The prince disliked her, and the legitimate daughter was reborn and married to the regent

In the middle of the dry desert stands a magnificent palace. Such a huge structure could be built on such a barren land. Even with eyes closed, one can imagine how many bodies are buried underneath.

But Korro didn't care. He stretched his neck to take the grapes that the concubine passed to him with her mouth, and then grabbed the plump breasts of another maid with a lewd smile. The maid had a far-fetched smile on her face, her body trembling, but she still responded in a delicate voice.

Under the throne, there was an absurd scene. Those courtiers, who were dressed in fine clothes, had turned into lunatics indulging in wine and sex. They even pushed their wives and concubines onto the throne for the rest of the people to enjoy.

No one would think there is anything wrong with this. If you say that those women are unwilling, who would care about the willingness of a "gift"?

This is Keluo, a country born in the desert, full of evil and treacherousness, where the rich are born and the poor die. Day and night, they feed the noble Keluo family with their humble blood.

Fuqiu also has a name with Korlo in it, but she never wants to mention it to anyone. She would rather others call her Fuqiu, and it is up to her to add the word "Princess" or not.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Urtu shouted anxiously, but his voice was drowned out by the waves of noise and the sweet moans.

He wanted to continue speaking, but his sleeve was pulled by someone.

"Urtu, why don't you want to look at me? I am also a princess of Keluo, and younger than Fuqiu. Believe me, I can bring you greater happiness."

She meant something and wanted to slide her fingers down the man's chest, but her movements were stopped.

"Go away!"

The tall man said with some boredom, looking at the naked and flushed girl in front of him, his eyes were full of boredom.

There were so many princesses and princes in Keluo. Those who were not favored were brought to the banquet early. They were not of noble royal blood, but they were better than those actors who fawned on them.

If they could win the heart of a noble like Urtu, they would be able to get rid of all these distortions. Unfortunately, Urtu fell in love with someone who was destined to never stay for him. Fuqiu could make love with anyone, but she would not fall in love with others.

Urtu was so frustrated. He thought that he must not be strong enough. He did not complete the last mission very well. Fortunately, His Majesty did not pursue it. But this time, he must ask His Majesty for permission to lead the people to capture Jisha City.

"Princess, please find someone else. Urtu has only ever loved one person in his life. Don't waste your time on me."

After saying this, he didn't even look at the angry expression on the princess' face, and moved forward beyond the rules. It was the guard who reacted first and stopped him.

"presumptuous!"

He paused, and then cried out,

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Please allow me to lead the troops to Jisha City. Che Lan is not flexible and there may be unexpected changes. Why don't you let me go with you so that I can take care of you."

The drunk Korra half-opened her eyes, glanced at him lazily, and then waved her hand impatiently.

"Go away and don't make trouble. My army is unstoppable and will soon capture Jisha City. When that time comes, I will lead the army to conquer Da'an Kingdom and avenge my previous humiliation. And that so-called regent king must be tortured to death!"

Wuertu could not hide the disappointment on his face, but he also knew that since His Majesty had said so, there was absolutely no room for reversal. Kerro was stubborn and would never admit his mistakes even if he found them. Instead, he would wantonly kill the ministers who reminded him in order to avoid embarrassment.

Over time, all that remains are a bunch of yes-men who only agree with others.

He looked around with disgust, sighed, thought of his princess, closed his eyes,

The princess he was thinking about was now taking Yun Nian to the largest brothel in a town they were passing by.

"Oh, don't be shy. Your face is covered with a veil anyway. When I saw you in Zuishenglou before, you definitely didn't get to taste those pretty prostitutes. You must enjoy yourself this time."

Yun Nian was pulled forward by her, his steps were a little staggering, but he still caught an important piece of information.

"Zuishenglou? Where is that? The place where you and I met before? I can't remember it at all."

"Cough cough..."

Fuqiu almost choked on her saliva before she remembered that Yun Nian didn't remember what happened before, so she just laughed it off.

"Ah, it's okay, it's not important, it's just a brothel in Dongling."

Otherwise, would she tell Sisi, “Oh, right, you disguised yourself as a prostitute to seduce me before, but you failed and were caught by Wei Qingjue.”

Just thinking about it makes me feel that the scene was really weird.

As they were talking, they arrived in front of an elegant small building. The blue and green colors looked very fresh. A refined man who looked to be in his thirties came to greet them.

"Why am I so excited today? It turns out that two distinguished guests have come. Ladies, are you here to have some fun in my Mu Chu Tower?"

Before Yun Nian could speak, Fuqiu could no longer wait and lifted the man's chin with her fan.

"Oh? I think you are pretty good. How much money would it cost to order you?"

The man's expression remained unchanged, and he let Fuqiu do what she wanted. When she felt a little bored and stopped, he raised his hand and invited them in.

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I'm old and ugly, so how can I compare to the gentleness and kindness of the other people in my building? But if you don't mind, you can see me perform a sword dance."

Hearing this, Yun Nian's eyes fell on his hands. There were still calluses on his palms from practicing swordsmanship, which would not appear without years of practice.

She interrupted Fuqiu who was still trying to tease her and said to the man,

"Take us to a private room, and give us the best tea. Tell us what performances are to be performed."

She casually threw out a bead that looked to be half the size of a fist, crystal clear and definitely not an ordinary item.

After seeing the bead, the man's smile became more sincere.

"Natural, natural."

The two followed him upstairs, looking calmly at the flirting men and women, which was no different from those in brothels.

"Then I'll take my leave."

The man who greeted the guests blinked, smiled and pushed the door open and left. In the private room, four or five men of different styles were left.

One holds a folding fan, with gentle eyebrows, and the other has a beautiful face and rosy lips and teeth.

A man wearing only moon-white pants, revealing bronze muscles, with a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes and eyebrows.

Of course, there was also a pair of young men with exactly the same faces. After seeing Yun Nian take off her veil, they rushed over with shining eyes.