Chapter 896

In the narrow carriage, almost a dozen women were crowded. These women sat silently on the straw board. It was a kind of despair just to look at that look.

The most important thing is their clothes. They are all made of coarse cloth and hemp. Everyone's hair has long hair and waist.

Irene began to panic, until this time she was thinking of an accident happened to her plane.

But why did she come to this place as soon as she opened her eyes?

This dress is clearly ancient.

Irene patted her face hard, hoping it was a dream, but the pain that came from it made her more afraid.

What a place it is!

Irene thought of her upper body, but before she could stand, her head hit the heavy board heavily.

Then there was a jolt in the carriage, and Irene fell heavily on the ground and fell on the person next to her.

"Can't you save some energy to live?" The woman next to her, the light just shines on her face. It's pale, there's no blood on her face, and her eyes are empty.

Irene touched the back of her head and her eyes were covered with red blood: "what is this place?"

"Barracks, all the men in this carriage are prostitutes!" Every word of the woman beside revealed her despair for the world, and her eyes were gray.

"This is the barracks? Are we military prostitutes? " Irene was shocked to hear the news, and the fear in her eyes seemed to be stronger than death.

The woman did not take care of her, but turned to her head, and there was a sad tear in her eyes.

But Irene did not give up. She asked the people around her one by one. These women either walked like dead bodies, kept their eyes open, or wept silently.

It seems that I don't want to take care of Irene, but under the repeated questioning of Irene, there are still many women who answered Irene's questions.

Most of the women here used to be the ladies or servant girls of some officials. Because the family made a mistake, they became military prostitutes.

When Irene heard the news, her head was going to grow.

Through, she even through, but also through a military prostitute!

Then who is she and what's her name? A lady or servant girl who used to be an official?

Irene is going crazy. She's thinking about whether her original master was tortured to death, but her soul just passed through.

Irene began to look anxiously for her body. Unexpectedly, she had no wound, no purple, no discomfort.

After Eileen's physical examination, she took a long breath. It seemed that she had just been sent to the military camp.

Then Irene began to hit the boards hard, trying to open the top of her head. Then Irene soon found that she was in the position of the door, but there was a heavy chain outside, which could not be opened.

And there's nothing in this prison car except straw.

All the women in the prison car silently watched Irene's actions. They knew that if they could not escape, they might be OK. But if they escaped, they would be whipped!

Irene knocked on all the boards and shouted a few times. Her strength seemed to be exhausted. She sat aside and gasped to see what was happening.

She knew in her heart that she had to run away. She could never become a military prostitute. Even if she died, she could never become a military prostitute and be trampled by hundreds of men.

All of a sudden, Irene poked away the straw under her and looked at the slightly rough board. Irene's eyes were bright.

I looked for something hard to break the board, but I found a pearl with light purple light all over my body.

What is this?

Irene frowned. Is this pearl or the Pearl of the night? Is it valuable?

Soon afterwards, Irene found that the bead was as magnetic as it had always been clinging to her skin. Even if she turned her hand upside down, the bead was still attached to Irene's palm and would not fall or roll.

Put it on the board, as long as her hand moves, it immediately absorbs!

Irene subconsciously thought the bead was a valuable thing, and then she put it away again.

Irene knocked on her head. She had no memory of the original Lord. She couldn't remember it at all.

At this moment, Irene heard the sound of horses' hoofs and footsteps outside, and then their carriage stopped.

It seems that the army is going to have a short rest.

A few beams of light from the gap are sometimes blocked by human figures. Irene lies down in front of the gap on the board, trying to see what's going on outside, but she can't see anything except the soldiers walking in front of the gap and some green branches and stones.

Irene grabbed her hair with a headache. She didn't know who she was or what Dynasty it was. She didn't know anything.

Without tools, Irene couldn't break the wood under the straw!

When Irene was worried about how to leave the prison car, the locked prison door was opened. As soon as the door was opened, the dazzling sunlight would light up the people in the car, just like the sun again.

Irene put out her hand to block the light in front of her eyes, only glanced at it roughly. Her heart was as desperate as ashes. Looking at it, there were all soldiers in uniform.

Even in the rest time, there is still a team of people standing on the high ground, alert around.

On the flags planted on the carriage and the soil, there is a pattern similar to that of a unicorn, on which is written the word "Nanyue".

Irene searched her brain, as if she knew that there was no Nanyue state in the dynasty.

The soldier who opened the door took out a dozen steamed buns and a bag of water from the bucket and threw them in. Then he saw Irene sitting by the door and her eyes lit up.

With a dirty smile, he reached for Irene's face and said, "Oh, this woman is really good!"

Irene reached for her hand and knocked out the soldier's outstretched hand.

When the soldier saw that he dared to hit him, he immediately opened the door of the carriage and then dragged Irene out of the carriage.

"How dare you beat me, you bitch?" The soldier reached out to slap Irene in the face, but Irene caught all of them, and Irene opened her mouth and bit the soldier's hand.

This undoubtedly infuriated the soldier even more.