The people who came in through the door were two rows of gorgeous women.
That's right, there were more than ten people in bloom, lined up in two rows, and filed in. Their enchanting postures and gorgeous costumes made Mo Zhiyang think that it was Milan Fashion Week.
He cursed in his heart: Damn it, why are they wearing colorful clothes and still being so confident? Like a moving ball of yarn rolling in.
There are many people in the Prince's backyard. In addition to the East Palace, there are more than ten beauties in the Prince's Mansion alone. All of them are beautiful and talented.
Mo Zhiyang looked at these people. No matter how well-dressed they all were, they were all green. Love is a ray of light. It was so green that he panicked. He is a wholesale cuckold.
"Are you the one who has been favored by His Highness these days?" The leader was a woman with a flying bun and a light purple skirt. She was really beautiful.
Mo Zhiyang didn't want to answer. He looked at them blankly and roared in his heart: In the end, he paid by mistake and was cheated. He was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
The boy guarding the door was restrained by several people and pinned to the ground. He kept making babbling sounds, but unfortunately his tongue was gone and he could not speak.
"How brave? You've just been favored once and now you're arrogant?" The woman walked over, stretched out her green fingers, and lifted his chin, "Plain appearance, vulgar appearance."
Although I am mediocre in appearance, it is not your turn to criticize me. Mo Zhiyang pursed his lips, tilted his head and asked, "Old aunt, who are you?"
Critical hit! ! !
"Who are you calling old? Who are you calling old!" Concubine Yin was so angry that she almost jumped up. She was only twenty years old and was called old. "Who are you calling old?"
Mo Zhiyang was not afraid of death yet, so he put his head around to see the people crowded outside, "Old aunt, are those aunts outside the people you brought here? Do they want to play with Yang Yang?"
Although I am uglier than you, I am still young! The body is delicate and soft, easy to push down, and it is not easy to get angry.
Concubine Yin was so angry that she gritted her teeth and almost wanted to kill him. "Who do you think you are? Is it your turn to say that I am old?" After saying that, she raised her hand and was about to slap him.
"Old aunt, do you want to play with Yang Yang? He he he, okay!" Mo Zhiyang suddenly hugged her, grabbed the pillow and swung it towards her face, "Let's play together, he he he~"
Concubine Yin was blinded by the smash, and she took two steps back. The fat on her face was a little bit bruised, "You, how dare you hit me? Come, beat him to death with a cane!"
"What is beating with a cane? Do you want to play together too? Okay, let's play together!" Mo Zhiyang was so excited that he jumped out of bed with his bare feet and waved his pillow, "Play with Yang Yang."
Holding the pillow, he rushed directly into the crowd and dispersed the crowd in an instant.
When those women saw him suddenly going crazy, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and they were all in chaos for a while.
"Come on, stop him!" "Help, don't hit me in the face!" "My breasts, my breasts!"
The whole room was in a mess, except for Mo Zhiyang, who was holding up pillows and hitting people everywhere. "It's fun, hahahaha, it's so fun!" Damn it, you dare to cuckold me. Beat them up first to vent his anger, and then beat that stupid idiot later.
After finishing the work of setting up defenses in the capital, the prince was a little tired and planned to go back and bully the little fool to cheer him up.
Before he even walked in, he heard shouts of shouting and screaming inside. The prince frowned, lifted up his python robe and walked in. The whole yard was in a panic.
"What are you doing?!" The prince was a little angry. The women in this courtyard were all disheveled and running around. How could they be so messed up?
When everyone heard the scolding, they turned to look at the door. When they saw the prince, they felt like they were seeing a savior.
"Uncle, are you here? Also play with Yang Yang!" Damn you, you dare to cuckold me!
Mo Zhiyang ran toward him with a pillow and threw it at his face with all his strength: I can't kill you. After I kill you, I'll chop the chicken and feed it to the dog!
The prince was unprepared and was hit hard on the head. Even the crown on his head was knocked crooked.
"Hiss~"
How dare this fool even hit the prince! He's dead now.
The people around seemed to be still. Looking at the two people at the door, they all began to gloat. Now, this fool is going to die.
Concubine Yin helped her hair that had become messy, raised her chest and raised her head, hahahahaha, she finally let out a bad breath.
Mo Zhiyang raised his head and saw his gloomy face. Knowing that this bitch was going to be angry, he immediately started to please him, threw away the pillow, and threw himself into his arms, "Uncle~"
He cried out softly, which made him feel comfortable.
Sure enough, with this shout, the prince's anger subsided a lot, but he still felt unhappy in his heart. "You are so brave, how dare you attack a prince?"
"Uncle, the aunts said this is just for fun, let's play together." Mo Zhiyang said, rubbing his chest with his cheek, "Uncle, you haven't come to play with Yang Yang for a long time."
After hearing these words, the prince saw the women in the courtyard. These people were sent by the officials. The prince accepted them, but never favored them.
He only wants to keep these women here to watch them kill each other and fight to the death for a little reward, which is a bad taste.
