Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 6 [Forcing a good woman into prostitution? 】

At this moment, my intestines are almost green with regret.

But the arrow is on the string, there is no reason to go back.

She pouted, forget it, leaving here is the kingly way.
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so and so inn
"Hmph, I want to stay in a hotel even if I don't have money, what kind of place do you think this is?"

"Get out, get out of here."

"Master, when I make money in the future, I will pay you back double."

"Hmph, you are a weak woman, what kind of money can you make, unless you sell it."

bang~~~~
"Are you going to let me stay?" Jing Lingke punched the innkeeper viciously on the counter. Damn, she dared to ask her to sell it to death, but then again, her hands really hurt.
"You are so arrogant and dare to ask me if I will let you live." The shopkeeper shouted, "Zhang Rong, Zhang Fu."

Amount~~~
Jing Lingke smiled awkwardly and took a step back.

Two sturdy men stepped forward.

Jing Lingke retreated again.

Back to the threshold, almost fell.Then he took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize himself.

The door slammed shut.

Jing Lingke shouted angrily, "Dogs look down on people."

But as soon as his stomach was full, he dropped his shoulders, and couldn't help but think in his mouth, it turns out that money is very important whether it is modern or ancient
Wandering alone in the deep streets, and even more and more deviated later.

After sighing for the nth time, Jing Lingke licked her dry lips. Could it be that the sky is going to kill her?

Hey, if she was given another chance to choose, she would rather be an abandoned wife in the palace.

Hey, if she goes back now, no one will know, she can pretend nothing happened.

Hey, why is there such a luxurious carriage in front?
Jing Lingke cleverly hid behind a big tree, looked around, and thought, this is a small road, it's so late, there is no reason why there is such a luxurious carriage so late.

Could it be another window that heaven gave her?
Well.
Jing Lingke covered her mouth with a sly smile, raised her head and asked the sky, God, do you call her a "prostitute"?Heaven is speechless.
Jing Lingke looked around, but there was no movement in the carriage for a long time.

With a thought, is the carriage empty?

(End of this chapter)