King’s Landing: The Proud Empress

  Chapter 88 Slaves (7)

   "Ah!" The woman screamed, and the hand that was originally raised softened in an instant, and fell powerlessly to the side.

  The other women who were moving were stunned for a moment. After realizing it, they immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly.

   "Who? Get out quickly, don't hide from me!" The leading woman was startled, and then shouted.

   "Shhhhhh—"

  As soon as the woman's voice fell, there were several piercing voices.

"what!"

   "Ahh!"

   "AHH!!"

  Several screams sounded, and the thugs who were still majestic just now all had their arms limp in an instant. No matter how hard they tried, the arms didn't respond at all.

   Now, all the thugs panicked.

  Before everyone could react, a black shadow slid over their heads and slowly landed on the man.

   Opened his eyes and looked, but it was a large ink-colored robe.

  The robe looks like flowing ink, it looks black, but it seems transparent. The corners of the robe are embroidered with faint flowing cloud patterns with some golden silk thread, and it is worth a lot of money at a glance!

  Everyone was stunned at the same time, who is this, to put such precious clothes on a slave, isn't this a waste of money!

  The man lying on the ground subconsciously grabbed the gorgeous robe covering his body tightly, his fingers were tightly clenched, and he didn't dare to get up. I'm afraid that this robe will slip to the ground this time around.

  Pinching the corners of the robe with his fingers, the silky touch made the man's hand that was tightly gripping the robe loosen involuntarily. Feeling the soft robe against the skin, the silky and soft feeling made the man feel that all this seemed unreal.

  The robe was mixed with a faint vanilla smell, which was refreshing. The man couldn't help tightening the robe in his arms, took a deep breath of the faint vanilla smell, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

   "Heroine, please spare me!" A group of thugs knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, with their arms hanging down.

  The secretive Junli curled his lips slightly, a bunch of bullies!

  At this time, Junli was dressed in white, and he was not wearing only his inner garment because he took off his outer robe. The main reason is that in addition to wearing a robe on the outside, this world also needs to wear another piece of clothing on the inside. So although the outer robe was given to the man, there were still clothes inside.

  The man raised his head secretly, wanting to see who saved him. But after a while, apart from those thugs crying bitterly, where else is there?

  The man lowered his eyes in disappointment, did he leave?

   Several thugs obviously thought of this, looked around, and called out tentatively, "Woman?"

   In this way, the surrounding atmosphere was weird for a full quarter of an hour, and then several thugs breathed a sigh of relief, and the leader of the thugs stared at the robe on the man, eyes full of greed.

  This dress is probably worth a lot of money, it should be sold for one thousand taels.

  As if she had seen the one thousand taels of silver in her hand, the woman couldn't help feeling a little light.

  He strode forward and wanted to **** the robe, but the man's hand was holding on tightly, and he couldn't **** it no matter how hard he tried.

  The woman raised her thick black eyebrows, raised her foot and kicked at the man's chest.

  The foot stretched halfway but stopped suddenly. The woman stared at the clothes blocking the man's chest with an ugly face. If she stepped down, she would be relieved. But I'm afraid the dress is going to end.

  Thinking that the one thousand taels of silver might vanish under her foot, the woman couldn't help withdrawing her foot embarrassingly.

  Seeing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief. If that kick comes down, I'm afraid he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

  The woman stared fixedly at the ink-colored robe, thought for a while, and then yelled at the thugs behind her, "You guys are dead! Hurry up and help me get the clothes back."

  The thugs all stared at the ink-colored robes with bright eyes. Although they were not experts, they knew that the clothes should be very valuable.

  Already had an idea about this dress, but now that the woman in charge said it, there was no reason not to do it.

   Immediately, each one was gearing up and rushed towards the man.

  The man hugged the clothes in his arms tightly, and kept stepping back.

   Just as the thugs approached the man, a few stones flew over from a distance and hit their uninjured other wrist.

"what!"

  This time it was a collective scream. The thugs all hung their hands weakly, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of horror.

   That master hasn't left yet!

   This is a thought that flashed through the hearts of all the thugs and the man at the same time.

  The man was inexplicably surprised. He looked up and looked around, but he still didn't find anyone there, except for those around him, those people.

  The thugs were trembling all over, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down their foreheads and fell to the ground.

   Junli in the dark frowned, and rejected the lavender robe handed over by the guard at the side. Wearing these was enough for her, and she wanted to add another one? impossible!

   I really don’t understand why the ancients were not afraid of the heat when they wore so many clothes?

   He took a stack of bank notes from the dark guard and walked out slowly.

  As soon as it appeared, it undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone present. That face, which was even more beautiful than the man's, made some women around her couldn't help drooling secretly.

  But when he thought that this woman might be the master just now, the obscene thoughts that had just arisen in his heart were killed in his mind.

  Compared to beauty, they cherish their lives even more!

  When those thugs saw Junli, their eyes showed some doubts, and they wondered if she was the master in the dark.

  The man on the ground was stunned, watching Jun Li slowly walk in front of him, wrapped the ink-colored robe tightly around his body, and then lifted himself up. A look of emotion suddenly appeared in the man's eyes.

  As she got closer, she could smell the faint vanilla smell on her body, which was the same as the smell on the clothes in her hand, a faint fragrance, refreshing.

  The man tightly grabbed the hem of the robe in his hand, and looked at Junli with a little bewilderment. Seeing her take a few steps forward, the man immediately took difficult steps and followed her closely.

  Jun Li took out a bank note from his sleeve, threw it to the thugs sitting on the ground, and said flatly, "Is that enough?"

  The woman headed by was taken aback, and subconsciously picked up the bank note and looked at it. After seeing the amount on it, the woman opened her mouth wide in surprise, looked up at Junli, and nodded hurriedly, "Enough is enough." After speaking, she immediately stuffed the banknote in her hand into her sleeve.

  Jun Li didn't even look at the thugs, he paced slowly and walked outside. Wherever they passed, everyone couldn't help taking a few steps back, not daring to raise their heads.

   After leaving the huge open space, Junli took out five silver bills and handed them to the man who had been silently following behind him, "Take it, I will find a good wife and marry him later, and we will take care of our husband and children at home."

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  (end of this chapter)