maid's harem life

Chapter 103

Tired from struggling, she just leaned against Ming Shi's chest, panting slightly, her small face was flushed red from the dispute, but she held her hands tightly, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Qingyin... soon, we will be there."

"Emperor..." The woman started to make trouble again. Ye Yatou sighed, and then sat down silently on the side. Looking outside the car curtain, he didn't say a word.

He knew very well that he could not completely erase the shadow in Qingyin's heart overnight.

However, he has enough patience, that... is just a shadow of nothingness, and he slowly convinces himself again and again, and even, by doing so, he gives himself a firm reason!

The call gradually weakened, and with the ups and downs, Qingyin could no longer fall asleep. She opened her eyes wide and stared at a certain point, her lips squirmed, repeating the word between her mouth, while the dark pupils, but Still so numb.

Half of the journey has passed, and the three of them have their own thoughts, surrounded by silence and noise, just like the emotions of several people, conflicting endlessly.

Dark Dynasty.

The underground palace, which has not seen the sun for a long time, is covered with ice and snow outside, but inside the dynasty, it is bustling with activity.

In an underground palace full of weirdness and mystery, it was dark, damp, faint, and there was a disgusting smell of mummy.Rows of dark and sharp black iron railings are covered with bright lamps, which complement each other, illuminating the ground light yellow.

On the ancient stone steps, a man dressed in black ruled slowly, and walked down slowly. Behind him was a masked wizard with silver hair, one black and one white abruptly, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

"See the emperor, see the priest." The busy figures all knelt down one by one, and it was not until the two figures walked in front of the crowd that the Underworld Emperor said sullenly: "Get up."

"Thank you, Emperor."

Beside him, the silver-haired priest glanced down at the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up clearly: "Your Majesty, it seems that everything is almost ready."

Underworld Emperor just nodded his head, his eyes were as coquettish as a snake, and even those who saw him for the first time couldn't help but back away, those eyes were like demons.

On the ground covered with dry firewood, there are sheets of transparent human-shaped skin patterns, and the edges are even more horrible. The mummies that have been torn off alive have long been unable to distinguish their original faces, and the entire room is connected. Inside the cell, it was full and piled up on the floor.

There was no expression on the face of the Underworld Emperor. Under the arrangement of the priest, the kneeling people began to mend with special needles and threads, and those men all had the same characteristic, that is, they all lived in the cloudy year and the moon. Born when the sun is cloudy.

"Returning to the emperor, after 11 years of sealing up, the subordinates believe that this sky net woven with the cortex of her relatives will be able to capture the bloody concubine. At that time, even if she has great abilities, she will never think about it Escape." The priest looked solemnly, looking at the bones all over the place, without being moved in the slightest.

On that day, Emperor Underworld didn't let them have a chance to breathe when the Xia family's family was destroyed.But the corpses were cleaned up overnight, and the 180 people were all sealed in the dark and cold underground of the Dark Dynasty.

After 11 years, they finally saw the light of day again, and finally, this skynet of human skin was woven.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates are afraid that the bloody concubine has been on the run for 11 years, if..." If she never shows up for the rest of her life, they still have nothing to do with her.

"Here, can it be hard to get you." Underworld Emperor seemed to be very confident in the man in front of him, and looked at the sky net that was gradually forming: "Now, the best time has come, this deity... You have enough time already."

Hearing the warning in Emperor Ming's words, the man bent over and accepted the order neither humble nor overbearing: "This subordinate obeys."

"Yinyue, what happened to the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Return to the emperor, the prince and others have arrived in the desert safely." Yinyue's eyes sank, and the moment they fell, the eyes were dim.

"En." He nodded softly, his thin lips slightly parted, but in the end, he still didn't say a word.

When walking out of the dungeon, Emperor Hades pushed back the others, and walked lightly along the long corridor alone. When he came to a corner, he paused and leaned against the wall.

There was a cold feeling of loneliness coming from the back, and the dark gauze lamp hit the face flickeringly, cloudy and sunny.

It is in this place that he and Qingyin look at each other in a stranger, and his banter and playfulness are only for her.Underworld Emperor lightly curled his lips, thinking of the woman's blushing face, and slowly groped for the antidote for 'Underworld' with his small hands in front of him, earnestly and focused, with cold fingertips touching him. But the heart is very warm.

Unvoiced...

Underworld Emperor missed unconsciously, and unconsciously let it out easily. It turned out that the most real grasping is what he has always been nostalgic for.

A feeling of emptiness, nothing... nothing.

The smile that was as soft as water, recalling it now, seems... to be icy to the bone.

