C2

Imperial City, imperial city.

Flowers in the western garden, grass, Southern Mo, Shaoguang bright, it is the human day of April.

Du Yuqing was tied to the dragon bed. The blood had already been washed off her white face. At this moment, her despair was greater than her shyness.

As for the handsome man who had been sitting upright on the chair all along, he looked at her with an expressionless face. A frightening dark storm and absolute control were deeply hidden in that pair of jade-like eyes.

"Uncle, do you know that rape is against the law? My lawyer will put you in jail! " Although Du Yuqing knew about her current situation, she still didn't believe it and still tried to change everything.

The man wore a bright yellow dragon robe and his entire body was filled with a frightening aura.

His age was not that old, and his eyes were as sharp as a painting. Just because of his identity as a Zhi Zun, his originally youthful face was filled with power that made others unable to fathom it, as well as an aura that no one could go against.

"Do you not understand?" "You've already committed a crime against the reputation of others. If you let me go now, I can consider not prosecuting you." Du Yuqing actually wanted to cry. Her 19th birthday was coming up in a month, and she originally wanted to get the Stock Gold Prize as a present on her birthday. But in the blink of an eye, she came to such a strange space.

The young man who was so handsome that no one dared to look him in the eye was still sitting on his chair with a calm gaze as calm as the windless sea. He looked at the young girl who was constantly struggling on the bed, constantly saying words he didn't understand.

"I'm really not General Su's daughter, I transmigrated here!" Du Yuqing twisted and turned with all her might as she protested loudly, "All I know is that Su Xiaoxiao is one of the renowned courtesans of Qian Tang, the daughter of some general …"

The handsome man on the chair had a face that was so calm it made people frightened. His eyes finally showed some changes.

A renowned courtesan? Heh, this way of escape is pretty good.

She was too tired. Not only was she tired, she was also very afraid …

This was the first time she truly saw the demise of a blood-thirsty Demon Lord.

The warm blood splattered on her face like acid, corroding her fourteen years of proud and beautiful past. It made her understand that in this world, only he would be able to live and die.

However, he was unwilling … She was unwilling to believe that, as the little genius child prodigy of the 21st century, she would become the daughter of a sinner.

She tried to explain, but all these dull people assumed she was playing the fool. In fact, it was said that the youngest daughter of the General's Estate was not in her right mind. She was dull and foolish, and had gone insane.

However, she was not Su Xiaoxiao. She was Du Yuqing, the one who was known as the genius child prodigy!

She had a proud background, her grandfather was a senior artist, and her parents were professors at the institute. She had studied finance at the age of ten, published papers on space-time molecules at the age of eleven, received the title of Princess of the Piano, was accepted into a prestigious university at the age of twelve, and had given personal lectures at the universities at the age of thirteen.

Could it be that his face was so similar to Su Xiaoxiao that no one could tell him apart?

What was more lamentable was that after coming to this world, she was even deprived of her surname because she had violated the surname of this devilish fiend who would kill people without blinking an eye.

The man on the chair finally stood up. He was very tall. Du Yuqing estimated he was at least 1.85m tall. If he was in the modern world, he would be a perfect model.

But here, his appearance and figure seemed to be secondary. What was most eye-catching was his identity — the king of Yuxuan Heavenly Dynasty, the king admired by tens of thousands of people.

With two steps, he arrived beside the dragon bed. Du Yuxi looked down at the little girl who had a pale face and a cruel and cold smile gradually appeared on his lips.

Slowly bending over, he moved close to her ear with his slender and powerful hand. Holding onto the young and tender face that he wanted to hide from in panic, his thin lips slowly spat out five words, "This King is the way!"

His voice was gentle and pleasant, but it hid a terrible power — the power to not allow others to question or resist him.

Looking at her black and flexible eyes, Du Yuxi's smile disappeared, and the hand holding her chin slowly moved to her neck.

"Don't touch me, you crazy killer!" Suddenly being attacked in the chest, Du Yuqing forgot this man's identity as a Zhi Zun, and started cursing loudly in pain and shame.

"A homicidal maniac?" Du Yuxi's fingers suddenly tightened as he looked at the girl who was choked with pain and unable to speak. His face was as cold as ice and snow as he leaned close to her. His voice was still sweet and gentle, "Do you know how many of our soldiers your father buried alive?"

Du Yuqing's face quickly turned red and was suffused with a purple glow. The delicate bones of her neck couldn't withstand his anger at all.

"The two hundred thousand strong army has only returned twenty thousand." Du Yuxi's dark eyes, which were as calm as the deep sea, suddenly stirred up a violent storm. "At the foot of the mountain, one hundred and sixty thousand soldiers were buried alive while one hundred and sixty thousand lives were taken …"

Du Yuqing was unable to speak or breathe. The sounds beside her ears became more and more distant, and her vision became more and more blurry …