"I originally thought that you two beautiful ladies had already been ruined by that old fool Jia Qiuchi, but unexpectedly you escaped. Very good, very good. With you two, plus Princess Changqing, and this female general who has rendered meritorious services—if I'm not mistaken, she's Brother Shi's daughter."
"It's been so long, and my good niece has grown up this much. Even better."
"My three thousand Jade Concubines can add four more positions, hehe."
As Zhao Liujia spoke these words, the Jiang Sisters and Lady Bei were flushed with anger.
That radiant face again provoked Zhao Liujia, who suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with a pathological and twisted possessiveness. The red ropes on his body fell off, as if countless red snakes were dancing, and even those tainted bodies were strung together.
Amid the filthy background noise, Zhao Liujia's disgusting and sticky voice came through the red rope mirror:
"Four Jade Concubines, don't be anxious."
