Qin Huang, lie down obediently

Three: An angry king as a servant girl 1

He gathered his clothes, walked down slowly, and waved his hands to make the two people behind him step back.

He stretched out his hand to pull out the hairpin on my head, and pointed the pointed corner at the peach blossom painted in the corner of my eye. I turned my head to avoid it, but he squeezed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him.

I squinted at the hairpin at the corner of my eye, for fear that his hand would poke it into my eye.

"Have you ever seen a real pervert?" His posture is graceful and luxurious. I still don't know who he is. I know he is not an ordinary person, but I haven't learned the history of Qin State well, so I don't know who he is. .Although it is not the Qin Dynasty yet, but the master told me that the Qin Dynasty is coming, let's say this is the Qin Dynasty first.

I didn't dare to speak, but just looked at the hairpin, and my body couldn't help shaking.

He pinched my chin and looked at me for a while, "You are indeed not his person, and he will not teach you to be as stupid as you."

I'm stupid, at least better than you pervert.

"I think I should leave a mark on you that belongs to me. Would you like to draw a peach blossom here?" Hairpin painted the shape of a peach blossom in his eyes.

"Can I say no?"

"You have no right to refuse." Isn't that equivalent to nonsense? "Remember, you are a servant girl, don't try to call me that!"

I started to struggle again, it doesn't matter if I'm a slave, don't put a mark on my face.

"what!"

The hairpin scratched the corner of my eye, the pale pink peach blossom was stained red with blood, and the tears flowed down mixed with blood. This was the first time I cried when I came to another world. It was not because of pain or grievance, but because I suddenly wanted to cry Yes, maybe because of homesickness.

He shook my face away, the disdain in his eyes turned into disgust, like what a disgusting thing I was.

"Take him down first, and clean him up after returning to the palace tomorrow!"

clean?Doesn't that make him a eunuch?I don't want to become a eunuch, I'm only 15 years old, even if I add the age of my previous life, I'm only 30 years old, I haven't married a wife yet, I don't have children yet, I don't want to become a eunuch, I struggle, I curse, It was useless, I could only be dragged down forcibly by them, and locked in a dark room, it was really dark.

That night I was wrapped in clothes and huddled up, my teeth chattered from the cold, the blood in the corner of my eyes had already solidified, and I thought there would be an ugly scar.

The next day, the sun shone through the window, and I tried to open the door with my aching body, but the door was locked.

I shouted, no use.

I scolded, someone scolded me outside, let me calm down, I will feel better when I go back to the palace.

After they finished cursing, I faintly heard their not-so-quiet conversation, and then I realized why the so-called king mistook me for a woman who was trying to seduce him with a beauty trick!

It turns out that Wang's trip this time can be said to be kept secret. As for what he came out for, they don't know, and I naturally don't know either.Since it is kept secret, not many people know about it, except for the palace guards close by, not even the ministers of the court.

According to their guess, it may be that Mr. Xiangguo is repeating his old tricks and staged a drama like "presenting beauty", but this beauty is not from Xiangguo's side, in fact, it is just to prevent Wang Duo from guarding against it, and I just happen to be unlucky This happened to me.

But I don't think it's that simple. Since even Xiangguo hid the palace, how would the king know that I must be from the so-called Xiangguo?If my guess is correct, Wang must have used other methods to let Xiangguo know that he is going to travel. As for why he did this, it is nothing more than a struggle for the throne and a struggle for power.

Shaking my head, I'm hungry, I have to ask them to deliver food, but no one delivers breakfast, and no one delivers lunch, I don't think this can go on like this, or I'll die of hunger before I'm dragged back to the palace .

Since the door couldn't be opened and someone was guarding the door, I could only search for other ways out in the room.

Going around the room two or three times, I finally stopped in front of a small window.There is also a hairpin on my head. They really think I am a woman, and my hair is also tied into a woman's bun. I don't have three hairpins. I lost one when they dragged me last night, and now I still have one.

The small window is railing-shaped, with four wooden rails erected.I started to chisel with a hairpin, and after tossing for a long time, I finally cut off two of them. The head can stick out but the body can't.Then chiseling, until it was almost dark, all the wooden fences were chiseled off, and the hairpins were all bent.

