Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

Otherwise, once he kills himself, it will definitely arouse huge repercussions from the Korean people.

"In order to live, you really can say anything."

Ying Yuan looked at the woman in his arms and said with a smile, "Did you hear me clearly? You are just a plaything in his heart."

Hu Meiren slowly closed her eyes and leaned against his heavy armor, ignoring the strong smell of blood coming from the other party, "I'm also a plaything here with Lord Hou?"

These words are full of provocative psychology.

In fact, she did it on purpose, so that Ying Yuan would not be able to make things difficult for Wang Han.

After all, I had been with him for a long time, and I didn't want to see him face the danger of his life when he lost everything.

Ying Yuan laughed several times to stabilize his mood, and said: "You are right, you are just a plaything of this Marquis, but this sentence cannot be said by others, only this Marquis can say it.

Now, let him take off the socks on your feet, let him lick your feet like a dog, let his face surrender under your feet. "

"Lord Hou..."

Hu Meiren turned pale with shock.

Han Wangan's face was cloudy and uncertain.

Ying Yuan said indifferently: "Could it be that you didn't hear what the Marquis said to you clearly?"

After finishing speaking, he slapped Hu Meiren's face and continued: "Do as the Marquis ordered!"

All of this, he wanted to see how long Han Wangan could last, and how deep his city was.

A high-ranking king suddenly became a slave under her feet, and the key to serve was the so-called plaything in his own mouth.

This great sense of gap will definitely cause a great shadow in his heart, and he may even do some extreme things because of it.

In desperation, Hu Meiren had no choice but to lean on Ying Yuan's strong and powerful arm, and slowly stretched out her right foot.

The white sock was stained with a lot of dust, and there was already some dirt on the soles of the feet.

Han Wangan gritted his teeth, all kinds of emotions in his heart were violently intertwined.

He was thinking about whether he should do it or not.

He didn't want to, because it was too humiliating, and it was thousands of times stronger than the humiliation brought by getting into someone's crotch.

After all, the woman in front of her was her own woman not long ago!

I even served myself last night!

Today, how could such a thing happen!

The unspeakable sense of humiliation made him overwhelmed with pain.

"Ying Yuan, you have gone too far, how dare you treat our king like this! I will kill you!"

"Ying Yuan! You are courting death!"

"..."

Some of the courtiers were furious when they saw that Han Wangan had already knelt down on the ground.

They couldn't be as tolerant as the other party, so they jumped out and planned to argue with Ying Yuan or kill him.

The big deal is to risk one's life.

However, Ying Yuan didn't look at them from the beginning to the end, but said to the guards beside him indifferently: "Kill them, hang their heads on the city wall, and make public the heinous crimes they committed before looking for them."

South Korea's political arena has long been rotten. If they can achieve their position, who doesn't have a few lives in their hands?Who can say that it is absolutely clean?

They couldn't help but investigate at all. This approach was also to let the people of South Korea see that Qin State occupied South Korea with great sincerity and would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Ying Yuan! You will die sooner or later!"

"Even if I turn into a ghost, I will come to take your life!"

"..."

About four or five people were pulled out of the hall by the guards and beheaded for public display.

After the hall became quiet again, Ying Yuan looked at King Han and said with a smile, "What? Don't you want to do it?"

Although the tone was amiable, Han Wangan could clearly feel that these words were full of endless murderous intent.

"I...I do!"

Han Wangan knelt down in front of his former woman, carefully dragged her feet, slowly took off the socks on her feet, and started sticking out his tongue to lick Hu Meiren's jade feet like a dog.

Just the first time, he was already crying because of the humiliation filled in his chest.

Hu Meiren felt the dripping of his tears on the back of her feet, and Yu Xin couldn't bear it, so she simply wanted to end this process as soon as possible.

He put his feet directly on the tip of his nose and lips, and laughed loudly,

"It's really fun, I don't know who is whose plaything now?"

Han Wangan swallowed his anger and did not respond.

Seeing his humble appearance, Hu Meiren suddenly felt angry and said, "If you hadn't forcibly occupied me back then, did you think I would be your woman? A Korean concubine? I don't care.

Now, in my opinion, it's better than being a servant of Lord Hou, and it's better than being your concubine. "

She retracted her jade feet and looked at Ying Yuan affectionately.

These words contained anger towards Han Wang'an, as well as his reluctance at the beginning. More importantly, he wanted to show his determination to serve Ying Yuan wholeheartedly.

Ying Yuan frowned tightly, seeing the disheveled Han Wangan, he suddenly had an illusion in his heart.

This guy is definitely not as simple as he seems on the surface.

Just ask, an ordinary person, who can be so insulted?

It is estimated that he bit his tongue and killed himself on the spot.

No matter how bad it is, it will strongly express its dissatisfaction.

But now?

"Come here, bring Mrs. Mingzhu here."

Ying Yuan said loudly.