Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 308 After becoming Wu Feng, looking back at the Wu Gou Yue Sword (31)

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Ya Yu raised her head as she said, with neither sadness nor joy on her face, adding elegance and nobility.

Gorgeous costumes and exquisite makeup make Yayu look like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

In the eyes of Fu Chai, the king of Wu, he was arrogant and proud, while in the eyes of Gou Jian, the king of Yue, he was obedient and humble, hiding his confidence.

"It's true that people depend on clothes."

Fu Chai, the king of Wu, drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, and walked down the steps with his sword in hand.

Ya Yu's heart clenched tightly, and for a moment, she felt dejected that dying under King Wu's sword would be a good destination.

Wu Wang Fucha had a playful smile on his mouth, his long sword tore through his clothes, his outer robe slipped on the floor, and the rustling sound was small but clear.

Ya Yu couldn't help closing her eyes, her body trembling slightly, she could even imagine the contemptuous and mocking whispers of the surrounding singers and dancers, and the increasingly perverted and stubborn face of her husband Gou Jian, the king of Yue.

She would rather, her husband still has the last backbone, allowing her to commit suicide.

Perhaps, in this way, she will still say hello to Goujian until she dies.

Faintly aware that Fu Chai, the king of Wu, once again pressed his long sword against his underclothes, Ya Yu seemed to have made up his mind, and opened his eyes, "King Wu, although I am a Yue girl, I can be killed but not humiliated."

The Yue Kingdom does not need the Queen of Yue who is humiliated in full view.

Her son cannot have a mother like her.

The thin layer of underwear is her last decency.

Ya Yu raised her hand, pulled out the pearl hairpin inserted into the bun sword, and pressed it against her throat.

Beads of blood burst out one after another, as if the most bewitching and most gorgeous flower was blooming.

Fucha, king of Wu, was quite appreciative.

It's just that no one knows whether he is admiring Ya Yu's few integrity, or admiring this thrilling beauty picture.

Yayu, with light makeup and heavy makeup, bloomed her own beauty.

Yue Wang Goujian still knelt on the ground, with a thin layer of anger in his eyes.

Ya Yu, this woman whom he always thought was extremely obedient, went against his plan blatantly.

"King Wu..."

Gou Jian wanted to make amends, but Fu Chai waved his hand to signal him to shut up.

Fucha looked at Yayu who was threatening to die in front of him with great interest, "The beauty is fierce, but she is really beautiful. It is a pity to be a slave."

"Why don't you just enter the widow's harem, and the widow will make you his wife."

"At that time, you will still be a high-ranking noble lady, and you can continue to look down on everyone, including Goujian, the king of Yue that you once relied on?"

"how?"

For Yayu, Fucha, the king of Wu, is more concerned about the freshness of discovering new and strange things.

Ya Yu held the pearl hairpin tightly, "I don't want to."

If she becomes a member of Fu Chai's harem waiting to be favored, her son will also become a disgrace to the Yue Kingdom because of her.

As a mother, you can't throw your son into the muddy mud for the sake of a little life, and be poked and scolded all his life.

"King Wu, I have made a choice."

Fu Chai, the king of Wu, paused for a moment with the hand holding the sword, and his playful expression stopped abruptly.

Yayu was betting that Wu Feng had confessed to King Wu about the conversation between the two of them, betting on Wu Feng's tolerance and favor towards Wu Feng, and also betting that the power of Wu Zixu and his son in Wu State was enough to make Wu Wang Fucha hesitate.

King Wu Fu Chai frowned, quite annoyed.

Women should be weak.

"Get out!"

King Wu Fucha turned his head and glared at Goujian.

Goujian: ...

With a confused Goujian, he didn't dare to delay.

And Bo Pi's youngest son also left the hall as if fleeing behind Gou Jian.

He likes to drink and have fun, but he doesn't want to be so exciting.

Seeing Fu Chai's sudden rage, the singer and dancer also backed away in fright.

In the huge hall, there are only Fucha, Yayu, and the eunuch who grew up with Fucha.

Fu Chai, the king of Wu, inserted the long sword back into the scabbard casually, and drank two glasses of wine in annoyance, barely suppressing the rising anger.

He didn't know why he was angry.

In anger, is Wu Feng better than him?

"Tell me, what's your choice?"

Ya Yu straightened her back, all the softness and gentleness disappeared at this moment, replaced by firmness and bravery.

It seems that when he made up his mind to hold the pearl hairpin to his throat, endless courage burst out of his body.

"I want to see Wu Feng."

In an instant, Wu Wang Fucha's face became even darker.

"In your eyes, the widow is not as powerful as Wu Feng?"

Ya Yu shook his head, "No, the King of Wu is powerful and powerful, and he is decisive in killing and attacking. He can indeed be called the hero."

"Seeing Wu Feng is only because he has no intention of killing me."

"I want to live."

Yayu said every word, sonorous and forceful.

Big deal, just die.

She died, and the only victim was Gou Jian.

But based on what she knew about Gou Jian, Gou Jian would definitely be able to think of a new way to save himself.

As for the people of Yue, they can't insult her because she would rather die than be humiliated.

Her son can have a Zhenyeol mother.

If she died, she won't lose.

"Xuan Wufeng!" Fu Chai gritted his teeth.

Wu Feng, unexpectedly also quietly changed from a small grass in the wilderness to a towering tree unknowingly.

This should have been his pleasure.

However, what kept overflowing from the bottom of Fu Chai's heart was fear.

The eunuch responded and walked out of the hall quickly.

While waiting for Wu Feng, Fu Chai said unhappily, "Let's put it down and have a rest."

"The widow's harem is never short of beauties, and the widow will not force you."

Ya Yu was already standing still, holding up the slender pearl hairpin tirelessly and painlessly, fearing that the jar would break and said, "King Wu, going against the other party's wishes is all about coercion."

"The widow asked you to dance, but you didn't refuse." Fu Chai retorted dissatisfied.

Ya Yu said flatly, "Under the situation of unequal power status, not refusing does not mean inner consent."

Fucha: sharp teeth!
I really didn't see it!

Before that, he always thought that Yayu was a gentle and obedient Yue girl like water, but he never thought that he still held such a strong energy in his bones.

"Why can't I obey the widow."

"I, Wu Guoguo, has a strong army, strong people and rich people, and will dominate the world. It will be a matter of time before I become the hegemon of the world."

"You have become the wife of the widow's harem, and no one in the world dares to underestimate you."

Ya Yu wiped off the dripping blood with the other hand, "I used to be the most honorable woman in the Yue Kingdom."

"Goujian also promised me honor for the rest of my life, and I also made up my mind to stay with each other in life and death, and never lose each other."

"Wu Wang also saw the result."

"Relying on your husband is worse than relying on yourself."

Fu Chai concealed the shock in his heart, and sneered, "But when you agreed to follow Goujian into Wu, did you accept all the humiliation?"

"Why, just being picked up by the widows, can't you bear it?"

"ridiculous."

"How can it be ridiculous for ants to steal their lives?" Ya Yu asked back.

"When I have no choice, I can only go one way to the dark."

"If given a choice, who wouldn't want to live a dignified and dignified life."

"Goujian is Goujian, I am me."

"The king of Wu also said that I am a noble daughter of Yue, so I have never been humble since I was a child."

(End of this chapter)