This is an era of patriarchal power. No matter how much it is, women are just subordinates to men.

Apart from the fact that a woman is covered in skin and her husband's reputation can bring a little comfort to women, there is no stage for women to display.

Not to mention Daisia, a female slave who is as strong as Kublai Khan, or Li Qingzhao, who has been famous for his eternal beauty a hundred years ago, what can she do?

If there was no Kublai Khan, no one would care who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be the one who would be

But without Zhao Mingcheng, Li Qingzhao's life was only miserable.

A heart is higher than the sky, and a life is thinner than paper.

Daisia ​​understood that the moment was her best result. At least the foolish man in front of her was willing to take her in.

Staying with the side of the Marquis of Ningguo is much stronger than the miserable female slaves in the palace who were given to whom the emperor was casually rewarded.

So, when Zhao Weise pounced on her, Daisia ​​did not resist at all, and even flattered her.

Because she also understood one truth: men are unreliable, and the fools in front of her are even more unreliable. When he gets tired of it one day, his life will come to an end.

Only by firmly grasping the canvas' heart and letting him indulge in his beauty can she live long. Perhaps...there is still a chance to take revenge.

And the beautiful skin is her only support.

Yes, Daisia ​​is still very confident in her beauty. She has completely different from oriental people, and even among Arabs, she has beautiful facial features, which are unforgettable at a glance.

Her tall figure and fair skin make her look even more colorful. Daisia ​​is completely confident that she will make the fool Zhao Wei addicted.

The facts were not beyond Daisia's expectations. Zhao Wei was like an evil ghost in the sex, as if he hadn't touched a woman for many years, asking for it wildly.

Daisia ​​catered to it and hated it, until Zhao Wei slept to death with exhaustion, and there was still a lewd smile on the corner of her mouth.

Daisia ​​looked at the face that was not ugly but disgusting, and showed a hint of sneer. Then she got up and put on her clothes, left the bedroom, curled up on the bed prepared for her concubines outside, and shed tears silently.

I don’t know how long it took, but I fell asleep.

Zhao Wei in the inner room slowly opened his eyes at this time, with a complicated expression.

......

The next morning, Daisia ​​was woken up by the scolding in the inner room, "Is there anyone who breathes? Come and wait for me to get up!"

Before Daisia ​​could get up, the maid who was guarding the yard hurriedly jogged in with noodle soup (washing water). She went straight into the inner room, "Mr. Marquis, I'll change my clothes for Marquis."

"Well, then wait!"

Then, there were sounds of changing clothes and rushing water from the room.

At this time, Daisia ​​was already dressed neatly, lifted the bead curtain, ready to come in and serve.

She did not forget that this was also her duty, and it was also a means to grasp the man's heart.

As a result, as soon as I entered, I saw that Zhao Wei had washed his big face and was wiping it.

He still had a lewd smile on his face and joked with his maid. "Daisia... Not bad, I served the old man comfortably last night. Hehehe, I won't treat you badly."

As he spoke, Zhao Wei's slutty hand had already climbed up to the beauty's white and tender cheeks, "Do you want... let's relive the scenery last night?"

Maid: "..."

Daisia: "..."

Daisia ​​was a little confused. Who do you mean Daisia?

The maid with semen was also a little confused, feeling her cheeks getting hotter and the smelly hand brushed on it.

This Ningguo Hou is either blind or sleeping in a mess?

He pointed at the figure behind Zhao Wei, meaning: That's Daisia!

However, Zhao Wei was wrong, thinking that the beauty was saying that there was someone behind him, so he could restrain himself.

Looking back at Daisia ​​with a distorted look, she frowned immediately, "Who asked you to come in? Get out! Haven't you seen me want to do a serious business?"

Maid: "..."

Daisia: "..."

Until this time, Daisia ​​and the maid could be sure of one thing, that is:

Ning Guohou was not sleeping in a mess, he didn't remember who Daisia ​​was at all.

Daisia ​​has the urge to kill her head.

The saddest thing in this world is thinking that you have charmed others with beauty, but in the end they don’t even remember what you look like.

"I am Daisia!" Daisia ​​gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence from her teeth.

It made Zhao Wei confused, "Call! Did you recognize the wrong person?"

The two looked back and forth and said, "It's almost the same!"

Daisia: "..."

Is it much worse?

She suddenly realized a problem, a terrible problem.

This pervert can't even remember what he looks like, so is he still looking for his own beauty?

It's not beautiful, so what is he looking at?

......

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Zhao Wei came out of his house as if he was running away, and a breath of turbid air grew.

He glanced back at Daisia ​​who was standing at the door with a bad look and said to herself: "Grandma, I am indeed a dedicated man! I can even distract myself from such a silly girl."

Well, Zhao Wei is indeed distracted.

In fact, it was not until just now that he could see clearly what Daisia ​​looked like.

yesterday......

Yesterday, in front of A Dan, he kept thinking about how to play a good role as a mess. Later, when he returned to the room, including when doing business, he focused on how to make good use of this woman.

So when I woke up early in the morning, I saw a beautiful woman with a beautiful look instinctively thought it was Daisia.

Alas, it's wasted!

Just as he was sighing, Ma Xiaoyi broke in.

Seeing Zhao Wei holding two dark circles of eyes, as if the consequences of working all night, he joked: "Tsk tsk tsk, take it easy."

Zhao Wei glared at him, "You are everywhere! Let's call Master Wang, and there is something to say."

I had such a big gain last night, but I wanted to share it with the two of them.

But I didn't expect that the second master refused to accept it, "I'm just waiting in advance! There are outsiders from the house, and I'm going to see you."

Zhao Wei was stunned, "Who is you? You are so brave!"

After arriving in Dadu, someone visited him, which Zhao Wei had already thought of.

It’s not that he has some arrangements, but mainly because Mr. Dieshan is too famous and has many old friends. When he heard that Mr. Dieshan was coming, he knew that he would come to visit him without thinking.

However, now there is another Zhang Jue, so I have to say something else.

In fact, when he brought Zhang Jue home, he had more or less a sign of turning away guests.

Although I talked to A Dan yesterday, everyone has to come to visit Zhang Jue here.

In fact, Zhao Wei felt a clear mind. Zhang Jue was a thunder in the hearts of these Han people who surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty. With him in the mansion, no one dared to cause trouble for himself.

Therefore, Zhao Wei was surprised when the second master said that someone was visiting him outside the mansion.

"Who? I'm afraid of death? I really dare to come? And it's coming so quickly!"

As a result, the second master raised his eyebrows, "Old acquaintance, and you must not think of who it is."

"Stop being insincere." Zhao Wei was impatient, "Who is it?"

"Zhao Mengxi!"

"Who!" Zhao Wei glared, "He...what is he doing here!"

Mr. Ma spread his hands, "You will only know when you go out to see him."

Zhao Wei frowned and his body softened, "That's right, he dares to come at this time, right?"

......

Zhao Mengxi is the son of Zhao and Rui, the old King of Song Fu, Zhao Mengxi. She is seven or eight years older than Zhao Wei and belongs to her peers.

Both of them can be said to be old enemies, both public and private.

How to say it?

This matter has to start with Ningzong Dynasty.

Like Emperor Gaozong of Ningzong, who founded the Southern Song Dynasty, he was an old family and had no descendants.

On the issue of inheritance of the throne, we naturally had to follow the example of Emperor Gaozong and adopted a son in the royal family.
To be continued...