Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations

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L'Oréal let the slaves in the palace take me to rest first. I am also exhausted, just want to wash away all the dust first. There is a special bathing area next to my room. The bathing facilities of Al-La-Bo seem not to be inferior to those of ancient Egypt. The bathroom floor is covered with gorgeous tiles, the inner walls are decorated with white marble slabs, and many small round glass windows are set around the roof to let light in. There is a sink in the room. There is a fountain in the middle of the sink. The hot water squirts and emits steam, which makes the room very warm.

I inadvertently saw my face in the bronze mirror, and suddenly understood why the Ar-La-Bo man kept calling me ugly. I saw that the woman in the mirror was unkempt, full of sand, and her face was gray. Even her eyebrows turned yellow. It turned out that it was like this. My heart felt relieved.

After taking a beautiful bath, I also put on a Persian dress, then looked in the mirror, and finally restored my original appearance...

Actually, the luck this time is really not good. If you haven’t met L'Oréal, how can you have such enjoyment, maybe you are still struggling in the yellow sand? I suddenly remembered the rookie lantern god, did he really follow me?

"Little lamp?" I yelled tentatively.

I saw a ray of white smoke rising, and the smiling boy appeared quickly.

"Master, are you calling me? Is there anything you want the small lamp to do?"

"What can you do." I gave him a helpless look. "Have you heard of the seventy-two pillars of King Solomon?"

Xiaodeng's smile seemed to freeze for a moment, then paused, "Yes."

"Are they all powerful?" I continued to ask, not paying attention to the strange flash on his face.

"Uh." He hesitated.

I just wanted to ask him about the transaction between L'Oréal and the Demon King, and I thought that he was sealed for a long time, and the news must be very closed.

Suddenly there was a footstep outside the door.

"Small lamp, flash!" As soon as my words fell, a female slave came in with a silver tray. When I looked at it, it was the female slave who brought me in just now. She looked fair and clear, like a Greek.

"Dear guests, Her Royal Highness, the Princess has specially prepared for you Sikpa, Liangfaluzai and Zidi Dinglu." She smiled and put the plate on the low table inlaid with ebony and tortoiseshell.

Sikpa only? Liangfa Luzai only? What is it? When I looked closely, it turned out to be stew and honey cake.

"Thank you." I smiled at her. She was obviously surprised by my attitude.

"I'm Xiao Yin from Tang Dynasty, how about you? It looks like you are from Greece, right?"

She froze for a moment and smiled, "My name is Hymani, indeed from Greece."

The atmosphere between us gradually relaxed, and I ate while asking her some things while taking the time. "His royal highness and prince are so beautiful, their mother must also be beautiful."

"The two high-sisters are half-sisters, the princess's mother is a Yemeni, and the princess's mother is a Greek." Her eyes flashed with glory.

It turned out to be a half-sister, no wonder the two were so different in appearance, but no one was surprised that the princess suddenly became beautiful?

"His Royal Highness is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." I paused. "If it were so beautiful, I would die."

She laughed and said, "Our princess is blessed by God and a miracle of God."

"God's miracle?" I looked curious.

She hesitated for a moment and lowered her voice. "Actually, the princess looks like this before."

My heart jumped, and the important part came.

"The princess used to be troubled by her appearance, but half a year ago, a messenger of God suddenly came and said that it was the princess's character and prayer that moved God. He gave the princess a unique look in the name of God."

"The messenger of God?" If I guessed right, the so-called messenger of God is the devil.

"The princess has always been kind and gentle, and all of us are happy for her. Thanks to God, she finally married her beloved."

"What? She is already married?" I was taken aback.

Hymani suddenly pursed her lips mysteriously and said, "Do you know why your high princess is so good to you, because the princess's son-in-law comes from Tang."

"Wh... what?" I almost jumped up in surprise, the princess's husband-in-law turned out to be Chinese! I was dizzy, I was dizzy, it was so unexpected!

"Just rest early, I will come again tomorrow morning." Hymani stopped the topic and left the room with a few words of farewell.

Lying on the black iron frame bed with hollow flowers and looking at the Persian tapestry on the wall, I took a sigh of relief and finally got a rough idea. It's just that L'Oréal's husband is actually Chinese, which is beyond my expectations.

"What the **** is that?" I muttered.

"It's Liujia." The sudden sound startled me and raised my eyes, the small light fluttering in front of me. That's right, he is floating around.

"Hey, don't be so scary, OK, I won't call you in the future, you are not allowed to come out!" I glared at him, "Who is Liu Jia? You know this? Are you not sealed?"

"Being sealed does not mean that I don't know what is happening in the outside world." He floated gently to my side.

"Don't you float around in front of my eyes, I'm dizzy." I paused and asked again, "Liu Jia, is it one of the seventy-two demon kings?"

"Well, among the twelve ranks of the Demon King, Liujia is a marquis of the sixth rank. He commands 30 evil spirits and has the ability to see through objects, change human form, and awaken human desires. However, he can only See the human female."

