"Humph!" The Prairie King suddenly felt very annoyed.
Even he himself didn't know where this anger came from. In fact, for these nobles on the grassland, so-called women are nothing more than playthings and property. The king of the grassland often exchanged women with his subordinates and even his sons in the past.
He indulged and had fun, and even rewarded his women to his subordinates or his own sons.
Such customs are undoubtedly "barbaric" and "immoral" in the eyes of the Roland people.
At this moment, the Prairie King looked at the girl standing quietly in front of him, and suddenly felt the urge to completely possess her!
Yes, complete possession! Complete! Only belongs to you! No one is allowed to covet it in the slightest!!
So, with this trace of dissatisfaction and annoyance, he quickly waved his hand and asked Han Yue to be taken away. When he looked at the eyes of his favorite sons, he still stared at Han Yue's back reluctantly.
, the Prairie King finally couldn't help but slam the wine glass on the table.
"snort!!"
Then, with an angry expression, the king of the grassland turned around and walked out of the banquet tent without saying a word, leaving everyone inside looking at each other.
But only Saladin had a faint sneer on his face. However, in order to hide this expression, he quickly picked up the gold cup and pretended to drink, covering his face...
The Prairie King almost couldn't wait to push away the beautiful maids on both sides who were trying to support him. These women were the ones he usually liked, but today, in his eyes, they didn't even have the slightest bit of charm.
He almost ran headlong into his tent, and then heard a cry of surprise from inside. The beautiful girl turned around and looked at him in horror.
Without a word of nonsense, the Prairie King immediately took off his armor. Then he pounced with all his strength. Hanyue sighed sadly in her heart, but she cooperated and fell to the ground, and then symbolized
After struggling for a few times, the Prairie King was already pinned beneath him.
The Prairie King felt the trembling of the delicate girl beneath him, and this trembling aroused the impulse in his heart even more. He grabbed Han Yue's hands. Then he tore her clothes apart hard, and when the rough fingers finally touched
When the girl's delicate skin was exposed, Hanyue had already closed her eyes.
After a few hisses, the clothes were torn to pieces. The Prairie King gasped violently, and when his hands strangled Hanyue's neck, it seemed as if he was grabbing something. Hanyue on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, struggling
Struggle.
Her struggle was no longer symbolic. Instead, she struggled with all her strength. Finally, she finally got what she wanted and grabbed the thing, a soft and round pearl, from the hands of the Prairie King.
The Prairie King didn't care why this girl valued a pearl so much. All his interest was on her body...
Soon, a man's heavy breathing and a girl's painful cry came from the tent...
This night, the Prairie King seemed to have returned to his youth. In the body of this girl who filled him with desire, he seemed to feel that he had endless energy and physical strength! All night long,
When the girl screamed louder, he seemed to feel the desire to conquer in his heart became stronger!
Until dawn, he couldn't remember how many times he had ravaged this girl. It was only in the end, when he walked out of the tent in the morning, that he felt his legs were weak and his eyes were a little dizzy.
Next to them, several royal warriors who were guarding outside the tent were suddenly startled when they saw their king walking out! Some even exclaimed.
This...is this our earth king?!!
The Prairie King, who originally retained his majestic demeanor, seemed to have aged ten years. A few wrinkles appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before, becoming a little cloudy, and... there was also a hint of violence.
and restless.
The Prairie King has the habit of riding a horse every morning, but this morning, when he tried to get on the horse, he suddenly staggered. He could hardly get on the horse. He almost fell down, but with the help of the guards, he managed to sit down.
Right away.
All this made the Prairie King’s heart sink suddenly!!
During the day, during the discussion in the golden tent, everyone noticed the change in their king. Everyone saw the fatigue and aging of the prairie king... Even when he was discussing matters, he was obviously unable to concentrate.
There, he seemed to be drowsy.
Moreover, he unexpectedly became manic and irritable! When a general couldn't help but ask a few questions, the king suddenly burst into anger. He slammed the table, stood up, and pointed at the other person.
Cursed: "Do you think I'm old! Think I'm no longer good! Think I can't be the king anymore! Think I can't control you bastards! Get out! Get out! Get out of here! You bastard! Come on!"
Man! Drag him out! Give him a hundred lashes! A hundred lashes!!!”
Then, the Prairie King swayed a few times and sat down heavily. He was breathing heavily and his chest kept rising and falling.
