Chapter 388

Huo Yan looked down at the confused woman. He was the prince, born in a noble family, and had been mixed in beautiful flowers since he was a child. In fact, he is very good at playing. His means of dealing with women are not inferior to the dandies in the capital, but he never takes women to heart.

He was slightly satisfied with her confused look and the truthful reaction of her body. Huo Yan slowly bent down, looked at her Haitang spring sleeping cheek and laughed: "Miss Lin, is that how you treat your enemy?"

Lin Yao suddenly woke up. His beautiful eyes stared at him as if there was no focus. Slowly, she seemed to return to her mind. Her eyes flashed over the intimacy between them. Huo Yan appreciated the look on her face.

But she saw her head down, her black hair scattered on her snow-white face, but she slowly pulled out a smile on her lips.

Huo Yan's heart was shocked, his palm flashed out and held her jaw!

His movement was extremely fast, his palm stuck her chin and neatly removed her jaw. He even clearly heard the tapping sound of shellfish teeth colliding with each other, and Huo Yan couldn't help cursing.

How much strength did she use? If she hadn't removed her jaw in time, I'm afraid she'd bitten off her tongue!

The pain of jaw dislocation is not what ordinary women can bear. When interrogating prisoners, in order to avoid suicide, they always remove the prisoner's chin in advance. Many prisoners say they are not afraid of death. After removing their chin, they howl in pain and roll around on the ground shouting for help.

But Lin Yao didn't say a word. He looked at him indifferently, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Huo Yan's heart flashed a trace of anger, but his face smiled more and more happily. He slowly leaned close to her cheek, the warm breath gushed in her ear, and said vaguely: "want to die? This method can't die. There are many prisoners without tongues in the court prison, and they all live well."

Lin Yao's heart trembled and turned his head to avoid his eyes. Huo Yan refused to stop. He smiled more evil and forced her to look at her face.

She finally couldn't help it, and the tears of shame and anger slowly gushed up. Although she tried to bite her lower lip, the tears still trickled slowly from her eyes. Looking at the beautiful face like pear blossom with rain, Huo Yan smiled coldly and covered it without pity.

The next day.

When Lin Yao opened his eyes, it was already three poles in the sun. She got up blankly. She was alone and scattered clothes on the couch. Last night, she probably fainted with shame and anger, or maybe she fell asleep after exhaustion. Now her bones are all blocked, and her skin is full of bruises.

His jaw didn't hurt. After she fainted, he straightened the dislocated bone for her. If he hadn't removed her jaw quickly yesterday, she might have bitten off her tongue and bled to death.

He knew that she hated him most, but he still refused to kill her. He had to torture and humiliate her with sharp words and hate caresses.

Lin Yao slowly sat up, and then realized that she didn't have an inch of thread on her body. She held the quilt blankly. Yesterday's clothes had been cut into rags by sword gas, and she must not wear them anymore. In one corner of the bed, there was a brand-new dress. Lin Yao took the dress and put it on his body, and his white feet slowly stepped on the ground.

To her surprise, Huo Yan didn't kill her at last, but left her alive. Although he didn't know what he wanted, Lin Yao could only wait quietly for him to decide his fate. Is it life, death, or continue to suffer?

Vaguely, the voice of someone talking outside came from the laughter of the army ruffians. Lin Yao was a little stunned and carefully put his ear close to the tent. Most of the people gathered together to talk about women, especially in the military camp of the sow, Diao Chan.

"The girl beside the prince has white skin like tofu... Her eyebrows and eyes are so beautiful..." a voice smiled.

"It's not... Although he looks cold, his face looks good, his figure is good, his chest is his chest and his butt is his butt..."

"You said the LORD was tired of her, would you let us taste it..."

A burst of laughter came. Those people were laughing at the talking soldier, "a toad wants to eat swan meat", but Lin Yao gradually turned white in the laughter.

She had guessed how Huo Yan would humiliate her.

When she was a teenager in her hometown, she met a mature girl who always stood at the door of her house and smiled to attract the men in the past. Her father told her that the woman was a prostitute who did not know self-respect and lived by selling her body.

Lin Yao despised this very much until she happened to see the loneliness under the woman's smile and heard her sigh that "as a woman, I can't help people", she also gave birth to some sympathy for her.

But if she falls to that step, what is the difference between her and the prostitute?

