Chapter 1480 Stop, Tyrant 17

Gorgeous clothes, bejeweled jewelry, fine rouge gouache, these are the things they once dreamed of. However, now placed in front of their eyes, they are not happy at all.

Because these things are like a reminder to push them to the guillotine.

Bei Yutang sat quietly in front of the mirror, letting the maids dress her up. There was a faint sound of weeping outside the house, and the sound came from different directions and different wing rooms.

Several maids looked at her sympathetically, looking at her beautiful face, but it is a pity that such a beauty will die in three months.

They all waited for her to cry, and when they left, her expression was as usual, as if she didn't care whether she entered the palace or not, and the two maids admired her for her determination.

After they left, Bei Yutang began to enter into meditation and practice the inner strength method. It is about to enter the Longtan Tiger's Den. In such a place, with more strength, there will be more chances of survival.

Before Bei Yutang tried to enter the palace, he practiced the inner strength and mind method to the second level.

Unfortunately, her wish came to nothing.

The next day, the main family sent the four of them to the palace. The three beauties on the carriage were slightly reddish around their eyes, and even with a lot of rouge gouache on their faces, their haggardness could still be seen.

When the three saw Bei Yutang's face as usual, one of them couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid?"

Bei Yutang smiled, "Since everyone is here, it's useless to be afraid."

"You're in such a good mood. I understand what you're saying, but I'm worried and afraid. When I think about it, I'll be..." Said, said, the woman sobbed lowly.

The other two beauties began to sob in a low voice, as if they were infected by her.

The chief escort outside the carriage heard the cries in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and looked at them badly.

"If anyone cries again, I will immediately divide you into five corpses." The chief executive shouted sharply.

The three who were still sobbing just now were so frightened that they stopped.

The carriage stopped outside the palace gate, and everyone got off the carriage. After getting out of the car, I saw a row of carriages lined up in front and back, and a lot of beauties got off from these carriages. Looking around, there are rarely hundreds of people.

All the beauties obeyed the command of the maid of the palace, and went into the house to check their bodies one by one. After confirming that they were correct, they could enter the palace. While Bei Yutang and the three beauties who came with her were waiting outside the door, suddenly, there was a banging sound of fighting in the room.

"Hula!" A figure flew out from the window. The woman was wearing a middle-shirt, and the snow-white middle-shirt was stained with blood.

In the house, I heard the stern voice of the mammy, "Catch her."

The guards quickly entered the courtyard and surrounded the woman. The beauties waiting in the courtyard had never seen such a battle, and they all shrank in fear.

The mama in the room covered her wounds, walked out of the room, and instructed the guards, "Catch this assassin alive."

The beauty hated everyone, and said sternly: "You executioners who help the Zhou Dynasty. What is the difference between you and that devil."

Seeing that she was getting more and more outrageous, she urged, "Hurry up and catch her."

The female assassin was quickly subdued by the guards. At this time, her body was covered in blood, and her charming face had an unyielding stubbornness. She looked at everyone with hatred, especially the headed nanny.