The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper
Chapter 56 Save us, let us leave!
The lights in the prison were dim.
The group of people with Chinese-shaped faces huddled in the corner unable to move, watching Jiang Yunchu's every move from the corner of his eye from time to time.
Jiang Yunchu leaned against the wall and covered his mouth with his hands, yawning. They covered their heads subconsciously in fear.
I was afraid that she would beat them.
"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!" The supervisor held a small wine vat in one hand, with a rosy face, and pushed the cart to distribute the meals.
Normally, the Colosseum would not distribute food to slaves, but for some reason the supervisor's trolley stopped in front of the prison door.
She put down her rice and poured it into the iron basin in front of the door. She knocked on the iron door and made a sharp knocking sound.
"Hurry up, you old woman, your food is here! I really don't know what's the use of keeping you as an old woman. You've lived a long life as an old immortal. You ask me to bring you food every day. Why don't you still?" Go to hell"
Cursing her with curses, he reluctantly put down the meal for her, pushed the cart and left unsteadily.
Jiang Yunchu opened his eyes and stared at the broken porcelain bowl in front of the iron gate, which contained leftovers.
who is she? Why are you imprisoned here? But it is different from other slaves.
The old woman climbed up from the corner with difficulty, pushed aside the dry hair that covered her eyes, and walked forward in small steps with a hunched body.
The little Chinese-character face rolled his eyes in his sockets, pushed aside the old woman who was blocking him, and rushed to the porcelain bowl with quick steps.
She took something that didn't belong to her, like offering a treasure, and held it in front of Jiang Yunchu with both hands.
"You, please go first." He held up the porcelain bowl and fawned over her like a pug.
The old woman fell to the ground with a cry of pain, her hair messy and scattered behind her, and her face was covered with wrinkles.
The left side of her face, which was originally covered by her hair, was exposed because of her push.
The scar on the left side of her face had scabbed over, as if it had been burned by a fire. She hurriedly covered the left side of her face with her hair.
He turned around without raising his head and lay back in the original corner lonely.
Jiang Yunchu felt disdainful of her behavior. He frowned slightly and raised his hand to hold his breath, with sharp eyes, "Get out!"
The Chinese-character face turned around and left with the porcelain bowl, returned to their small group, and started eating by himself.
She pouted her lips, what's the big deal, just because she's better than her, so why bother to pull her.
Starve to death for fun!
And this dead old woman, lying here in the light all day, is simply an eyesore to her, why would she rather die.
"You damn old woman, get out of my way. You didn't realize that this place belongs to our sisters. Get out of here."
The Chinese-character face looked at her with raised eyebrows, and kicked the old woman. She screamed in pain and kept curling up, unwilling to leave the position where she was lying.
"Damn old woman, you don't understand human language. I told you to get the hell out of here, so get out of here right now."
She raised her foot and kicked the old woman one after another as if she was angry. She raised her fist and smashed it towards her body.
The old woman curled up in pain, lying on her stomach and refusing to leave, no matter what kind of evil words she said? Or punching or kicking.
She clutched at the cracks in the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and huddled on the ground without leaving.
The Chinese-character face seemed to know her lifeline. He crouched down and opened the crack in the bricks, revealing a small object wrapped in cloth and hidden inside.
The old woman tried to get up in pain and grab the things back, but she was old and useless.
She took the faded drawing paper and opened it to draw a young child with a handsome man holding him beside her.
Although the scroll is somewhat mottled and faded, the man's stunning face can be vaguely seen, with a lewd smile on his Chinese-character face.
"This man looks good-looking. I wonder if he is equally good in bed."
As he spoke, the little girls behind him let out harsh laughter one after another.
The old woman seemed to be stimulated by their laughter. She stood up tremblingly and reached out to grab the painting in her hand.
"I don't allow you to say that about him, cough, cough, cough, he..."
Guozi pushed her away with disdain, handed the painting in his hand to the little girl behind him, and kicked her in the abdomen one after another with his foot.
"You don't let me say it, but I insist on saying, why is this man your old sweetheart? I don't think he is much better. The little boy he is holding in his arms looks good to me. The little boy can only play with it. It’s delicious, don’t you think so?”
The little girls laughed obscenely and echoed: "Yes, yes!"
Jiang Yunchu frowned slightly. Although she didn't know who the person in the portrait was? But she seems to be the most important person.
Other people's affairs have nothing to do with her. She usually doesn't interfere in other people's affairs, but she can't get used to someone making such a joke on a child in front of her.
