You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

"Theus, has anyone taught you that when proposing marriage, you should use the way the other party likes, not the way you want to impress yourself. Also, if you want to form a one-on-one marriage contract with someone, then don't be in the He kept mentioning your affairs over and over in front of him." Saturday felt that as a parting message, he should make it clearer.

However, this categorical way of refusal obviously greatly damaged the dignity of His Majesty the Emperor. Sius had never been so annoyed before, even if Spain rebelled or someone peed on his sculpture, it would not make him as furious as he is now.

"I don't think you've figured out who you are yet," Theus squeezed Saturday's chin, forcing him to look up: "Do you think I'm really going to propose to a slave?"

Sius expected to see the slightest disappointment in the little slave's eyes, but the one who was really disappointed was himself. Those amber eyes were very similar to someone in his impression, and they were so indifferent, superior, and disdainful towards him. He took one more look... No, it should be said that he disdained to take one more look at Chen Ke, but at that time their personalities were all ignored at the same time.

This familiar feeling flashed through Sius's heart, no, what did he think about those things, his little slave was just his little slave, a treasure he found in this world, and had nothing to do with the real world.

"Then what are you doing?" Saturday was inexplicable, he was the one who said the proposal, and he was the one who said it was not the proposal. The brain circuit of Sius is really incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"It's just a game, and you have no objection in this game. If you dare to say one more nonsense, I'll cut off your tongue." Sius felt dizzy, pushed Saturday away, turned and left.

Had any of the senators or temple priests been present, they would have been amazed that the tyrant Theus did not punish the little slave for his disobedience, but turned away angrily. ——Suppressing the violent temper of a tyrant is a thousand times more difficult than obtaining the favor of a tyrant. So far, no one has been able to do it.

Saturday looked at the direction where Sieus was leaving with a complicated expression. He was just a little bit close to summoning Chen Ke. If Sieus continued to pester him or force him, it might be Sieus. The last time he saw him.

"Am I doing unnecessary things again..." Saturday felt a headache.

As dusk approached, things got a little out of control. Not only did Sius not show up, but he also sent a dozen female slaves to surround Saturday in the inner room, preparing the Queen's dress embroidered with gold thread jewelry for him to put on.

If Sieus sent a few attendants to force Saturday to wear the Queen's dress, then Saturday could still resist. Right now, all around him are some petite girls who look like they are underage, all of them look scared looked at him as if they were going to die if he didn't wear this intricate fabric of leno and gold thread.

"Okay, I get it, I'll do it myself." Said Saturday to the female slaves while holding down the dress.

The female slaves hesitated for a moment, but left the inner room according to Saturday's wish. They waited outside the door, and when they heard Saturday's getting out of bed, they asked him if he needed help.

On Saturday, he looked down at the queen's dress he was wearing. The long skirt dragged all the way to his feet. He seemed to be taller than the queen expected by the Senate, so that the largest queen's dress still couldn't be dragged to the ground.Although the translucent leno design is exquisite, it is raised by the linen skirt inside, which looks nondescript.

When the female slaves heard Saturday calling them in, they pushed the door open, and couldn't help laughing when they saw Saturday's weird way of dressing.

After being reminded by the female slaves, I found out on Saturday that this translucent gauze garment had no underwear!

It is completely cut according to the streamlined shape of the human body, and the torso is designed with folds and embroidery, which is just half-covered, revealing some spring light, but not completely exposed.

Such a lewd design can only be done by ancient Roman royal costume designers.

Taking a deep breath Saturday, he knew he was riding a tiger, and if he hadn't worn these clothes, Paulizius would have done something.

Reluctantly, he took off his linen skirt—the only fig leaf left on his body—and put on the queen's dress again, and opened the golden door.

The female slaves immediately gathered around, with expressions of admiration on their faces. Not only did they not shy away from men and women at all, they also stared hard at Saturday's body.

Saturday was embarrassing, and I couldn't move my legs, but I thought I would see Sieus later, strangle him tightly, and leave this world. I would never have to meet these female slaves again. What's the embarrassment if you know someone and you'll never see them again?With that in mind, he relaxed a little.

"Dear empress, your shoes..." The slave girls giggled again, pointing to the pair of linen shoes on Saturday's feet that didn't match the expensive gold silk gauze at all.

"I didn't find the right shoes," replied Saturday.

"You don't need shoes..."

Outside the small golden gate, there was already a small golden carriage parked, pulled by four small white horses, from when the queen went out to when she sat on the bed in His Majesty's bedroom—according to the rules, she didn't have to use her feet to walk.