I moved a stool and started to drill out. When I finally got out, I stood up straight and was about to breathe out, when there was a sound next to me.

"You are quite capable."

I swallowed and looked at the purple figure beside me, with a high jade crown, Danfeng eyes full of teasing, and a little vermilion between the brows, charming the world.

I didn't dare to speak, and started running in the opposite direction to him. I didn't know how long I ran, how many corners I turned, and when I stopped, he was still standing next to me, as if I had never moved.

Panting heavily, I was too lazy to run anymore, and sat down on the ground, fanning the wind with my wide sleeves.

"I won't run away, I admit defeat."

He knelt down in front of me and reached out to touch my face, I was too lazy to waste any more energy with him, and no matter who he was, what kind of heavenly king he was, I waved his hand and slapped him.

"It's scabbed, does it still hurt?" How gentle is this voice?This guy has a sex change?

"You are the king, and I am the maidservant. Don't be so close, the little one can't bear it."

He stood up, looked at me with his hands behind his back, and then gave an order to the person next to him: "Go back to the palace."

Naturally, I was dragged away again, and it didn't matter if I was dragged, I didn't bother to leave anyway.

He was thrown in the carriage again, but this time I was sitting alone. He was riding in that ridiculously large, luxurious and gorgeous carriage, and mine was just a poor carriage.That's right, he is the king and I am a maidservant, how can we ride together?

I didn't eat for a day, and after tossing and tossing for a long time, I was tired and hungry, the carriage was swaying, and I fell asleep after a while.

Feeling someone kick me, I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw a guard with a sword angrily told me to get out of the car quickly.

Rubbing his eyes, "Ouch!" It hurt so much, I forgot that there was still an injury at the corner of my eye.

After getting out of the car, the night is like ink, why do you have to go back to the palace at night?Heideng couldn't see the road clearly, stepped on a stone, staggered and almost fell.

Why do you let me get off the car now, haven't you arrived in the palace yet?He didn't dare to ask the guards, as if he wanted to eat people fiercely.

Following the guards to the gorgeous carriage in front, he pointed to me to get on.

Are these people eating too much brain-dead fans?At first they said that I was an assassin, but later they said that I was a slave and could not ride with the king, and now they let me go to his king's big carriage.

They are all uncles in front of me, and they dare not disobey orders.He didn't even mention getting me a footstep. I was so hungry that I had no strength, but now I climbed up again. After climbing for a long time, I couldn't climb up. The guard threw me on the shaft of the car with one hand.

I sat on the shaft of the car and didn't go in, and the people inside didn't tell me to go in, so I could only stay outside and enjoy the cold wind.

"Come in."

The person inside spoke, so I just moved in.

After all, it is a luxurious carriage, and the spices in it are all high-quality, which smells much more comfortable.

He squatted in front of him, bowed his head and did not speak.

He lifted his foot against my chin, pointed to my leg and said: "Knead."

I rubbed my chin hard until it was red, and then I moved to his feet and rubbed his legs.This person is really perverted, he is not afraid that I will crush his leg with a "click".But what he's disabled is his legs, and what's disabled for me will be his head.

The candles lit in the carriage were covered with gauze lanterns, and a few moths were flying beside them, still bumping into them recklessly.

His legs were long and straight, with tight muscles.

"Another one."

Moved to the opposite side to help him pinch the other leg, are you showing off how beautiful your leg is to me?

I kept my head down and didn't raise it, so I couldn't see his expression at the moment. I just heard his moan and knew that he was "comfortable" after being rubbed.

"Does my king's leg have any enmity with you?" It's not enmity, it's hatred. I really want to cut it off with a saw.

"You didn't tell me the severity of the attack." Who is to blame?

And the consequence of my indiscriminate words was that he kicked me again, my lower body was in the car, and my upper body was already on the shaft.Simply drag your lower body out and sit on the shaft of the car, doing whatever you like. Anyway, if it falls into your hands, you don’t plan to live long, and maybe you accidentally put it back on.