[The uncertain tyrant＊comparison is a little trick]
The tyrant Yin Ji, sitting high on the throne with his chin in his hands, was playing boringly. He was born to be an emperor, plotting checks and balances, and all his tricks.
The "King's Palace" was built splendidly, and the "King's Clothes" were made of gold and silver.
-He has red lips like a demon, is rich and handsome, has a strong body, and is extremely tall and mighty.
He spent his whole life collecting and conquering wantonly, being sensitive, suspicious, domineering, cruel and unruly, and accustomed to being self-centered.
I was in panic all day long, and was extremely afraid of death.
Mosquitoes flew past his eyes on the roadside, and he always wondered if the mosquito was a witchcraft raised by others to kill him.
The tyrant was a fanatic who was extremely obsessed with war. He commanded the barbarians. During the fierce battle, he was cut down from the cliff by an arrow from the rebels.
An accidental end to this evil-ridden life...
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Open your eyes again.
He was picked up from the stream and brought home by a weak and charming woman to be... A son-in-law!
The woman Meng Lang, shameless, forced him to sign a contract to call his wife.
Country women are cunning, vulgar, and greedy.
A group of beautiful women in the village are chattering and loving to compete with each other. They wash their hands and make soup with men, test out the talent of a lady, plow two acres of land, and embroider beads and flowers for their daughter-in-law... Daughter-in-law, whose waist is soft,
After losing all competitions,
The woman had a cold face and was very unreasonable when she came back.
She is presumptuous!
The tyrant looked ugly and scolded her sarcastically.
The charming woman's eyes were red, her face was pale, and she looked weak and about to faint.
The woman hugged his waist and cried aggrievedly. While crying, Lihua Daiyu pressed his neck from behind and waved her soft fist, ~~
With a bruised nose, deep purple eyes, bleeding lips, lame legs, and dislocated arms,
The tyrant was so angry that he held the woman's little fist,
Putting on the torn and bloody robe, the tyrant's eyes were scarlet and he wanted to eat people. He gritted his teeth and smiled, "Don't worry, madam, my husband is much more cruel than them."
"I will earn face for my husband!" Comparison! Sooner or later I will chop off your head and sacrifice your blood to the gods!
Because of the strange feeling of comparison among women, the tyrant turned pale and was forced to make soup, plow the land, take the first prize exam, and embroider beads and flowers on her waist... Robe.
The night was dark and windy, and the tyrant clenched his fists. His dark, twisted, crawling heart was already thinking about how to build a cage out of gold, and the torment made her worse than death.
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Golden Cage＊Small Theater
Yin Ji fell into the dungeon lock again.
He saw the woman standing there and asking him aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, the dungeon is cold and damp, can you give me a silk velvet quilt? I have a delicate tongue since I was young, so I can't eat as much as I want, but I can barely eat half a handful of rouge rice worth ten taels of gold in Luoyang."
After all,
He hurriedly grabbed his royal robe and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, when I dress up and burn incense every day, do I have a maid to wait on me?"
She really dared to think about dressing up and burning incense.
Yin Ji sneered, tapped the prison pillar, and scolded her, "Be honest."
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Later, the dungeon where the woman lived,
There is a carved bed against the wall, covered with a bead curtain and a smoke gauze tent. The dressing box is full of jewelry. To avoid the cold air entering the body, a Persian soft rug was specially found to spread the floor.
Even the scented bath water used by women to take daily baths,
They were all mentioned by Yin Ji himself.
Dog Leg Armor was carrying those ridiculously expensive meals in his hands and couldn't help but curse.
"Why did this ancestor come here?"
Dogleg Yi was also confused: "It seems... For punishment?"
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Ancient sayings received in advance:
2. After becoming the tyrant's favorite slave girl
3. I won my heart and soul back with my ability.
4. Shang Zhou's tyrannical overlord and his delicate flowers
2020.8.31, The copy has been screenshot and archived~
Intention: I want to wave towards the light and be a beam of light in the darkness.
The Scumbag Boss's Exquisite Dodder Flower Female Partner