Chapter 139 Haoyu

It has been more than half a month since I came to the barracks. When she came back to this war-torn place, the person who greeted her turned out to be Hao Yu. Looking at the black and thin people in front of her, she sighed with emotion.

The four eyes touched each other, but they were all plain. His eyes swept over, which was a strange indifference; her eyes stayed, just envious of the woman in his arms.

The two will work together in this life, and she will not be so born in her life!

The group came this way, and Huang Ye saluted: "The last general will see the prince and princess!"

It turned out that he had walked away and never returned to his original appearance. Now she and he, one is a high-ranking prince and the other is just a lowly military prostitute. They are very different and can never go back to the past.

I didn't have any hope, but now I'm hungry just hope he can be happy, that's all. It's just that she has always hoped to have such plain happiness, but she has never been close.

The light flowed, and the thirteen women silently retreated. In the afterglow of Haoyu's eyes, she indifferently stepped on her original carriage.

The woman in his arms looked at the crowd with a smile and came out to make up: "My concubine seems to be a little uncomfortable. Let's go back earlier!" Then he frowned gently.

Without saying anything, Hao Yu just picked up the woman's body and left surrounded by everyone.

The thirteen women in the carriage gently lifted the curtain and looked at the people who were moving away. Under the blue sky and white clouds, everything was so bright and dirty, but more dirty; naturally their love was also cleaner.

Slowly withdrew his hand, and from then on, there were only strangers left between them. It's just that the more she gets to this lonely place, the more she starts to think about him. The warmth of others will only make her more aware of her evil soul.

Once she thought that her happiness might be quietly beside him in the place called the cage. Even if they are not together, they can still follow each other silently; even if they can't work together in their lives, they can still know each other. But later, such a big thing happened one after another, which overwhelmed her and broke her heart.

When Nuwa created people, she already knew that strong people with great endurance can go through several hardships; weak people have fragile hearts, so everything is smooth.

However, why did she forget her soul, forget the body that endures suffering, but also has a weak body. Can she really endure such suffering? Can you really bear all the pain?

I'm afraid that when a happy day comes, her life has reached the end of a flash in the pan; I'm afraid that when the casual life comes, her heart is already a cloud.

When she arrived at the camp, someone waiting for her to get out of the car: "Girl, please come here." Naturally, she knows that today, the place she is going to is the dirtiest place in the barracks. Third-class military prostitute, she really hasn't felt this taste, okay, can't she taste anything?

Along the way, there was an expression of gloating. The former queen was swept out by the emperor, not only becoming a concubine, but also a military prostitute for their enjoyment. Thinking of this ugly woman, they no longer had the heart to call her. What about Chenghuan under the emperor? The woman in this army is not like a fairy. How long can she live here?

glanced at everyone, and there was not much wave on Thirteen's face. Now that she has come here, there is nothing to fear. Anyway, she is already a defeated willow. What else do you care about?

If you don't care, it's just a stinky skin, which is nothing.

Arranged her to a simple tent, and the bodyguard put down his belongings and left.

The military brothel camp is divided into three levels, middle and lower, and the three levels of camp are all connected. The upper-level military prostitutes have one camp, mostly beautiful, so that they can sleep or someone go to Wushan together; the middle-class military prostitutes are two people in one camp, which is superior in appearance; the lower-class military prostitutes are four people in one camp, all of whom are ordinary and older women. And she is just the lowest military prostitute, living in the same camp with three other women.

I didn't expect that there was no one in this tent. It seemed that she was so blessed to enjoy this tent alone. After a while, a woman came in here and was just indifferent to see her.

However, when she saw a new face, she couldn't help but be happy. She took Thirteen Niang's hand and said, "Girl, what's your name? Is it also a newcomer?"

"Yes, yes. My name is Yaner. What's your name, girl?

"Ha ha, my name is Chunhe. The girl's name is Yan'er? In this military camp, we are the lowest-class military prostitutes, and usually no one will pay attention to us. It's just your face," she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw the scar on her face, and then suddenly realized, "So you are the former queen? Isn't that right?

Shirteen Niang nodded helplessly: "Yes, but now, like you, it's just the lowest military prostitute."

"You said that your queen should be good. Why did you do that kind of thing? No wonder you were demoted here. In this barracks, prostitutes like us have to earn their own money to support themselves. So, maybe you can bring me good luck. I still have children waiting to feed. The woman was suddenly excited.

Maybe she is also patriotic, maybe she also hates her, but in order to live, she is willing to ignore everything and only see the most obvious thing.

"Well, if there is my job in the future, you can help me pick it up. Anyway, I don't care. It's just that you just need to support my simplest three meals a day." She also has a leisure time to have such a good thing.

The wind at night is already very cold, and the soldiers here have changed their cotton-padded coats. She suddenly remembered Chu Jiangping. After all, the man risked his life to go to the palace of the Great Yan Kingdom just to see her.

The dim yellow light, the spring lotus lamp has hung out, but it didn't wait for someone to come. Sure enough, they are the lowest-class military prostitutes. They are the forgotten corner, which is good, at least reassuring.

Someone opened the door and came in. Seeing the tall figure, Thirteen Niang couldn't help but have a sour nose. This man once loved herself without regret, and could even do such a thing for herself. However, she really didn't pay attention to him. Now looking at him hugging the woman happily, she really hopes that they can be happy.

"See the prince." She got up and fell to her knees. The prince shouldn't have come to such a dirty place. Without raising her head, she said calmly.

Murong Haoyu's eyes were full of heartache. Looking at the thinner woman, he stretched out his hand, but Thirteen Niang stood up and stood up awkwardly in the air.

Thirteen Niang handed an ingot of silver to Chun He: "Sister, you go out first and buy something to eat, okay?" Chunhe naturally knew that she wanted to support herself. Moreover, there was a prince here. It was already beautiful to get ten taels of silver.

She took the silver with a smile and ran away happily.

Thirteen Niang looked at Murong Haoyu indifferently and saw the embarrassment and loss flashing on his face. She motioned him to sit down at the table. The two were relatively long and there was no one to say anything, only the candlelight as bright as day, and the root was relatively speechless, only a line of tears.

"Long time no see. Are you all okay?" In the end, Murong Haoyu started the conversation first.

Is this good? If it's good, then she's really doing well. She nodded with a wry smile, "I'm fine."

It's easy for her to leave with such good light skills. Moreover, now, she is still the queen of their Great Chu. If she wants to return to Chu, it's not difficult to think about it. Why don't you leave?"

"Why do you want to leave?" She has no more support. Why should she leave? How can I go?

"Are you really willing to become a military prostitute?" Murong Haoyu raised his eyebrows and asked.

What if she doesn't want to, whatever she wants, the key is that now she has become a military prostitute, which is a fact that cannot be changed. Your wife is very beautiful. You are really talented and beautiful. I hope you can be happy. She suddenly smiled, but there was a huge sadness hidden in her heart.

Murong Haoyu looked at her fixedly and suddenly stood up and held her in his arms. Yaner, Yaner, haven't you noticed that the woman's eyebrows look like you? I have a thousand extravagant hopes for you, but I also understand that you are a flower that I can't get in this life and is destined to belong to him, so I gave up, but I didn't expect that he would do this to you. If so, I would rather bring you back to me.

"Stay here. As long as I'm here, no one will bully you. He kissed her hair, left a few ingots of silver on the table, and turned away from the damp room.