"How can they play with you?" The prince was not angry now. These women were obviously here to embarrass the little fool. "Tell me about it."
When Mo Zhiyang heard this, he immediately became excited and pointed at Concubine Yin, "This old aunt said to play with them, and then we all played together."
After saying that, he grabbed the prince's sleeve and said, "Uncle, come play with me! Yang Yang hasn't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
"It will be more fun to play with you later." After the prince said this, he turned and motioned to the guards behind him, "Take them all down." The meaning in his eyes was unclear.
This group, the tongues were not cut off, the leading deputy general said, "Yes."
Hugging the little fool, he waited for the guards to clear out all the women before returning to the room. The room was also in a mess, which made people feel unhappy.
"Let's go, let's take you to another place." Seeing the little fool's bare feet, the prince took the initiative to pick him up and carried him to his room.
"Uncle, what are we playing?!" Mo Zhiyang knelt down on the bed, still wearing only his underwear, and watched him tying knots on a long cotton rope. This cotton rope must be as thick as a thumb, and his heart skipped a beat.
Damn it, which one does this guy want?
The system is unclear, "Which one is it?"
Mo Zhiyang was furious, "Children, don't understand so much." Sure enough, this was a calamity for him. Why is this pervert so good at playing?
A knot was placed half a meter apart. Looking at his masterpiece with satisfaction, the prince stood up and tied one side of the rope to the high table on the other side of the door, and the other end to the pillar. "Little fool, let's play something fun."
This is the most fun.
"What is it?" Mo Zhiyang resisted with all his body, but he still pretended to be stupid and walked out of the bed: Yang entering the tiger's mouth, really Yang entering the tiger's mouth!
After a while...
Mo Zhiyang cried and begged, "Uncle, it's too uncomfortable. Yang Yang doesn't want to leave."
The prince was unmoved, and instead snorted coldly, "No, you must finish walking, otherwise I will drive you back."
"Woooo~" Mo Zhiyang had no choice but to stand on tiptoes as much as possible, but the further he walked, the more uncomfortable he became. In the end, after walking, he was completely exhausted and fell to the ground, sobbing.
The prince was so happy that he couldn't care less about this. He picked up the person and threw him on the bed. He took off his python robe and got on him, and then bullied him severely.
"I may be a copy of Li Jie." Mo Zhiyang turned to look at the bright sky outside. It was obvious that a whole night had passed.
The system didn't respond much, and said with a clear expression, "So, which one is this?"
However, since that day, Mo Zhiyang never saw those women again. Those women seemed to have disappeared, but he secretly told him that those women were just decorations and had never been favored.
Mo Zhiyang felt better.
The next afternoon, just after Mo Zhiyang had rested and was able to get up from bed, several slaves came in, dragged the person out without explanation and threw him into the tub.
After going back and forth and scrubbing himself clean, he put on complicated and luxurious clothes.
When Mo Zhiyang came to his senses, he was already standing in the room with a stupid look on his face.
"You little fool, you're not bad at dressing up." The prince came out of the back room, also dressed in a luxurious python robe. Seeing his appearance, he unexpectedly liked it, "Not bad."
"Uncle." Mo Zhiyang didn't know what he meant, but it was definitely something bad.
The prince walked over and hugged the little fool's waist, "Today, I will go to the palace with you for the banquet. I have two gifts for you, okay?"
Although he said this as a question, his tone was a statement. Mo Zhiyang had no way to refuse, so he could only pretend to be stupid and nod his head happily, "Okay, okay, thank you, uncle."
Ahhhh, something sent by a pervert must be very perverted!
The whole night, Mo Zhiyang felt uneasy in his heart. In the carriage, his heart bounced up and down with the wheels. Could the gift be a jade stone, a vibrating egg...
Could it be a cactus? Help!
Sensing his fearful look, the prince was a little surprised, "You little fool seems to be scared?"
"Uncle, what should I do if they don't like me? Yang Yang is so afraid of so many people." Mo Zhiyang lowered his head, pinched the corner of his clothes in confusion, and quietly looked at his expression.
"It doesn't matter." The prince didn't say anything. He just said it doesn't matter. He didn't say anything else.
The carriage entered the palace. When everyone saw that it was the prince's carriage, their hearts skipped a beat and they immediately cheered up. They were afraid that if they made any mistake, they would be pulled out and killed with a stick.
"Uncle, what are we going to do?" Mo Zhiyang couldn't sit still. He peeked through the carriage curtain and saw that they had entered the palace, and he felt even more frightened.
The prince just closed his eyes to rest his mind and did not answer.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of a secluded palace. This was the northwest corner of the inner palace. The palace door looked deserted, but it was locked.
"Little fool, come and take a look at the gift I gave you." The prince carried him out of the carriage, put him on the ground, held his hand excitedly, and walked to the palace gate.
Mo Zhiyang pressed his hand on the door, not knowing what was inside. Could it be a yard of cactus?