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Zhaolu Palace.

Each flower was incomparably beautiful and enchanting.

Many of the women in the palace desired to be sent here, but they had to give up their entire lives in order to enjoy the pleasures of the world.

At noon, within the Zhaolu Palace, the young girl's immature and tearful voice once again faintly came out.

Du Yuqing mistook such a long time for three lifetimes.

But in truth, this was only the seventh day.

Her bright eyes were no longer as lively as they were back then. Instead, a lifeless expression was reflected on the face of a rising man.

A handsome and peerless face, with the corners of the eyebrows that pointed to the corners of the eyes, was carved with the supreme emperor and his terrifying desire for control.

Gradually, the crying turned into a silent sob. She was forced to accept the man's heavy and forceful impact. Every time she thought that it was the end, it was only the beginning of the pain.

"Tell This King, who are you?" The man calmly looked at her while clasping her chin. His deep and pleasant voice even had a trace of gentleness to it that would cause one's heart to palpitate.

"Du …" "Du Yuqing …" Du Yuqing's voice was hoarse and numbed from the pain. She felt like she was going to die soon.

The handsome man with the frightening aura narrowed his long and narrow black eyes. His beautiful lips were tightly pursed, but was without mercy.

Every night, she would be sent to different residences to 'serve' the subjects. She actually lived happily and lived happily, and when the wind and water rose, a few Young Marquis praised her as well. They even begged him to give this girl to them as a little girl.

What sort of bewitching strength did she have? For Marquis Jin, who had seen all the beauties in the world, to praise the fact that she was born charming to the bone?

Could it be that the rumoured silly and stupid little daughter of the General's Estate was really a demon possessing her body? Or perhaps, it was really a last resort?

The Phoenix Body had already been taken away by him. Regardless of whether she was a demon-level character or a queen, she would never be able to escape his grasp in this lifetime.

Tears and sweat blurred Du Yuqing's eyes. It was as if her soul no longer belonged to her. She was completely taken away by the king whom tens of thousands of people looked up to.

Deep in the night, the moonlight shone like water. The majestic and magnificent Imperial City was abnormally quiet. And from the direction of the Zhaolu Palace, there seemed to be the low sounds of a young girl crying.

"I... I am... "It's Su Xiaoxiao …" His mind was in a mess as he held onto the man's black hair. Du Yuqing's voice was low and trembling as she pleaded, "Please …" Please... "Spare me …"

This time, she finally knew that she could act weirdly, speak crazily, and study the mess in their eyes. But … He could not let anyone else see that faint light.

From now on, she would be like a bright pearl covered in dust, like a beautiful jade that had never been carved, like a treasured sword that was hidden in a box.

She had to get out of this palace.

Her jet-black hair was like a waterfall, covering half of her tender body.

Powerful men naturally had a terrifying aura of death for those who went along with them. When he heard the words' beg for mercy ', he couldn't help but let out an arrogant smile. That smile was breathtaking. It was so beautiful that it could suffocate people, but it also gave off a demonic vibe.

After fourteen days of imprisonment with whips, she finally began to beg for mercy. The young girl's physical and mental endurance had also surpassed his expectations.

Du Yuqing laid on the dragon bed, her face pale and her eyes red, as if she had lost all signs of life.

It was only when that breathtaking bright yellow light left the Zhaolu Palace that Du Yuqing slowly opened her eyes.

To be toyed with by this man in the palm of his hand, a humble and insignificant person could be married off to anyone.

She wasn't willing to give up … She did not want to be someone's slave, she did not want to be bullied!

And since she came to this world with nothing but crimes, how could she turn a defeat into a victory?

Looking at the terrifying scars on her body, Du Yuqing bit her pale lips. She swore to make that bloodthirsty and ruthless Tyrant regret for the rest of its life!