The collarbone was slightly exposed, but could be seen faintly, a snake-like tail was moving, the extreme red was exactly connected with the figure in the man's eyes, Emperor Hades closed his eyes in pain, and pulled up his front with both hands: "Why? , as long as I think of you, my body is out of control, Qingyin...Qingyin..."

The longing that filled my heart turned into a long-lasting hatred in an instant.

blood concubine...

laugh...

His own flesh and blood were burnt to death in front of him in order to get rid of the blood curse, and Qingyin...his wife fell into the pool of blood in front of him again, for him, for laughing, lost overnight. nature.

His only hope, the only person he cared about, was destroyed in one day.

Everything is enough to overthrow Emperor Hades, and now, the blood curse has recurred, and life is worse than death.To be precise... this curse has not been removed at all.

The momentary suppression, when it erupts, is in full swing and painful.

That's fine, anyway, they are going to die anyway, it's better to bring this loathsome body and perish together.

In the desert, when a few people got off the car, it happened to be early in the morning, the sky was gray, and the sky was endlessly dark.

Mingxie hugged Qingyin who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and walked out towards his camp. Ye Yatou looked at the patrolling soldiers and hurriedly followed behind Mingxie, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Putting Qingyin on the bed, she was probably exhausted, so she consciously tucked her body into the brocade quilt, shrinking her body into a small ball.

Ye Yatou stood nervously behind the two of them, holding a bundle in her hand. She stood where she was, not daring to take a step forward.

Pulling the quilt to Qingyin's neck, Mingxie looked back and glanced at her: "Why are you still here?"

"I, servant girl... slave servant wants to serve Qingyin." She looked at the woman on the couch worriedly, holding the hands of the bundle, and secretly twisted them together.

"You, don't worry about my king." Mingxie smiled half-smile, the corners of his eyes were full of sarcasm, he turned around, and stared straight at Ye Yatou with lowered eyebrows.

"No, no, I don't dare." The thoughts in her heart were seen through by the man, and Ye Yatou was so shocked that she almost threw away the things in her hands, and her knees gave up in a hurry, and she knelt on the soft ground: "Isn't that the slave girl?" mean."

"Okay, get up." Mingxie got up, and took off the outer shirt on his own: "Go down."

"This." Seeing the movements of his hands, Ye Yatou was even more flustered. She wrinkled her face tightly and tried hard to think of a perfect countermeasure. When her mind was in chaos, the man's voice came out jokingly.

"Why, have you thought of a reason to stay?" Mingxie hung the clothes in his hand on the pergola beside him, and said lazily.

Ye Yatou was speechless, her kneeling body trembled uncontrollably, her small mouth was open, unable to speak a single word.

Mingxie returned to Qingyin's side on his own, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the woman, and after carefully tucking in the quilt, he got up and walked to the side bed.

"Why don't you go down?"

"Yes, this servant will step down now." Ye Yatou bit her lip angrily, her face full of uneasiness, why did she think of that?

Seeing her hurrying figure, Ming shirt did not lie down immediately, but put away the outer shirt beside him and put it on again.

The desert is not like the Ming Dynasty, the wind here is colder and more bitter.

Mingxie walked out, only a few steps away, and came to another tent, he stood silently in the distance, after a long time, he opened the curtain with a gloomy face, and walked in.

In the pitch-black tent, with a click, the light was lit.

Outside, rows of soldiers patrolled past, and everyone just stood by their posts without saying a word, and no one dared to be suspicious.

"Yao, I've already taken Qingyin over." There was a slight rustling sound from inside, but there was only a resolute figure of a man on the entire canvas tent.

"She...is very bad." In Mingxie's voice, it was difficult to hide the grief, and the sound of steps seemed to be a few steps closer: "I don't know anyone else anymore, not one of them."

He didn't say, Qingyin still remembers Emperor Ming, subconsciously, Mingxie has a deep rejection of this cognition.

After a while, there was still silence in the tent, as if he was speaking to the air.

"I don't know myself, whether Qingyin can get better in this life." Mingxie sighed helplessly, the people outside could only watch his tall figure projected, walking back and forth continuously.

Day, in the man's words, the room gradually brightened up, Ming Shi said a lot, and after turning around and looking outside, he suppressed: "Okay, you rest, I'm going out first."

The dry breath rushed towards his face following the movements of his hands. Jun's face was full of tiredness. He didn't go back, but walked towards the nearby military camp with big strides.

In the center of the huge training ground, soldiers were already practicing, and the red sun was shining, and the arrogance was even more unusual.

(End of this chapter)