise to viciousness.

Sether stared at the ground in disbelief, his whole being completely stunned.

Ying Mo also looked incredulous, but then she began to glare at Sether viciously, eager to pounce on him and strangle him.

The cage was once again in a deathly silence, and four pale and frightened faces were staging a strange pantomime.