Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1298: General, is this a honey trap?
Bai Mingwei was carried, swaying on all fours.

As the smell of soap locust hit her nostrils, she also reached her destination.

But the time spent on the road alone was less than half an hour.

Although she couldn't see, judging from the length of the road, this was at least a large courtyard with four entrances.

Although Jiangbei was prosperous before the disaster, in such a small town, there are people who are so luxurious. It is hard to say that it is not Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Thinking about this, Bai Mingwei felt more and more that she had come to the right place.

At this moment, an old woman's voice sounded: "Didn't I just send a few of them before? Why are they here again today?"

The person carrying Bai Mingwei looked fierce and said: "Mom, why do you care about such nosy things! Do your duty and don't make the master unhappy!"

The old grandma didn't dare to say anything and pushed open the bathroom door.

As soon as Bai Mingwei was put down, a moist air hit his face.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the door closing.

The bag was opened, and the girls screamed around.

"Mommy, this girl is so beautiful, no wonder they couldn't wait to send her in!"

The nanny scolded: "Don't talk too much, be careful with your life!"

There was no sound around.

Bai Ming closed her eyes slightly and felt a few pairs of cold hands taking off her clothes.

She was placed into the warm bath.

Flower petals were floating on the water, and the water was mixed with milk. The fragrance of flowers and milk blended together. There was no need to explain how luxurious this bathing was.

She was carefully cared for and her black hair like crow feathers was washed.

The body, which is tired from running around, can also be relieved by soaking in hot water.

She enjoyed her long-awaited bath with peace of mind, completely relaxing her tired body.

It wasn't until the water in the bath became cold and her hair was dried and simply tied up that the little girl spoke softly: "Mommy, the soothing soup is ready."

The nanny said quietly: "Bring it up and feed it to the girl."

The so-called calming soup is just a medicine to keep the captives drowsy.

Bai Mingwei heard this but did not make any resistance.

Even when the strange-tasting medicinal soup was poured into his mouth, he never frowned.

In this way, she was put on exquisite clothes and carried into the so-called "master's" room.

Soft mattress, warm bedroom.

There is a faint agarwood scent on the nose.

This was the first breath she felt when she entered the room.

She did not eagerly open her eyes to observe her surroundings, but took this opportunity to sleep soundly.

After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by the sound of the door opening.

But the person approaching her was not some hungry ghost.

Instead, it was a weapon with a cold light.

"General Zhenbei, I have admired you for a long time."

Bai Mingwei saw that his identity was revealed, so he stopped pretending.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was an ordinary-looking man.

Just from the way he holds the sword, it can be seen that this person must be a master.

Behind the man, stood a fat middle-aged man.

Some people are broad-minded and fat, and look quite naive.

But this fat man was very ugly, and his ugly face paired with the tacky brocade clothes made people feel sick to their stomachs. The soldier is already at her neck, and it only takes an inch to slit her neck.

But she didn't change her expression and laughed brightly: "When did you find out?"

The fat man turned the sandalwood beads in his hand and gently twirled his beard:
"My servants say that they have invited a stunning woman into the mansion. Looking across the whole Jiangbei, we haven't seen stunning women before the disaster. How come we can see her after the disaster?"

"Except for General Zhenbei who is providing disaster relief in Jiangbei, I really can't think of anyone else who can bear the title of stunning beauty."

Bai Mingwei was calm and composed: "Your Majesty is always good at joking."

The fat man continued to compliment: "General Zhenbei's appearance can bear the praise of being stunning. You are so humble."

Bai Ming glanced at the man in front of him, and raised his lips: "Let me, General, guess. Your Excellency made a plan to invite you into the urn, and I, the general, became your turtle in the urn."

The fat man's smile deepened: "General Zhenbei, you are not easy to deal with. I have put a lot of effort into catching this big fish like you."

The implication is that he deliberately set up a trap to arouse Bai Mingwei's curiosity and take the initiative to walk into the trap.

Therefore, the hungry ghost in sex may be real, but at this juncture, he still doesn't know how to restrain himself, but it is just an act.

How could he become an important figure if he was not careful?

A prudent person will naturally not be unable to control his thoughts at critical moments.

At this time, committing a crime against the wind is with a purpose.

Bai Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him quietly:

"If you show your true colors to others, aren't you afraid that this general will settle the score later and follow the clues and put you and the forces related to you in the blame?"

The fat man smiled confidently: "The same trick happened twice. At that time, General Zhenbei used a prostitute to perform a beauty trick in Jincheng, which caused the Xue family in Jincheng to lose both his wife and the army. Now he has been turned against the general. How does it feel to be an army?"

Bai Ming smiled slightly: "An army against the general? Your Excellency, you think that this general is willing to sacrifice himself to use a honey trap on you? And you used the trick to defeat this general?"

The fat man's smile was a little ferocious:

"Isn't it true? In order to meet so-and-so, General Zhenbei didn't even care about his own reputation and took the initiative to be carried into so-and-so's bed. Isn't this a beauty trap you used for so-and-so?"

Bai Ming smiled, a bit playfully.

There was a hint of teasing in the corners of her eyes and brows: "Your Excellency is really good at joking. When have you ever seen this general fight a battle that he was unprepared for?"

The fat man's grin grew louder and louder: "Stop pretending to be calm, General Zhenbei, is it so difficult to admit that you have lost?"

Bai Ming smiled and said nothing, still looking calm and calm.

It's like stepping on the tip of a knife, but still strolling leisurely.

This leisurely attitude made the fat man narrow his eyes dangerously.

He snorted coldly: "She is indeed the first female general in Dongling. In this state, she can still maintain her composure."

"But so what? Since someone shows his true face, it means that someone is completely sure."

"I think the smoke is ineffective against General Zhenbei, but there is a special medicine added to the soup pool. When the skin is soaked in the hot water of the soup pool, the medicine will completely penetrate."

"Coupled with the incense burned in this room, the two medicines mixed together can not only temporarily disable the general Zhenbei's power, but also if the general becomes emotional, he can also..."

When the fat man said this, he deliberately let it slip.

But it can be seen from his expression what the medicine is used for.

However, Bai Mingwei remained very calm.

He couldn't help but continue to speak: "It can also make General Zhenbei take off his clothes and belt, and beg me to satisfy you."

"It's hard to imagine how destructive it would be for the General Zhenbei, who was killing everyone, to have his delicate body pinned down by someone."

"Wait for someone to enjoy you, then slowly torture you until you die of anger, and then crush you to ashes."

"Finally, find a painter with excellent painting skills to draw your wild appearance and pass it on to your family, to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and finally to the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang."

"In the future, history books will only leave your graceful figure and your shameless appearance. Future generations will not remember your achievements, but will only fantasize about how lively you were."

Having said this, he rubbed his hands and gave the man holding the sword a lewd look: "Pick up her belt, I can't wait any longer!"

(End of this chapter)