maid's harem life

Chapter 77

The good-looking sword eyebrows were deeply locked, and the five fingers struck by Emperor Hades were grasped violently, making a "cluck" sound with distinct bones: "Hit!"

After just saying one word, he was as cold as a Shura who wanted his life. The crowd in front unconsciously took a few steps back, and the people behind stepped on the insteps without paying attention.However, no one dared to utter a word, and shrank together.

"Yes..." The guard at the side received the order, waving a long whip in one hand, pressing forward step by step.

"Underworld, do you think I'm afraid? Hmph..." She sneered coldly, and took a bite: "These are far worse than... the pain of being exterminated. Today, you can either kill me or I will kill you." I will come to claim your life."

"Hahaha..." The cold whisper made people's hair stand on end. Underworld Emperor's eyes were so calm that no trace of emotion could be seen, more like a bystander, watching with his arms folded.

The guard who was attached to the whip slammed his hand, and the whip fell hard on her shoulder blades, for fear that she would offend Shengyi by speaking rudely again.

"Ah." His body was covered in wounds, and he was hit hard again, even if it was hit by iron, he couldn't bear it.

"Heh..." Underworld Emperor looked at her pale face with admiration: "It turns out that you will also be in pain." The corners of his lips raised maliciously, and his right index finger stroked his thin lips, so charming.

When You Yang heard this, he bit his lower lip stubbornly, and let the whip fall off again, tearing the woman's delicate flesh, and with a 'chi' sound, a large piece of clothes was torn off.

"Hmm." She suppressed the endless pain to her throat. She kept struggling with her wrists, and the blood bubbles had been rubbed out. This little pain was nothing compared to the pain that fell on her body.

The long whip with countless barbs was tearing violently and perversely, making the dull and arrogant crashing sound of flesh.The cowardly crowd couldn't bear to watch anymore, but they didn't dare to cover their eyes, so they had to cast their gazes towards it.Listening to the repeated 'pop' sound in the ear.

The guard saw that she was sweating profusely and her body was shaking like a fallen leaf, but she refused to cry out.He was afraid that Emperor Hades would blame him, so the strength in his hands dropped even more.

In the crowded crowd, under the plain sleeves, two small hands tightly hold...

The protruding knuckles were strongly forbeared, and the fingernails sank deeply into the palm of her hand. The oozing blood and sweat made her palm so painful that she could hardly hold it. The Underworld Emperor swept it down with phoenix eyes, and she hurriedly let go. He opened his hands and grabbed the hem of his skirt with both hands.On the face, the tranquility was restored, just like the surrounding onlookers, alienated and indifferent.

Silently sawing, the guard had never seen such a stubborn woman, the falling whip was more than enough, and the bean-sized beads of sweat fell on the execution platform, panting.

"Okay..." Emperor Ming got up, and walked in front of Youyang with a slender body: "Save her life." He stared coldly, then turned to face the crowd: "The injury is healed, continue next time." .”

The guard paused after he was busy wiping his sweaty hands, then nodded his head: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The blood-stained long whip lay dormant on the ancient bluestone slab, and he couldn't help but sweat for You Yang. This kind of pain can only be relieved by death.

"Underworld Emperor, you simply beat me to death." You Yang struggled left and right, unable to move his limbs at all.

As soon as he turned around, he met her hateful eyes again: "By the way, I'm really afraid that she won't be able to think about it. When I get back, I'll feed her something good."

Although the words in his mouth were addressed to the guards on the side, his eyes were strangling Youyang tightly: "Do you want to die?"

She was already numb from the pain, and the cold sweat oozing from her body made the torn wound feel like being poured with salt water, and the pain was so painful.

Of course You Yang would not open his mouth to beg Emperor Hades, she no longer had the strength to curse, her whole body had only the strength to breathe.

Seeing her silent, Underworld Emperor was not annoyed at all. He put his hands behind his back, stepped on the cracks in the stone slabs with his exquisite dragon pattern boots, and faced everyone: "I am worrying, I have nothing to do, and the time is hard to pass. It just so happens that you have delivered it to your door."

The crowd standing at the front lowered their heads one by one, listening to the playful tone, they clearly trembled like death, but their evil handsome face was full of smiles.

Bright yellow, symbolizing the pinnacle of power, the corner of his robe was lifted by the wind, looking at the crowd below him, Underworld suppressed his smile, and stepped off the execution platform with his long legs.

Sitting on the soft sedan chair, he nestled his entire upper body in, closed his eyes and took a nap wearily.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed, and the maids and eunuchs also rushed back to the palace, vying to serve their master.

"Xuexue, if Qingyin asks where we went later, you must not say that we went to the torture platform." Ye Yatou ordered Mo Xue while striding forward.

"Why." She opened a pair of black and white eyes in confusion, and held Ye Yatou's sleeve with her small hand.

