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

Chapter 7 [Do not move, rob]

Maybe it was an official family who left it here for some reason?
I don't know if there is anything to eat on it?
Bashing, just in case, Jing Lingke took out a sharp stone from the ground and grabbed it in her hand. She wanted to tear a face towel from the hem of her clothes beautifully to cover her face, but she couldn't help admiring that the quality of ancient clothes is so good , I think that in modern TV, when someone gently tore the hand, brushing and pulling is one piece, what a sturdy and beautiful movement.
After groping for a long time, she took out a scarf from her arms, barely covered her face, and crawled forward towards the carriage.

It wasn't until he reached the back of the carriage that he quickly got up and rolled into the carriage.

"Don't move."

Sensing that there was someone in the carriage, Jing Lingke calmly pressed the sharp stone to his forehead.

"Looting, don't move." Jing Lingke said maliciously on purpose, but she didn't notice that her teeth were actually chattering.

Looking down at the man sitting in the carriage with his legs crossed, a word flowed through his mind, evildoer, absolute evildoer.

A bunch of long black hair on the left forehead partially conceals the face, but the painting-like scenery on the left face can be vaguely seen, while the right face is completely covered by a metallic mask, which becomes more and more weird under the moonlight.

The cold and arrogant look with great disdain made Jing Lingke shudder involuntarily.

Aware of her own fear, Jing Lingke viciously pushed the stone closer to his head, only missing a tenth of a millimeter from piercing his temple.

"As long as you give me the valuables in the carriage, I will let you go. In fact, you also know that people are in the arena. I. I have no choice but to starve to death for a penny." Seeing that the man was not moved at all. , Jing Lingke suddenly became shorter, and the words that followed became more and more short of breath.

"Okay, fine, as long as you let me go, you can choose whatever you want." The man was dressed in white, his sharp eyes were retracted, a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked ecstatically.
Jing Lingke was taken aback, so simple?
It can't be too simple, he looked around him suspiciously, the half smile was faintly visible because of the dark night, with a strange mystery and harmlessness, looked at the sharp stone in his hand, and thought, maybe this time People have a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)