The next day, Ming Wuyan stared at herself in the mirror very angrily.
She actually didn't want to look at these mirrors, but in the bedroom of the Dark Realm Palace, there were these clear mirrors everywhere.
She was tortured badly by Xue Yihan last night, the images of her and Xue Yihan being together are everywhere in these mirrors.
The terrible thing is that today her whole body is covered with bruises and purple hickeys, but there is no good place.
Xue Yihan has never treated her like this before, last night he seemed to punish himself, but also seemed crazy.
Moreover, Xue Yihan probably knew that she would be angry when she woke up, so she disappeared immediately.
However, this made her even angrier.
She lingered until noon and didn't go out, because the various marks on her body were made by Xue Yihan, and she couldn't get rid of them with any medicine, even with the method of concealment.
It really pissed her off.
Seeing that it was almost evening, Hong Mo knocked on the door outside, "Yan girl, would you like to come out and have something to eat?"
Ming Wuyan replied weakly, "Don't eat!"
"I can't do without eating! People from the Yeyue tribe want to see you, do you want to see?"
"No see!" Ming Wuyan regretted just after finishing speaking, "See you!"
"Then you come out!"
Ming Wuyan found a new dress and put it on, tied a flowing ribbon around her neck, and then deliberately let down her hair before going out.
Although she was well dressed, the red devil still saw a horrible bruise from under her ribbon.
It's not hard to imagine what happened between her and Manhan yesterday.
The wild cold yesterday seemed to be really out of control...
However, after Yan Yatou came out, Hong Mo didn't say anything, but took Yan Yatou out to the side hall.
A lot of delicious food was prepared in the side hall, and below, there was a large group of women kneeling, densely packed in a large area.
Ming Wuyan picked up a hibiscus bun and ate it. While eating, she asked, "How many people are there? Why are there so old people?"
The Red Devil coughed lightly, "The Yeyue Tribe doesn't have enough people, so we have to send them here."
"How many people? How many people in total?"
"Twelve thousand people."
Ming Wuyan frowned, "Didn't you say 30,000 yuan? There are not enough beauties, and beautiful men make up."