Saturday still wanted this pair of comfortable and heeled cloth shoes, but the female slaves insisted that he take them off. Saturday thought, since he no longer wears underwear, what is there to be afraid of with bare feet, and he will lose face in this life. today.

When he took off his shoes, there was a burst of admiration around him, such as "the empress is naturally beautiful", "the empress even has prettier feet than others" and other strange compliments filled my ears. Saturday couldn't help but think that he has a big man's feet What's so good about it? To be honest, Chen Ke's feet are whiter than his. In terms of appreciation, the feet of His Majesty the Emperor who has the same body as Chen Ke are more valuable.

The road is paved with flowers, and the pony carriage will be carried to the emperor's bedroom on Saturday. This is a gentle township made entirely of gold, with heavy crimson blue and light purple veils hanging low, covering the shadows of people, leaving only ambiguous outlines , lavender and irises sprinkled from the air, scattered on the floor made of gold, and in the center was a lambskin spliced ​​growth blanket, leading all the way to the innermost throne.

The female slaves opened the outermost gauze curtain and stopped there. Two high-ranking maidservants led Saturday into the room. Layers of gauze curtains were raised and lowered, and ambiguous lights flickered in the corner of the hall. A gauze curtain woven purely of gold threads was lifted, and Saturday saw a man with a big face sitting reclined on a golden throne.

Although the man's skin was fair, he didn't look weak. He didn't care about his sitting posture, with his legs spread out, one foot wrapped in jewels stepped on the edge of the golden throne, and the other foot was placed on the soft blanket on the ground. His calf muscles looked slender and strong, and his thighs were dazzlingly white. Like Saturday, he didn't wear underwear, so some parts were completely exposed, and the man didn't mean to cover up at all.

Sius propped his head on one hand, and when he saw Saturday coming, he tilted his head and looked at him from top to bottom, seeming quite satisfied.

"Come here." Sius ordered.

On Saturday, I feel that the embarrassment I felt during the preparation time before is not more than one percent of what I am now. I can still be so unrestrained without wearing underwear, except for the ancient Roman emperors and the army coats that are ambushing in the men's toilets of universities all the year round. , probably no third person.

"Let me tell you." Sius's voice was low and threatening.

Do a little mental work for yourself on Saturday, ignoring the rest of Theus and just looking at his neck.

When he approached the golden throne on Saturday, Sius suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms. Sius pressed him on the armrest, held his face in his arms, and kissed him directly.

I didn't have any defenses on Saturday, I just felt that something was pressed against my hot tongue, the taste was bitter and astringent, and it slipped into my throat with a gurgling.

With a "thump" in his heart, Saturday put his hands on Sius's chest and pushed him away: "What did you give me to eat?"

Sius stared at him, and his little slave was really restless: "Guess what it is, I bought it from local farmers for a lot of money."

Gritting his teeth on Saturday, his face flushed: "How could I know what kind of nasty drug you bought?"

"Little slave, didn't you look cool when you rejected me during the day? I didn't expect you to have such lecherous thoughts in your mind." Sius leaned close to Saturday's cheek, and the bridge of his handsome nose almost touched On his face, his thin lips poured out arrogant words, "Is there anyone I want, do I need to give someone medicine?"

Saturday breathed a sigh of relief: "What is that?"

"The local wound medicine, the wound on your back, will quickly heal and will not leave any scars." Saius said, he hesitated, and said a rare self-examination, "During the day ...You have a point, I shouldn't have brought Faka, and I shouldn't have mentioned the Greek princess."

On Saturday, he was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Sieus came to the Golden Palace with such an idea - to get him a local medicine to make his wound heal quickly.He didn't even expect that Sius would admit his mistake.

He looked at Sieus with some hesitation, and his firm heart was shaken again.

"Have you no other wish?" asked Saturday, "but have no other wish than to torment the one who betrayed you?"

Sius didn't expect Saturday to bring this up suddenly, he was taken aback, and said, "Don't mention that spoiler, I just want to love my queen well."

With that, he slipped his hands into his Saturday clothes, wrapped his arms around the soft waist of his queen, and was about to start the best part of the night.

"..." Saturday knew that Sius was already mentally ill at this time, and there was no possibility of communicating, so he hugged his neck and gradually exerted force.

Finally, Sieus collapsed into Saturday's arms. His head was heavily pressed against Saturday's chest, and his limbs were also very heavy. Saturday had to half-hug and half-drag him away from himself.

When Chen Ke regained consciousness, he let out a low gasp and raised his head abruptly.

When he saw "scarcely clothed" Saturday standing in front of him, his eyes became irritated.