"Think about it, Qingyin has such a good relationship with Youyang, if she finds out, she will have to worry about it. For pregnant people, mood is the most important thing." She took Mo Xue's little hand and shook it: " Come on, maybe she's up already."

"Yeah." Mo Xue nodded obediently: "Xuexue listens to Sister Ye."

The two trotted back to the palace, and as soon as they stepped into the garden, they saw Qingyin looking around, as if looking for their figures.

"Qingyin." Ye Yatou dragged Mo Xue across the garden: "It's so early."

She caressed her lower abdomen with one hand, smiling all over her face: "I can't sleep well anyway, by the way, where have you been?"

Ye Yatou let out an 'oh', and then wiped the sweat stains on her forehead, because both of them were out of breath because they were walking in a hurry: "The mother ordered to help other gardens early in the morning, if not, I will come back late."

"It's okay." Qingyin stretched out her hand and pressed it on her forehead: "I don't have much to do here, I'll drive you away."

Ye Yatou breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Xuexue, she knew that Qingyin was helping others, and she couldn't even care about herself.Who will come to investigate in detail.

"Miss Yin..." Eunuch Fu's voice broke in suddenly, Qingyin withdrew her hand and went forward: "Eunuch Fu."

"Miss Yin, the emperor wants you to go to the imperial garden." He stood in the garden with a smile and bowed slightly.

"Royal Garden." Qingyin took a look at the weather and followed out without asking further questions: "Okay."

Seeing this, Mo Xue and Ye Yatou were just about to follow, but were stopped by Eunuch Fu: "The emperor ordered, you don't have to follow along this road."

"Yes." Hearing this, the two had no choice but to give up and return to the bedroom.

"Eunuch Fu, it's so early, the emperor has come to court." Qingyin followed behind her step by step, looking around.

"Get off early." He answered briefly, took Qingyin to the imperial garden, and stood by the side: "Miss Yin, the old slave will not go there."

Qingyin nodded her head lightly, and from afar, she saw Hades lying on the green grass, with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed.

She walked lightly in a low voice, so leisurely, she couldn't bear to disturb her, as if she had returned to modern times, she was with Concubine Feng.The two of them were lying on the grass of the school in the same way, with a piece of dogtail grass in their mouths, with their eyes closed, letting the sun warm their faces.

Looking at today's weather, Qingyin was puzzled, could it be that there is something to be happy about.

She approached in small steps, trying to scare him, but before she opened her hand, the man's extremely lazy voice came over: "Qingyin... why did you come here?"

She put down her hands resentfully, and stood beside him: "Your Majesty, why are you lying on the ground?"

Underworld Emperor closed his eyes, smiled, stretched into a long and narrow arc, he was already used to Qingyin's address, stretched out his big palm, grabbed her catkin, and pulled it down: "Sit with me for a while. "

Qingyin sat down obediently, she flattened her legs and put her other hand on the side.

Underworld Emperor stopped talking, just held her hand quietly, and inserted his five fingers between her fingers.Qingyin looked at the man under him, and smiled contentedly, just plain, that's good.

"Qingyin." After a long time, Emperor Ming finally opened his mouth and said, "I... have something for you."

At this time, the Underworld Emperor, Tong Fangcai was already a different person, and he did not see the violence at all.

"What is it?" Qingyin turned her head away, her eyes fell on Emperor Ming's face.

He opened his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembled, and he seemed to hesitate a bit when he reached into his arms.

"What is it?" Qingyin smiled and pushed him, and both hands were going to hold his hand.

Underworld Emperor hid for a while, propped himself up, and with the movements of his hands, he pulled out a small dress with a red blessing pattern and a little golden dragon embroidered on it.

The workmanship is meticulous, and under the high-grade fabric, even the handicap is inlaid with pure gold. Qingyin smiled and took the hand and spread it in the palm.

So small, so small, two hands just catch it.

"Could it be too small?" Underworld Emperor frowned, and took the clothes over: "I don't think they can be worn."

"How can it be so small." Qingyin leaned forward and pointed at the clothes: "A newborn baby is only as big as a palm, which is already big enough."

"Really." Underworld Emperor didn't seem to believe it, but thinking that the nanny was an expert in the palace for decades, he nodded suspiciously.

"Why are you so sudden, give me this." Qingyin held the little clothes in her hands and raised them, smiling.

"Anyway, it will be used sooner or later. Prepare one by one." He said it as a matter of course, pointing to the pattern and said: "This is specially embroidered on my order. Does it look good?"

Qingyin looked at the little golden dragon, even the little dragon beard was so lifelike, she raised her eyebrows and rested her head on the shoulder of Emperor Hades: "It's pretty, of course it's pretty, as long as it's given by the emperor, it's pretty."

Emperor Hades was amused by her, and put his hands on Qingyin's lower abdomen through her waist: "Here, it seems a little bigger."

Qingyin followed his hand and landed on her lower abdomen: "Really." She happily held Hades' hands: "I think so too."

(End of this chapter)