Even if she was unhappy today, she would find someone to vent her anger to.
Jiang Yunchu stood up like him, raised her fist and hit him, but the target was herself instead.
The Chinese-character faces were stunned by the sudden violent beating, and they were all beaten with bruises and swollen faces. They were beaten violently.
The screams were endless, but she said nothing and just kept beating her.
"Please, spare us, spare us, we will never dare again."
Jiang Yunchu turned a deaf ear and continued to move his hands without stopping, using both hands and feet.
When they grimaced in pain and fell to the ground, he snatched the portraits from their hands, which was full of warning.
"Remember, as long as you are in this prison, I will beat you every time I see you. Do you understand?"
He turned around and helped the old woman up who was lying on the ground, and smoothed the portrait of two people in her hands.
The man in the portrait and the little boy in his arms look like a father and son, especially the eyes are exactly the same, and they seem to be holding him on a swing in the yard.
"Grandma, you've got your things," she handed the flattened portrait to her.
The old woman held it with tears in her eyes, her eyes were red, and her nose was sore, as if this was the priceless treasure she had collected.
Jiang Yunchu let go of his grandmother's hand and glanced at her with a cold look.
They were so frightened that they cried out. They clung to the iron railings, clawed at the railings and yelled.
"Help, help, someone, come quickly, someone come!!!"
"Drinker...Drinker!"
Some of them had bruises and swollen noses and big bumps on their faces, some were unable to speak clearly, their mouths leaked, and two of their front teeth were knocked out.
"Help! Killed!"
"It's killing! It's killing! Someone, come quickly"
The sound resounded through the sky, and they wished they could learn the bone shrinking technique right where they were and escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Their noise was so loud that the whole prison shook.
"Why are you making such a fuss! What are you doing here day after day? You really don't make people worry. What are you doing?"
The group of people with Chinese-shaped faces huddled in the corner unable to move, watching Jiang Yunchu's every move from the corner of his eye from time to time.
Jiang Yunchu leaned against the wall and covered his mouth with his hands, yawning. They covered their heads subconsciously in fear.
I was afraid that she would beat them.
"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!" The supervisor held a small wine vat in one hand, with a rosy face, and pushed the cart to distribute the meals.
Normally, the Colosseum would not distribute food to slaves, but for some reason the supervisor's trolley stopped in front of the prison door.
She put down her rice and poured it into the iron basin in front of the door. She knocked on the iron door and made a sharp knocking sound.
"Hurry up, you old woman, your food is here! I really don't know what's the use of keeping you as an old woman. You've lived a long life as an old immortal. You ask me to bring you food every day. Why don't you still?" Go to hell"
Cursing her with curses, he reluctantly put down the meal for her, pushed the cart and left unsteadily.
Jiang Yunchu opened his eyes and stared at the broken porcelain bowl in front of the iron gate, which contained leftovers.
who is she? Why are you imprisoned here? But it is different from other slaves.
The old woman climbed up from the corner with difficulty, pushed aside the dry hair that covered her eyes, and walked forward in small steps with a hunched body.
The little Chinese-character face rolled his eyes in his sockets, pushed aside the old woman who was blocking him, and rushed to the porcelain bowl with quick steps.
She took something that didn't belong to her, like offering a treasure, and held it in front of Jiang Yunchu with both hands.
"You, please go first." He held up the porcelain bowl and fawned over her like a pug.
The old woman fell to the ground with a cry of pain, her hair messy and scattered behind her, and her face was covered with wrinkles.
The left side of her face, which was originally covered by her hair, was exposed because of her push.
The scar on the left side of her face had scabbed over, as if it had been burned by a fire. She hurriedly covered the left side of her face with her hair.
He turned around without raising his head and lay back in the original corner lonely.
Jiang Yunchu felt disdainful of her behavior. He frowned slightly and raised his hand to hold his breath, with sharp eyes, "Get out!"
The Chinese-character face turned around and left with the porcelain bowl, returned to their small group, and started eating by himself.
She pouted her lips, what's the big deal, just because she's better than her, so why bother to pull her.
Starve to death for fun!
And this dead old woman, lying here in the light all day, is simply an eyesore to her, why would she rather die.
"You damn old woman, get out of my way. You didn't realize that this place belongs to our sisters. Get out of here."
The Chinese-character face looked at her with raised eyebrows, and kicked the old woman. She screamed in pain and kept curling up, unwilling to leave the position where she was lying.
"Damn old woman, you don't understand human language. I told you to get the hell out of here, so get out of here right now."
