Chapter 7 Disfigured Palace Lady VS Cold-blooded Emperor 7
In the center of Kyoto, in a two-story circular building covering an area of nearly ten thousand square meters and looking extremely luxurious, a battle between man and beast is taking place.
This two-story circular building has an open-air top and is surrounded on all sides.
In the middle, there is a huge Colosseum. This Colosseum is the largest entertainment venue in Kyoto of the Daye Empire. It is a place for the rich to have fun.
In the Colosseum, there are at least twenty beast fights taking turns every day.
Throughout the Colosseum, shouts, curses, cheers, excitement, heart-wrenching sounds, and all kinds of sounds were overwhelming, like a fire in winter, burning the cold weather.
As the referee whistled on the field.
A girl slowly walked out. She was wearing a simple dress. There was no decoration on the dress. She only had a plain belt tied around her waist. She was clean and cool, but also Concave and convex.
She passed through the layers of noise and walked to the center of the Colosseum, and everyone finally saw her face clearly.
The eyebrows are like distant mountains, soft and heroic, a pair of beautiful water-cut eyes are slightly raised, the eyes are calm and indifferent, under the small nose, the red lips are slightly pursed, with an indifferent expression.
She was a stunning beauty, but the thumb-long scar on her left face completely ruined her beauty.
Her steps were neither hasty nor slow, and wherever her beautiful eyes looked, there was a touch of coolness and sharpness. The elegance of her body shocked everyone's hearts.
“Who is so wicked, to attack someone’s face and ruin a beautiful woman!”
“She’s very pretty, but she looks quite weak. She can beat a monster. A beast? Don’t be swallowed by one gulp!”
The girl was Yu Yao. After she woke up from a coma that day, she found herself in the Colosseum and had become a fighting beast. The lowest slave in the field.
Although she didn't know who the person who attacked her that day was, she could roughly guess that it must be related to Concubine Zhao.
Except for Concubine Zhao, she really couldn’t think of anyone else.
Thinking about the humiliation she suffered in the Colosseum these past few days, Yu Yao felt a sense of hatred in her heart.
Everyone’s eyes fell on Yu Yao. Some were shocked by her grace, while others secretly felt sorry for her.
A box at the top of the Colosseum, inside Gorgeously decorated, elegant and luxurious, and fully equipped.
Sitting here, you can overlook all the scenes in the Colosseum, and the view is excellent.
Ye Beichen leaned lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, wearing a golden mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep eyes and a fair chin.
He looked through the crystal window at the girl in the center of the Colosseum. Isn't this the original little maid in the imperial concubine's palace? Why are you here?
Surprise flashed across Ye Beichen's eyes.
But then, he couldn't help but overlap the figure of the little palace maid with the woman who appeared that night. He strangely discovered that the two were very similar.
"So it's you!"
Ye Beichen curled his lips, his eyes filled with meaning.
Just when he was thinking about this, a fierce battle broke out in the field, and Yu Yao was fighting against a nearly two-meter white flame tiger.
Yu Yao struck out quickly, the energy in her body gathered in her right arm, and her right fist hit the white flame tiger's left eye hard.
Maybe she used too much force, and Bai Yanhu's entire left eye was sunken. He roared angrily, the hair on his body stood on end, and bit her fiercely. go.
Yu Yao's eyes were extremely cold, and she was not afraid of the White Flame Tiger at all. With a light rotation of her body, she quickly avoided the opponent's bite.
Her soul condensed into a needle and stabbed hard at the head of the white flame tiger.
"Roar"
The white flame tiger's soul was attacked, and he roared, and his body stagnated for a moment.
Yu Yao seized the opportunity, jumped up, and punched hard again, hitting the white flame tiger's head impartially.
With a sound of "Bump!", the head of the White Flame Tiger was smashed open, and then the body slowly fell down.
"The eighteenth match, Yu Yao vs. White Flame Tiger, Yu Yao wins."
Yu Yao's back is straight and she stands quietly in the center of the Colosseum, even with the left side of her face Even a scar cannot hide her peerless beauty and radiance. "Damn it, this woman is so good, she actually defeated Baiyanhu."
"Damn Baiyanhu, he lost, it was a waste of my money."
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The Colosseum was filled with madness, abuse, and all kinds of sounds. Those who had won money were full of joy, while those who had lost money were full of regret.
Yu Yao did not take these voices to heart and quickly got off the platform.
As soon as she got off the platform, someone told her that a guest from the Emperor's Box No. 1 was looking for her and asked her to come over quickly.
She raised her head and looked upward, which was in the direction of Tianzi No. 1 box.
Tianzi Box No. 1 is the most noble and luxurious box in the entire Colosseum.
That box is extremely luxurious and has an excellent view. It overlooks all the scenes in the Colosseum.
I heard that it is an exclusive box for a mysterious person. No one can sit in it except that mysterious person. Go in.
Including the princes of the current dynasty.
Yu Yao secretly guessed whether the mysterious person might be Ye Beichen, but regardless of whether he was, she had to go there.
She tidied herself up secretly, and when she saw that there was nothing wrong, she hurried over.
As soon as she appeared on the top floor, her sharp eyes spotted two tall men in black standing side by side at the door of Tianzi No. 1 box, their eyes filled with indifference.
Yu Yao's expression was stagnant, but she was quite cool. Was she trying to scare the child into tears?
She curled her lips secretly and walked over.
Two tall men in black had already discovered her and knew who she was, so they did not stop her from approaching.
She stopped in front of two men in black, with an unnatural smile on her face, "Um...two eldest brothers, I heard that the adults inside are looking for me, can you open the door?"
The man in black standing on the left glanced at her coldly and said, "Wait!"
He turned around, and then said respectfully: "Master, we are here. ”
“Let her in!”
Not long after, a lazy male voice came out and brushed the ears of several people. The indifference in the words made Yu Yao at the door reluctant. I couldn't help but shiver.
At the same time, he also heard who the other party was. It was Ye Beichen.
"That mysterious man is indeed him." Yu Yao couldn't help but thought to herself!
It seemed that Ye Beichen recognized herself, but she was a little strange in her heart. How could an emperor appear in the Colosseum?
These thoughts were just fleeting. She quickly opened the door and walked in.
At the same time, he also closed the box door.
What came into view was a tall man in a mysterious robe. He was half leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, wearing a golden mask on his face. Under the mask was a pair of deep and sharp eyes.
His hand just casually rested on the armrest beside him, and his eyes glanced at Yu Yao through the mask, but it was impossible to tell what his expression was.
As soon as she saw how Ye Beichen was dressed, she knew that he had left the palace hiding his identity, fearing that he did not want others to recognize him.
She lowered her eyelashes and simply pretended not to recognize him. She stepped forward, bent her knees slightly, and said respectfully: "I have met you, sir. I wonder what your orders are."
" It’s nothing, I just thought you were pretty good, so I called you up to take a look.”
Ye Beichen responded, with a hint of playfulness in his tone, “What’s your name?”
Yu Yao heard the playfulness in the other party's tone and didn't understand what the other party meant, but she still replied: "Yu Yao, Yu from the poppy beauty, Yao from the Yaochi!"
"Huh..."
A chuckle escaped his lips!