The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 137 The whole world is upside down

He has a thin body, and the bright yellow prince's clothes on his body are too big and don't fit at all, making him look more and more skinny.

A pair of dark eyes like stagnant water.

The young boy couldn't control the trembling of fear, and tears welled up in his eyes, but he didn't dare to ask for help, he couldn't ask for help.

There is no one to turn to.

'Don't be reborn as a royal family in your next life. '

The cold light came out of the sheath.

'Hey, he inherited the beauty of the queen and the emperor, he was even more beautiful and thinner than a girl, wouldn't it be a pity to die like this, don't you hate the queen?You said, what would the Queen's reaction be if she saw her youngest son being defiled? '

The coveted, dirty, dirty, irresistible eyes entangled him like maggots on the tarsus.

'Don't say it, he has a pale face, it's really fun to play with. '

near.

Fetid breath.

Twisted, elongated, malevolent, a pair of hands stretched out towards him.

'He looks glamorous, and I don't know how many days no one is taking a shower, can you really do it? '

"Never mind him, this is Daqin's second son. '

……

Overhead, giant trees overlooked everything, indifferent and high, their outstretched branches intertwined, forming an airtight web.

Cover him, them, all together.

'Who's there? ! '

The sound of horseshoes approaching, the rest of the life.

He thought he was saved, but he didn't expect another round of humiliation.

'It's so pitiful, he was robbed and no one cares about him, he doesn't even look like a prince, I'm afraid he can't even compare to the status of ordinary princes and ministers. '

'I heard that he was imprisoned in the palace by the queen since he was a child, and he would be beaten when he came out of the dog's hole. He was in a medicine jar and smelled of dirty grass. Hey, come and lead my horse, my horse will definitely like you. '

'He's the prince, you use him like that? '

'So what, does he dare to speak out, and to whom does he tell it, will someone believe him and care about him?

You, take good care of the young master's horse, and the young master will allow you to go back to the camp with us. '

'Hahaha your horses won't come close to him, he's dirty and stinks to death, don't dirty your BMW. '

The laughter of the princes and grandsons of the aristocratic family was like thunder, and the sarcasm of Feng Liang's discussion buzzed into the ears.

The whole world is turned upside down.

The figure who immediately made fun of wantonly, and the shadow of a tree staring at him above his head, turned into a sharp awl.

Beating his head frantically.

With one stroke, it pierced through his skin and hit his mind hard.

He screamed in pain, the bruises on his body shot straight into his brain, and the magma that had accumulated for a long time erupted from the dormant volcano.

His chest was about to explode with swelling anger and hatred.

His bony knuckles sank into the wet soil, and his fingertips pinched his palm.

He wanted to twist the heads of these people and throw them viciously into the mud.

Use a sharp dagger to cut the corners of their disgusting mouths and make them laugh louder and more exaggeratedly.

He wants to tear their chests apart, compare the colors of living hearts.

But he can't.

The body corroded by medicinal herbs for a long time, the body gasping for breath after being imprisoned for too long, the pale body without seeing the sun, and the skinny hands that cannot be full.

Make him a bluffing scarecrow.

"Woooo-"

The bow and arrow brushed past, piercing through the little fox hiding in the tree, and fell to his hand.

"The wonderful fox can climb trees. Since His Highness doesn't care about our help, let's not force others. This little fox is our ration for His Highness." '

(End of this chapter)