She raised her foot and kicked the old woman one after another as if she was angry. She raised her fist and smashed it towards her body.
The old woman curled up in pain, lying on her stomach and refusing to leave, no matter what kind of evil words she said? Or punching or kicking.
She clutched at the cracks in the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and huddled on the ground without leaving.
The Chinese-character face seemed to know her lifeline. He crouched down and opened the crack in the bricks, revealing a small object wrapped in cloth and hidden inside.
The old woman tried to get up in pain and grab the things back, but she was old and useless.
She took the faded drawing paper and opened it to draw a young child with a handsome man holding him beside her.
Although the scroll is somewhat mottled and faded, the man's stunning face can be vaguely seen, with a lewd smile on his Chinese-character face.
"This man looks good-looking. I wonder if he is equally good in bed."
As he spoke, the little girls behind him let out harsh laughter one after another.
The old woman seemed to be stimulated by their laughter. She stood up tremblingly and reached out to grab the painting in her hand.
"I don't allow you to say that about him, cough, cough, cough, he..."
Guozi pushed her away with disdain, handed the painting in his hand to the little girl behind him, and kicked her in the abdomen one after another with his foot.
"You don't let me say it, but I insist on saying, why is this man your old sweetheart? I don't think he is much better. The little boy he is holding in his arms looks good to me. The little boy can only play with it. It’s delicious, don’t you think so?”
The little girls laughed obscenely and echoed: "Yes, yes!"
Jiang Yunchu frowned slightly. Although she didn't know who the person in the portrait was? But she seems to be the most important person.
Other people's affairs have nothing to do with her. She usually doesn't interfere in other people's affairs, but she can't get used to someone making such a joke on a child in front of her.
Even if she was unhappy today, she would find someone to vent her anger to.
Jiang Yunchu stood up like him, raised her fist and hit him, but the target was herself instead.
The Chinese-character faces were stunned by the sudden violent beating, and they were all beaten with bruises and swollen faces. They were beaten violently.
The screams were endless, but she said nothing and just kept beating her.
"Please, spare us, spare us, we will never dare again."
Jiang Yunchu turned a deaf ear and continued to move his hands without stopping, using both hands and feet.
When they grimaced in pain and fell to the ground, he snatched the portraits from their hands, which was full of warning.
"Remember, as long as you are in this prison, I will beat you every time I see you. Do you understand?"
He turned around and helped the old woman up who was lying on the ground, and smoothed the portrait of two people in her hands.
The man in the portrait and the little boy in his arms look like a father and son, especially the eyes are exactly the same, and they seem to be holding him on a swing in the yard.
"Grandma, you've got your things," she handed the flattened portrait to her.
The old woman held it with tears in her eyes, her eyes were red, and her nose was sore, as if this was the priceless treasure she had collected.
Jiang Yunchu let go of his grandmother's hand and glanced at her with a cold look.
They were so frightened that they cried out. They clung to the iron railings, clawed at the railings and yelled.
"Help, help, someone, come quickly, someone come!!!"
"Drinker...Drinker!"
Some of them had bruises and swollen noses and big bumps on their faces, some were unable to speak clearly, their mouths leaked, and two of their front teeth were knocked out.
"Help! Killed!"
"It's killing! It's killing! Someone, come quickly"
The sound resounded through the sky, and they wished they could learn the bone shrinking technique right where they were and escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Their noise was so loud that the whole prison shook.
"Why are you making such a fuss! What are you doing here day after day? You really don't make people worry. What are you doing?"
You'll Also Like
-
Starting with the Kurotsuchi Mayuri template, hooking up with Orochimaru
Chapter 63 6 hours ago -
Knight: I’m Emperor, and I’m going crazy with the purple light at the beginning!
Chapter 110 6 hours ago -
Zongman: Starting from practical education, having many children brings happiness
Chapter 210 6 hours ago -
Hogwarts: Who hasn't collected a Horcrux?
Chapter 84 6 hours ago -
Honkai Q&A, the Far East Demon Cave is exposed at the beginning
Chapter 297 6 hours ago -
Science world, ma'am, I am really a detective
Chapter 263 6 hours ago -
Adult Comics: Starting with the Making of the Laughing Bat
Chapter 90 6 hours ago -
Solving the case: The opening scene solved a major shooting case, and the boss Ji Jie
Chapter 313 6 hours ago -
About the time I became a foodie in High School
Chapter 92 6 hours ago -
American comics: Weaving the future, starting with the Ultimate Sky
Chapter 71 6 hours ago