Yi Xin as a concubine

Xin Baoer stood in the crowd, feeling the scrutiny, probing, picky, and malicious looks from the men in the field. The girls were like goods piled up in a warehouse, being picked and chosen by these lustful beasts in human form. Almost instantly, a feeling of discomfort surged into her chest, followed by waves of palpitations and dizziness.

Xin Baoer was very familiar with this feeling. The long-lost social phobia came out again in this malicious environment. She couldn't think of anything now. She seemed to be floating in chaos without any support and a shaky and broken feeling.

This scene was seen by all the men in the room as a silent invitation to favor. Suddenly, the looks on her became bolder and more vulgar. Those eager, even anxious looks made Xin Baoer more nervous and frightened. Her thin body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the beads of sweat on her forehead gathered more and more, and finally turned into water drops, sliding down her drooping forehead.

"Plop". A drop.

"Pah." Two drops.

"Click" three drops.

Every drop of sweat that fell was accompanied by a heavy, almost broken breath, as if I once again felt my heart almost exploding due to the pressure of the accumulated air as my body fell from a height.

Although the hall was bustling with activity, Xin Baoer felt as if all people and objects had stopped. She could only hear the faint sound of sweat beads hitting the floor and see the splashes of water bouncing off the ground.

"Plop", another drop of sweat fell to the ground. In the rebounding water, a small, fragmented man scattered in all directions and finally disappeared without a trace.

Panic and helplessness suddenly rose in the deer's wet but empty eyes, followed by a struggle and unwillingness. Finally, it broke through the chaos and revealed a hint of growing vitality.

Her breathing suddenly became smooth, and as the sweat evaporated, her face began to turn rosy. The malice surrounding her faded away in an instant, and a courage tempered on the brink of life and death arose spontaneously.

"I've been on the brink of life and death several times, what else is there to be afraid of!" Xin Baoer encouraged herself in her heart and thought truthfully.

The woman, who was several meters away from her, watched indifferently as Xin Baoer went through the entire process from extinction to rebirth in just a few breaths. A smile of relief and complacency appeared on the corners of her cold mouth.

She was not wrong. For a delicate lady like Xin Baoer, saying that she had a mental illness was just too pretentious in her opinion. As long as she was given an extremely depressing environment, her will to survive would surely lead her to bounce back and be reborn. Facts had proved that she had made the right bet again.

If Xin Baoer knew that the mysterious woman had deliberately concealed some information in order to treat her illness, and was now complaining about her being pretentious in her heart, she would definitely perform a mental illness and kill everyone in her way.

But Xin Baoer can't care about anything else now. She has been on the verge of life and death. Now she is as weak as a newborn baby and can't withstand any hardship.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was developing in a weird direction. The old emperor called everyone in, but was not in a hurry to choose. He squinted his eyes, and his gaze wandered mysteriously among the women, as if he was searching for something?

The men who were originally discussing enthusiastically how many beauties they would marry tonight gradually quieted down. When their superiors' attitude was unclear or unpredictable, they kept their mouths shut and waited and saw what would happen. This was the way of being an official that they had developed over a long period of time.

It's better to be prudent and protect yourself! Those who understand will understand.

After a full cup of tea, the old emperor suddenly smiled sinisterly, and pointed at eight women in the crowd with his fingers seemingly casually but accurately.

Aunt Meng, who usually acted high and mighty, was very servile at this time and dragged the people chosen by the old emperor to the front of the hall one by one, only a dozen steps away from the old emperor's seat.

It has to be said that the old emperor has indeed seen countless people and has a very high vision.

The eight women chosen can be said to each show her own beauty. One is as gentle as a delicate flower reflecting in the water, one is as cool and beautiful as a plum blossom that stands proudly in the snow, one is as pure as a lotus emerging from the water, one is as warm as a flaming rose, one is as quiet as an orchid in a valley, one is as agile as colorful clouds chasing the moon, one is as dazzling as a shining pearl, and one is as lively as a dancing bird.

Among these eight people, Xin Baoer, who had just recovered some strength, was among them. Her graceful and delicate figure, quiet and graceful temperament, and the mysterious feeling of being the only one wearing a veil, undoubtedly made her the most eye-catching one among the few people.

Just when most people's attention was attracted by Xin Baoer, something unexpected happened.

A sword blade shining with cold light flew out from the side of Xin Baoer's face, and an enchanting figure followed closely behind. Xin Baoer was frightened by the woman's momentum and staggered, and his body involuntarily fell in the opposite direction.

At the same time, screams were heard one after another in the hall.

Standing behind a pillar at the entrance of the hall, Mo Xuan Yifan, who was dressed in a guard's uniform, suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the crowd with inquiring eyes.

After a few breaths, he realized that they were not his own people. While he was puzzled, his expression couldn't help but relax. Then he revealed his signature nonchalant smile, made a gesture in a certain direction that only his own people could see, and then leaned against the pillar behind him like a boneless person, watching the show!

Although it was a bit unexpected, he could achieve his goal without exposing his own people, so why not do it? If the expected effect is not achieved in the end, he would just add fuel to the fire.

However, he was so relaxed at this time that he had no idea that the other party not only helped them complete the task, but also exceeded their expectations...

With the first woman's action, the battle signal was sounded, and more and more women rushed out of the women's queue and killed into the crowd.

Their expressions were very strange, with a kind of morbid excitement, as if they had no fixed target of attack and all the men present were their targets of attack.

The whole hall was in chaos. The generals finally reacted to the sudden change and started to seize swords and fight back. The situation gradually began to turn around.

Xin Baoer fell to the ground and did not get up because she was too weak. As a result, she saw details that others did not notice.

Soon, the guards guarding the hall rushed in in large numbers. The women no longer had the strength to resist and were either subdued or beheaded on the spot.

Seeing that this farce was about to end, Xin Baoer suddenly felt her heart contract involuntarily, and a vague anticipation with excitement arose spontaneously.

Because she saw...

"Ah!" The woman's desperate scream shattered Xin Baoer's hope.

That's right. When Xin Baoer saw that the incident was caused by Qin Sheng, who had been hiding under the platform from the beginning, an almost terrifying smile suddenly appeared on her usual gentle face, causing her to immediately lower her head and dare not look anymore.

Xin Baoer still remembers that when she first met this woman, she felt that there was some indescribable sense of incongruity beneath her gentle appearance. Sure enough, her perception of emotions was as sharp as ever.

But unfortunately, Qin Sheng's sudden attack did not have any effect. The old emperor seemed to have been prepared for today's changes.

After Qin Sheng was kicked out, the people who had just been frightened saw that in front of the old emperor there stood a man wrapped in a black cloak. His face was covered by a hood and he was wearing an exquisite silver mask, leaving no chance for anyone to spy on him.

"Dog Emperor, give me your life!" Qin Sheng roared unwillingly, and regardless of his injuries, he flew up again.

Perhaps it was this fearless spirit that stimulated the women who were restrained, and they began to follow suit and struggled without any regard for their own safety.

The scene became chaotic again. Xin Baoer moved her body with lingering fear, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible. After all, she was quite close to the center of the battle, and she didn't want to be implicated.

However, she was once again struck by the ancients' aphorism.

“Good things don’t work, bad things work.”

When the chaotic face flew towards her, Xin Baoer was so frightened that she didn't even have the strength to dodge. She just watched stupidly as the broken sword approached her little by little, and then she closed her eyes in despair.

I thought, this was probably God's will, telling her that all her efforts were just a joke after she had experienced life and death several times and finally struggled out of the abyss.

Forget it, rebirth is already a blessing from God. Now that she wants to take it back, she will gladly accept it.