Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1480 Angry

I stopped in my footsteps, and then I understood why their eyes looked so weird. This is the harem of Dragon City. Who else can have fun here besides the King of Fan?

But at this moment, the king of Fan is pampering the woman who came from the same place as me, so all kinds of eyes are shot at me, some are joking, some are provocative, and more are ambiguous. The focus of all kinds of eyes.

Damn it, King Fan clearly promised to let Yingning go out, but he did this kind of thing to her before letting her go, what a lustful bastard!
Thinking of this, my anger surged up, and the blood in my whole body rushed to my brain. I was so angry that I clenched my hands into fists, wishing I could rush over and beat him up.The curtain hanging from the floor trembled, and Ying Ning was still begging for mercy, but her voice became weak, as if she was about to faint.

Just at this time, a woman next to me came over with tea, "Madam, please use... ah!" Before she could finish speaking, I picked up the teacup and threw it on the ground, making a crisp sound.

The women around me were taken aback. I didn't expect that I, who seemed to be calm, would suddenly toss a cup. They exchanged glances with each other, and no one dared to speak out.

There was a lot less movement inside in an instant, I stared angrily inside, feeling chills all over my body, I guess my face must be very ugly right now.The anger blocked my heart, my hands tightly clutched the clothes on my chest, and I was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.

Not half a moment after the sound, Fan Wang waved open the curtain and walked out. He was naked and swept towards everyone displeased, "What's the matter?" Before he finished speaking, his eyes quickly fell on me. Come this way.

I stood motionless on the spot, staring at him full of anger, and before he could speak, I immediately asked, "Who's in there? Don't tell me it's Ying Ning! You clearly promised to let her go, Wei Zheng is outside right now." Waiting for someone, you still do this kind of thing to her, how can the majestic king of the king not count his words, this is called breaking his promise!"

I was trembling with anger, and shot him coldly.

King Fan didn't expect me to be so angry. He looked at me for a while, half startled and half stunned, then turned his head and swept around. The other women lowered their heads subconsciously, and no one dared to make a sound.

I strode toward the inner room.

(End of this chapter)