I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

Furthermore, after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous atmosphere of openness and tolerance was gone forever.

Since the Song Dynasty, society has imposed increasingly strict restrictions on women.

What about the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, starving to death is a small matter while losing one's chastity is a big matter, each one is more disgusting than the other.

This kind of life is torture every day.

Other fellow time travelers could survive, but she couldn't.

"Who is so bold as to trespass here? Don't you want to live?"

The old eunuch's angry rebuke disturbed Huirou's thoughts.

Huirou came back to her senses, glanced at him lightly, and then clapped her hands.

The next second, two figures, one blue and one purple, appeared like ghosts.

The blue-veiled Bingpo kicked the old eunuch to the ground with a fierce kick and said, "You are so blind that you dare to be so presumptuous in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

"your Highness?"

The old eunuch was shocked. He came closer to take a look and was so frightened that he peed his pants and kowtowed desperately, shouting, "Princess, please spare me! Princess, please spare me!"

Huirou rolled her eyes and looked at Liang Yuanheng: "Besides wanting to cleanse your body, what else did this old man do to you?"

She treated Liang Yuanheng as her own and naturally could not tolerate him being bullied.

Liang Yuanheng still felt like he was in a dream and couldn't believe that this scene was real.

He hesitated and said, "He hit me in the face and tried to touch my body."

Huirou said angrily: "Chop off your hands and send him to guard the Gongfang (ancient toilet)."

The old eunuch was so shocked that he kowtowed and said, "Princess, please spare my life!"

Huirou looked on coldly, indifferent.

Ziyun drew out his sword and chopped off the old eunuch's two hands with one sword.

The old eunuch screamed in pain and fainted.

Huirou's voice was as cold as ice: "From now on, Liang Yuanheng is my man. If anyone dares to bully him, I will kill him. Do you hear me?"

She looked around and saw all the eunuchs and guards not daring to breathe.

Huirou turned around to look at the frightened Liang Yuanheng and glanced at his naked body.

Liang Yuanheng's fair face instantly turned red like a cooked shrimp, and he hurriedly pulled up his pants.

Finished!

Finished!

The princess saw it!

The princess is a precious girl, how could I let her see my ugly thing?

Huirou saw that he looked shy, like a timid little girl, and the more she looked at him, the happier she found him.

Liang Yuanheng stammered, "Princess, you...you..."

Huirou waved her hand to interrupt him: "It's getting late. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

She turned to look at Bingpo and Ziyun: "Take him to my palace."

"Yes."

The two of them responded.

Ziyun said: "Master, won't you go back with me?"

"I still have things to do, take him back first."

"Yes!"

Bingpo took a step forward, raised his wrist, and knocked Liang Yuanheng unconscious, then called two Tianmang warriors to help carry the man back.

After leaving the cleansing room, Huirou found a secluded corner, quickly changed into night clothes, and disappeared into the night.

……

Inside the Funing Palace.

Emperor Zhao Zhen was exhausted after a day of handling state affairs.

He drank the ginseng soup sent by the kitchen and fell asleep early.

However, he did not notice that there was a small black shadow on the beam of the palace.

Huirou knew that no matter how powerful the Tianmang warriors were, they were too few in number.

Given her current situation, it is impossible for her to seize the throne by violence.

But she couldn't bear the humiliation, bow her head and act like a grandson, and allow herself to be constrained and destroyed by feudal ethics.