Committing herself to the enemy and waiting for an opportunity for revenge, she is worthy of her conscience. But if you become... What will you look like to see your parents in the future?

Lin Yao looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, slowly turned around, beat some water with a copper basin, and gently wiped his body. There is a clear stream not far from the outside. Although it is a stream, the water is quite deep. The purified water on this side is enough to bury her body, at least to make her clean.

While there was no one outside, Lin Yao carefully left the camp and trotted all the way to the stream. The stream was fast flowing, but she jumped straight without any hesitation. The stream was slightly cold, but she slowly dived down, and the water gradually drowned her mouth and nose

Someone grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the fast flowing stream. Getting the air again, Lin Yao coughed a few times and gasped heavily.

The man dragged her out of the stream and impolitely remained on the gravel. Lin Yao saw that the person who pulled her out was Zhou Zifang. Zhou Zifang's face was wet and with an irrecoverable anger: "don't want to live?"

Lin Yao was pale and bit his lip without saying a word.

Zhou Zifang wiped the water on his face and looked at her with a sneer: "don't think I won't let you die. I wish you would die early!"

This woman is a disaster for her beauty. He should have done something to get rid of her. It was because he was not vigilant enough that the woman got her hand. Now the Lord is deeply poisoned. Even if the poison is completely removed, I'm afraid it will have to be well maintained for a few years. They soldiers run around all day. Where does the LORD have time to rest?

Thinking of Wang Ye's pale face and his crazy state that day, Zhou Zifang couldn't help but be frightened. Since the death of miss xueluo, he seldom saw his prince show such a crazy look.

He originally thought that if he kept such a small jasper around the Lord, as long as he gave her enough gold, silver, jewelry and silk, she would serve the Lord safely.

Knowing that she was such a deliberate woman, Zhou Zifang would kill her early in the morning and would not let her have the opportunity to appear in front of the Lord.

Lin Yao coughed awkwardly on the ground. His dark hair covered his face awkwardly. Drops of water trickled from her face. He couldn't tell whether it was tears or streams.

Zhou Zifang glanced at her and soon turned away. Her clothes were soaked in water and wrapped tightly around her body, becoming more and more exquisite.

"Why do you want to die?" Zhou Zifang was silent and asked.

Lin Yao bit his lower lip and said nothing. The force has made the lip red.

"I would rather die in such a clean and innocent way than... Zhou Zifang was stunned by the choking tone, and then sneered:" are you afraid you will be sent to be a camp prostitute? "

She probably heard some soldiers joking that those bastards always kept a word from women when they got together, which was mostly misunderstood by her.

She is always the prince's woman. Even if she had her hair cut and sent to a nunnery as an aunt, she would not be reduced to a prostitute. It would be the prince's face.

"Not afraid of death, but also afraid of this?" Zhou Zifang glared at her fiercely and threw off his cloak, which covered her wet body impartially.

Lin Yao's eyes were desolate. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of humiliating her father's first Qingming and the reputation of the scholarly family. Her desperate look at the bottom of her eyes made Zhou Zifang frown. She whispered low and her voice trembled slightly: "please... Let me die..."

"Your life and death are all in the king's mind. If he lets you die, you can't live another quarter of an hour. If he doesn't let you die, you have to come back even if half your foot has retreated and set foot on the huangquan road." Zhou Zifang said coldly: "I know you want to die, but unfortunately, you can't die now without the king's order."

Lin Yao's eyes fell to the ground, and his white skin showed a little, which made the soldiers who came and went salivate.

Zhou Zifang raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Lin, you'd better stay in the camp. "From the moment you become the Lord's woman, your life and everything don't belong to yourself, but to the Lord. You can't predict whether you will live or die, and only the Lord can decide all this.

Lin Yao leaned down on the ground and didn't know what he was thinking. Zhou Zifang's patience was almost exhausted. He squatted down and said, "Miss Lin, if you don't get up again, don't blame me for being rude."

Here, those who don't know the truth will think that something has happened. Zhou Zifang has made plans. If the woman keeps persuading, he will directly carry the people and throw them into the camp, and let them be firmly tied with thick hemp rope to keep her honest.

Lin Yao got up expressionless. She stumbled slightly under her feet and shook her body before she stood still. She walked towards the camp step by step. Her slender body looked very thin in the night, like a lonely and helpless ghost.