He looked at the frightened eyes of the people below. When he saw his favorite sons, he suddenly remembered the greedy eyes of these boys at the banquet last night when they looked at Han Yue...
An extreme disgust and anger suddenly arose in his heart!
Then, he ignored everyone's looks, staggered out of the big tent, and quickly returned to his tent. He pushed the maid beside him hard, and then rushed in quickly. When he saw Han Yue dressed in gauze
, was scrubbing his body with clean water. There were still many bruises on his delicate skin... which were the traces left by his violence last night.
A fire was suddenly ignited in his heart!
He felt very angry, very angry, very angry!
He needs to vent!
So, he pounced forward again and had Hanyue pinned under him. Even though the girl was screaming and the water basin next to him was overturned, his impulse was not shaken.
It was only by pressing on this girl that he seemed to have regained his energy, his strength, and his majesty! It seemed that only by pressing on her he had regained such a majestic prairie king! He seemed to have endless energy!
!!
On the third day, the warriors did not see their king come out of the tent. It was not until the sun rose above their heads that the sound of staggering footsteps came from the tent, and then the curtain was opened. When everyone saw the king's appearance,
Everyone was shocked!!
The king's face is covered with wrinkles, and his originally brown hair has turned pale, and his temples are gray... Where is there any trace of the majesty of the king who shocked the grassland? He seems to be a weak,
Aging old man!
This time, he couldn't even get on the horse. With the help of several warriors, he managed to sit on the horse, but his body was a little crooked.
On this day, in the tent, Wang Di's aging surprised everyone. This old guy even saw an empty seat in the tent and became furious: "Why is there one person missing?! How dare anyone dare to discuss matters in the royal court?"
Not coming!!”
Then, someone nearby reminded him in a low voice that the absent person was the one who was given a hundred lashes by his order yesterday and was recuperating at home.
Looking at the doubtful and even puzzled looks cast by the people below him, the Prairie King felt that his dignity had been deeply wounded!! He was very angry, and even more frightened in his heart.
He also vaguely felt his aging and weakness in his heart. However, as a king of the grassland who respected strength, he was afraid of being said to be weak! Because in that case, he would lose his majesty even more!!
"The weaker a person is, the more he will use bluff to emphasize his 'power'." Saladin suddenly remembered this sentence. The person who said this sentence was none other than Duke Tulip, his current supporter.
The young Duke with a gentle smile on his face, even a bit feminine.
The Prairie King is angry! He is very angry!
He himself didn't understand where this anger came from, as if this anger was devouring his soul. A raging evil fire burned him, making him almost explode, and he couldn't wait to find a place to vent immediately!
Finally, less than half of the day's proceedings, the angry Prairie King ordered a close minister to be executed just because this guy didn't look him in the eye when he spoke to him!
"What are you afraid of! Are you afraid of me?! Or are you disrespectful to me, so you dare not look into my eyes!!" The Prairie King almost flew into a rage, and then he jumped up in front of everyone, and pulled out his bent
The knife hit the poor guy's head with one blow, and blood spurted out. The hot blood sprayed onto his face. The Prairie King was stimulated by the blood, as if he finally felt relieved after venting his anger.
But then, when he looked at the surprised eyes in the tent, boundless annoyance surged in his heart again!
These guys... you, why are you looking at me like this! I am not old yet! I am not old and faint!!!
Once again, he rushed out of his tent as if running away, and then staggered out. He did not go back to his tent directly, although he wanted to go back and see the woman who made him crazy... But,
At this moment, he was still a king after all, and an instinctive vigilance arose in his heart. He also vaguely felt that something was wrong, and he needed to think about it carefully.
Finally, he wandered outside the royal court for a long time. The wind in the grassland seemed to calm the anxiety in his heart. He decided to go back and see if that woman...could she...
When he irritably drove away the guards surrounding him and walked directly back to his tent, he saw several maids outside the tent from a distance, looking at his return with some fear and surprise. In his heart
Suddenly, I vaguely guessed something.
Sure enough, he ran over angrily, and outside, he heard the man's urgent voice and the woman's low cry of resistance coming from inside.
Han Yue's heart was indifferent, but her face still showed panic. She sat in the tent, got dressed, and waited quietly.
Sure enough, in the morning, a young man walked in. Han Yue knew that this was one of the sons of the Prairie King... As for which one it was, Han Yue didn't care.
