The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

[Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. This mission earns 100 points for the main mission and 50 points for the additional mission, for a total of 150 points.]

Bai Zitu woke up in a daze, feeling like something had been peeled away from his mind.

Everything that happened in the previous plane seems to have become vague, and I can only remember it roughly.

She was a little terrified, and the system spoke at the perfect moment: "Don't worry, host! This is a normal phenomenon for capturers. Not every capturer can complete a mission quickly; some take longer. For example, it took the host over seventy years to reach the previous dimension. To avoid affecting the capturer's condition, our system will perform a unified emotional stripping operation on the host."

After hearing this, Bai Zitu breathed a sigh of relief.

I was so scared!! I thought she was sick.

Bai Zitu came to his senses and realized that something was wrong with the environment he was in.

! ! ! !

What is this doing? ?

In the deep and quiet palace, she was tightly wrapped in a soft brocade quilt with exquisite embroidery, revealing only her frightened little face.

Several men with slightly feminine figures, dressed in eunuchs' attire, raised their hands to support her body under the quilt with wooden expressions, and walked hurriedly on a palace road with dim and swaying lights.

Bai Zitu bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth until it turned white, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

Only at this moment did she realize that she was completely naked, with her delicate skin exposed against the inside of the quilt. The shame and fear made her face blush.

The dark night seemed to swallow everything up, only the vermilion palace walls stood tall, like a silent beast.

Occasionally, a few Royal Guards soldiers dressed in shining golden armor would patrol with spears in hand, marching in neat and heavy steps. The slight sound of armor colliding could be heard far away in the silent night.

This couldn't be what she imagined!

The system appeared at the perfect moment, grinning and saying, "Yes, host, you're going to sleep with me right from the start. Are you happy?"

Bai Zitu's face darkened:...Do I look happy to you?

She said in a panic, "So where am I now? Who am I? And is the emperor the boss? I absolutely do not want to lose my virginity for no reason!!!"

The system seemed to sense her emotional breakdown and quickly spoke to comfort her: [Calm down, my host, let's accept the plot first.]

This is an imaginary ancient plane.

This plane is extremely special. There is no clear male and female protagonist in the traditional sense. There is only a terrifying, asexual, and extremely cruel tyrant boss Qi Chen.

At that time, the world was divided into three parts, forming the three kingdoms of Yanchu, Youyan and Cangwu.

Qi Chen was the prince of Cangwu. But at that time, Cangwu was weak and at a disadvantage in the Three Kingdoms game, becoming the object of competition among the other two countries.

In order to barely establish the fragile friendship between the three countries, Cangwu had no choice but to send two princes to the other two countries as hostages, and Qi Chen was the one who went to Youyan.

He was only five years old at the time and was still an ignorant child.

However, no one had expected that this initially inconspicuous and unknown hostage, after ten years of forbearance and tempering in Youyan, would return to Cangwu like a hidden dragon emerging from the abyss.

With his bold and ruthless methods and amazing strategies, he ascended to the throne of Cangwu at lightning speed.

In the five years that followed, he displayed extraordinary talent and strategy, annexing Yanchu and Youyan one by one, turning these two countries into vassal states of Cangwu. From then on, he held sole power, shocking the whole world.

In order to please Qi Chen, the two defeated countries racked their brains and tried every possible means, including offering gold in large quantities and selecting the most beautiful women in their country.

Unfortunately, Bai Zitu is that charming and beautiful woman.

She was the least favored daughter of Prince Li of Youyan, but because she was known as the most beautiful woman in Youyan, she was considered the most suitable candidate and had no choice but to become a sacrifice to Qi Chen.

In the eyes of those in power, everything in the world can be simply measured.

As long as they can use gold to build a bridge of wealth, as long as they can use beauties to ease the tense situation, all problems seem to be solved. As for the joys and sorrows and fate of the sacrificed people, they don't care at all.

Bai Zitu was filled with doubts, and frowned slightly as she said, "Logically speaking, Qi Chen should be a very powerful figure. The beauty sent to him can at least establish a relationship with Qi Chen. Why did it fall to me to enter the palace?"

System: [Because Big Boss is a tyrant, the kind with unpredictable moods and a ruthless killing urge. Previously, beauties sent to the palace by various nations would be mercilessly executed if Big Boss found them even slightly displeasing or not beautiful enough.]

Bai Zitu: ??? !!! !!!

The system kindly consoled him: "It's okay, host. Big Boss, this is also a psychological trauma. A five-year-old child was sent to another country as a hostage, with no relatives. It's good enough that he survived. Who cares if he's crazy or not? He just loves killing people. Just be careful, host! And Big Boss loves beautiful women."

Bai Zitu: "The words spoken by this cold system of yours are always cold!!!"

The system seemed to sense her extreme uneasiness and quickly spoke to her in comfort: [Don't worry, host! You are the most beautiful woman in Youyan. If you can't satisfy the big boss, it's likely you'll never find anyone else in this world who can. Don't worry!]

Bai Zitu's mouth twitched slightly, and he remained silent: ...Where does she get her confidence from? !

Just as her thoughts were tangled like a tangled mess, the eunuch-looking servants had already gently placed her on an extremely large dragon couch.

The dragon couch exuded a faint scent of ambergris, and was covered with layers of brocade bedding, soft and delicate.

Bai Zitu's body sank slightly into it, but she could only lie there stiffly, her eyes fixed nervously on the bed curtain embroidered with a golden dragon pattern...

"Da da da--"

The sound of footsteps came from far away and approached. When Bai Zitu came to his senses, he met a pair of slender, dark and gentle eyes like jade. His eyebrows were clean and not stained by dust. He was handsome and did not look like an ordinary person. He looked like a god, as beautiful as a jade or a sceptre.

He looks noble and aloof, and doesn't look like a tyrant at all.

He seemed to have just finished a shower, with his long, thick black hair hanging wetly behind him. His dark red bathrobe was loosely gathered around him, revealing a large area of ​​white and well-defined chest muscles. The wide bathrobe outlined his slender figure, adding a bit of laziness and casualness.

Looking at the weak, cold girl on the couch, she looked at him with her clear almond eyes.

Qi Chen rarely curled the corners of his lips.

Not afraid of him? That's interesting.

Thinking about it, he finally took a closer look at the girl on the couch.

Her black hair spread out like silk, her face was dazzlingly white, her nose was straight, her lips were beautiful, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. What surprised Qi Chen the most was her almond-shaped eyes, which were as clear as a spring, but now they were covered with a thin layer of mist.

She seemed to be a little frightened, and the sparkling tears in her eyes seemed to be about to disappear. She looked so pitiful that I felt even more sorry for her.

The red brocade quilt wrapped her petite and curvy body, leaving only a slender neck as white as jade exposed.

Qi Chen's throat rolled. The most beautiful woman in Youyan was indeed extremely beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

But, it would be better if this kind of beauty was not tactful.

It wouldn't be pretty if he died.

Thinking of this, he condescended to sit on the bed, lowered his eyes, and stroked the girl's pale and delicate chin with his slender knuckles. The smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle, as clear and pleasant as a trickle of water: "Name."