Kuai Chuan Daji is a bad woman

Chapter 140 Disaster for the country and the people for nine thousand years 3
Killing intent gathered in Xia Jie's eyes: "Duplicity."

After finishing speaking, Xia Jie moved his hand to the beauty's neck and twisted it gently, and the beauty died on the spot.

Xia Jie turned around and asked another beauty: "Does it look good?"

The beauty was so frightened that her whole body was trembling, and she didn't dare to answer. Xia Jie pinched her neck: "I'm asking you something?"

The beauty hesitated: "Good, good looking."

Xia Jie's face turned cold in vain, and with a slight twist of her hand, the beauty's neck broke and she fell limply.

The dancers kneeling below were trembling all over, not knowing what was waiting for them.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

The pleasant voice broke the tense and terrifying atmosphere.

I don't know if it's because of the loss of that thing, but the body voice in this round is that kind of youthful voice, gentle and soft, pleasant to hear, but it doesn't have any momentum, and it looks easy to bully.

Seeing Daji, Xia Jie raised the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were cold: "The lonely beauties are all fascinated by you."

The dancers trembled even more, even breathing became more cautious.

Daxia, the young king, doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. If he is unhappy, he will kill someone directly.

The fan in Daji's hand opened and shook twice, and the two strands of hair on her forehead floated gently, looking like a tree facing the wind.

It's a pity that all the dancers present lowered their heads and dared not appreciate Daji's beauty any more. Only Xia Jie looked Daji up and down, pointed at Daji and mocked: "Without that lifeline, I have become like a woman who loves to play around." It's gimmicky."

The clothes of the people in the Great Xia Dynasty were mainly dark colors, and they were linen clothes. Only the nobles had cotton and silk clothes, and the colors were very plain.

The man's clothes are mainly dark blue and black, and there are very few others. Daji's red body is indeed too coquettish, let alone in this dynasty or in modern times.

But, this red suits her very well, bright and gorgeous, like a raging fire, with him around, she can never see others again.

Xia Jie tilted his head, and suddenly felt that compared with him, the beauties in his room were really different.

Daji closed the fan and tapped it in her hand, raised her chin slightly, and looked at the two dead beauties: "Your Majesty also thinks it looks good."

Otherwise, he would not have killed those two beauties.

The corners of Xia Jie's mouth turned up, and he propped his chin, and suddenly asked: "Bai Li, you are really not afraid of being alone."

This is not a question, but a certainty.

Daji lifted the hem of her clothes and took a seat under Xia Jie. The corners of her mouth were raised, and the pear dimples were faintly visible, which made people sigh that it was really a work of art by Nuwa.

"Your Majesty also knows that if I am crippled, life would be better than death, why should I be afraid of you." Daji said while pointing to her body: "The biggest shame of a man is this."

To offend Xia Jie is nothing more than death or torture. Today's Bai Li has been tortured inhumanly, and her beloved has been unconscious all the time. There is really nothing in this world that he is afraid of.

Xia Jie understood the meaning of Daji's words, leaned forward, smiled suddenly, and pointed at Daji: "Interesting."

There are many emotions in Daji's eyes, except that she has no fear of Xia Jie. She has an elegant posture, and when she looks at Xia Jie, her eyes are indifferent. He is placed on an equal footing.

No one has ever been like this, Xia Jie felt a little interest in his heart, he wanted to see him fear, fear, anger...

Xia Jie drew out his saber, pointed at Daji, with murderous intent on his face: "You are so bold."

Daji closed her eyes, and approached Xia Jie with a relieved look on her face: "Your Majesty, I just want to die."

Xia Jie saw that Daji really wanted to die, so she put away her sword, but it was not as she wished.

"From now on, you will stay by Gu's side and be Gu's eunuch."

He wanted to see what this Bai Li looked like when he was driving her around.

He wanted to tear off Bai Li's mask.

Daji cupped her hands: "It is my honor to serve His Majesty, but what kind of official am I, an eunuch? What is my job, and how much is my salary?"

This question stopped Xia Jie, the servants in the palace are all women, he is neither male nor female, what should he do?
Xia Jie thought for a while, and seemed to want to humiliate her: "If you control the men, the men will definitely refuse to accept you. If you lose a man's lifeblood, then you will manage the palace people. The palace people in the harem will not accept you." It's in your hands."

"These girls love your handsome appearance, so let them take a good look."

Xia Jie's words would make any man die of anger, which is humiliating, but it is exactly in line with Daji's wishes.

The Daxia Palace is an incomplete harem, and there are no queens and concubines now. The people in the harem are scattered and only listen to Xia Jie alone.

To put it simply, Xia Jie's harem is a company with no people and funds, but no complete management system.

Naturally, Xia Jie didn't think how capable these women in the harem were, or in other words, how much threat the harem could bring.

Daji made an elegant salute: "That is my honor."

Seeing that Daji was not only not angry, but also didn't feel humiliated, Xia Jie felt a little aggrieved as if he had punched cotton with his fist.

Not afraid of death, nor afraid of being ridiculed, like a copper wall and iron wall, Xia Jie just wants to pierce his copper wall and iron wall.

As if he had found a new pleasure, Xia Jie drove the dancer and musician out and asked Daji to serve him a drink.

He had investigated Bai Li, who was born in a noble family, and was playmates with the princess, so he was very proud in his bones.

He will trample on his dignity and pride, and look at him like those who died under his sword.

"You are no longer a man, nor a woman, you have to do what a palace man can do, and pour wine for Gu."

Xia Jie poked Daji's scars everywhere, and let her serve him, just to see Daji's disobedient and helpless appearance.

Xia Jie's plan came to nothing, Daji walked up to Xia Jie and sat down, poured a glass of wine with great grace, and put both hands to Xia Jie's mouth: "Your Majesty, please."

Daji's movements are very appropriate, and there is no flattery or driven humiliation.

Meeting those beautiful eyes, Xia Jie couldn't help opening his mouth, and took a sip of the wine she fed.

After taking a sip of wine, Xia Jie came to his senses, pushed Daji away with one hand, and became angry from embarrassment: "Do you really think you are a woman?"

Xia Jie's original intention was to use this to humiliate Daji, but she didn't want to. She had done the job of feeding the king wine for countless times under King Zhou, and she had already perfected it.

Xia Jie felt that Bai Li was a man, even if he was cut, he was still a man at heart, and he definitely couldn't accept being ordered by the courtiers, and would still feed wine to his enemies.

Unexpectedly, Daji didn't feel disgusted, but herself.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say that I am neither a man nor a woman." Daji's eyes moved slightly, she approached Xia Jie, and picked up the wine again.

"Your Majesty, are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" Xia Jie frowned.

"I'm afraid of being confused by my appearance, like your beauties." Daji's voice was soft and provocative.

(End of this chapter)