Is there any difference? These guys. They will only look at themselves with greedy eyes, and then fantasize about tearing their clothes to pieces immediately, and then pressing themselves under their bodies.
The man was a little panicked when he came in, but the first moment he saw her, Hanyue saw the desire in his eyes, and then she immediately exclaimed a few times, which stimulated the other person even more.
Without a word. The man came up and tried to pull her hand, as if he wanted to take her away. Hanyue struggled a few times. During the struggle, she cleverly let her clothes be torn, exposing her delicate body.
Someone's legs.
She saw this man swallowing hard several times, and then pressed on him desperately...
At this moment, the curtain of the tent opened. The Prairie King roared. He rushed in with a scimitar raised. The young man immediately trembled in fright, then he jumped up like a rabbit, and then quickly hid.
Opened the machete chop.
But at this time, Han Yue cleverly used her body to trip him up.
"Ah..." This short scream.
Soon, the warriors outside the royal court heard the cries here. When they gathered around, they saw with their own eyes the sixth prince, the favorite of the Prairie King, rushing out of the tent covered in blood, looking very panicked.
The prince's leg was slashed with a knife, and blood continued to flow.
Then the Prairie King roared and rushed out. He raised his golden scimitar and chased after him. Then, in full view of everyone, he slashed his son on the back with a knife!
The scimitar passed through his chest, and the sixth prince fell down before he even had time to scream.
At this time, the warriors nearby gathered around and rushed over. Some tried to help their king, while others rushed to see whether the sixth prince was alive or dead.
"You! Are you also turning against me?!"
The grassland king's eyes were red. He quickly chopped down a warrior beside him who was trying to help him. At this time, he heard a cry of surprise and his other son ran over. This was his eleventh son.
Seeing this guy, the Prairie King had vicious thoughts in his heart!
"You! What are you doing here too! Are you thinking about that woman too? Do you want to steal her!!"
His eyes were red, and he suddenly ran over like a furious lion. Before the young son had time to scream, he was slashed on the neck with a knife and fell sideways.
His last words were: "Father...I, I just heard the exclamation and came to see..."
"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!!!!"
The Prairie King threw away the scimitar with all his strength. He stepped back a few steps forcefully and looked at the surrounding warriors and the surrounding generals: "Everyone, get out of here! Put these corpses here! No!"
Touch! No one is allowed to touch!!!”
He suddenly ran back to his tent. The Prairie King saw Hanyue, who was sitting there. Her clothes were in tatters, her slender legs were exposed, and the skirt of her chest was open, revealing a round arc.
"You! You...it's all you! It's all you!!"
The Prairie King roared and rushed forward violently. At the same time, he violently tore Han Yue's clothes apart and spread her legs forcefully.
There was no sadness in Hanyue's heart anymore. She even felt the prairie king's anger entering her body indifferently, and then, almost immediately...
The Prairie King felt that his desire valve was suddenly and completely opened. He felt that all the strength, vitality, and everything in his body was quickly released. A trace of desperate fear finally arose in his heart!
Finally, he yelled, and Hanyue's body trembled violently, and then fell down softly, with blood flowing out of her mouth, nose, and eyes!!
Han Yue silently pushed the dead man away, then sat up and pulled her clothes.
She heard the exclamations and hurried footsteps outside the tent. She did not panic, but walked to a mirror in the tent. She stood in front of the mirror and gently combed her hair.
In the mirror, I am still as beautiful as before, and my eyes are still as calm as the moonlight.
"My...my name is Hanyue." She looked at herself in the mirror: "The Duke said...he said that I am beautiful."
Finally, her fingers held the pearl she wore around her neck, and then she bit the pill hidden in her teeth...
The royal court was already in chaos.
The king's two favorite princes were killed by his own hands. Later, people saw the dead king and the body of the woman in the king's tent.
In addition to being extremely surprised, there were also some clear-headed people who immediately thought of an urgent question!
The forces on the grassland are about to be re-ranked!
Three princes, after getting the news, immediately ran back to their tents, and then busily dispatched troops and horses, while the generals also rushed around and got busy.
The sound of fighting, the sound of horse hoofs rising, the sound of neighing...
Ironically, no one paid attention to the two corpses in the tent.
And amidst all this busyness, no one noticed that Saladin, the youngest son of the king, quietly left the royal court early this morning with all his men, horses and subordinates, and left far away.
Already.
"Kill! Rob! When you have killed enough and are exhausted, that's when I will come back again!!"