The sixth level is really a devil that is not easy to deal with. I think I'm even choking against the twelfth-level enchantress. I thought about it, "Are you saying that he can't see human males?"

The little lamp nodded.

"Look, Xiaodeng, you know a lot, who said you are useless." I didn't expect Xiaodeng to understand those Devil Kings that much.

He raised his eyes and looked at me. He smirked and smiled sweetly, "I like my master so much."

"Ah, no, no need," my mouth began to twitch again. "Yes, you are attached to my stuff."

He pointed to my crystal necklace and said, "Here, I originally wanted to attach it to your necklace, but the owner's necklace seemed a bit strange, and I couldn't attach it."

I froze for a moment, and touched the necklace, saying, "There is the Santu River in the Netherworld in this necklace."

"Underworld river? Then the master must have mixed his own blood. If he hasn't mixed his own blood, this necklace can't be worn." He smiled.

Mix your own blood? This necklace is not mixed with my blood. Although I was a little puzzled, I nodded because I was too lazy to explain.

"Small lamp, I'm going to sleep, flash people!" As soon as my words fell, the small lights disappeared immediately, and I couldn't help laughing. This is the real flash people.

Perhaps it was too tired. When I woke up, it was already dawn. The warm sunlight filled the entire room. The scorching wind unique to the desert zone floated into the room with floral fragrance. After finishing breakfast, I changed into a purple Persian dress and went around in the garden. This garden is full of red, yellow and white rose flowers. It is said that in the Abbasid dynasty, only the caliphate palace can grow roses, and ordinary citizens are not eligible to enjoy this kind of flower.

Suddenly the rose flower rustled, and a figure stood up from the flower.

He turned slowly, and I sighed in surprise.

The man in front of him was handsome, elegant, and exuded a gentle temperament. Although he wears Arab-La-Bo costumes, his appearance and temperament are definitely not Arab-La-Bo, but more like Chinese.

"You are the woman that L'Oréal brought yesterday, and he came from Tang Dynasty in Xia Yangli." He smiled gently and spoke Chinese that I was familiar with.

"You are the princess's husband?" I immediately thought of this.

He nodded, the smile on his lips thicker, and dazzled in the sun.

"Leave!" A clear voice came, and I looked back, and Princess L'Orée came in the right style. The Persian dress highlighted her graceful figure. Although she was covered with a veil, she couldn't cover her autumn water. Eyes that are so touching. Hey, isn't she the nasty arrogant prince beside her?

"Li, you are playing with flowers and plants here again." L'Oréal looked at Yang Li with affection, and then looked at me with some surprise. "Xiaoyin, are you? Yesterday the sand was covering you I don’t think Xiaoyin is also a beauty."

"Where..." I humbly said a few words in my heart, secretly complacent, and glanced at the Prince Harun accidentally or accidentally.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Harlan's eyes, his mouth slightly raised.

"It's not early, I should go to the paper mill too." Yang Li smiled and looked at L'Oréal.

"Well, come back early." Ole Yeyi stared at him reluctantly.

"Oh, this is for you." Yang Li held out his hand to L'Oréal, and I noticed that Yang Li was holding a few roses in his hand. L'Oréal was obviously very pleased and reached for it. Rose.

Beautiful rose, and on the rose branches-no thorns.

I couldn't help but look at Yang Li, such a gentle and careful man, no wonder L'Oréal was so enamoured of him. However, it seems that someone did the same thing to me a long time ago...

Suddenly I saw the figure of Sanatus and the white rose outside the castle under the moonlight.

"Cough, cough, sister, brother-in-law, there seems to be someone else here." Harlan's eyes gave a chuckle. Yang Li then said goodbye to L'Oréal.

Looking at them with such affection and thinking about their future ending, I can't help feeling sad. But when I thought of myself to stop the tragedy, I felt happy again, but it seemed that I had more pressure.

After Yang Li left, I learned from L'Oréal that Yang Li had come from a famous family. His father was still a scholar of the Tang Dynasty. He traveled everywhere until he came to Baghdad. He liked it very much and settled down. . He brought Chinese papermaking here, and opened a huge paper mill here, supplying paper from the entire Baghdad region and even the West Asia region, saying that he is no exaggeration.

I can imagine that a rich, handsome, gentle and considerate young handsome guy must be favored by many girls here.

I suddenly understood why the princess would pay such a big price to get his heart, but this Yang Li, like most men, really cares about his appearance so much?

"By the way, Xiaoyin, why not take you out of the palace today to have a good look around Baghdad City." L'Oréal's proposal also made me a little moved.

I just nodded, and saw a black-skinned female slave hurried over and whispered a few words on the side of L'Oréal. L'Oréal's eyes flashed an elusive look, nodded, and said to me again: "Sorry, Xiaoyin, I suddenly have something wrong. I'm afraid I can't accompany you today."

"Well, it doesn't matter." I smiled.

"Then you will stay in the palace first, and I will come back to you later." L'Oréal left.

Watching her go away, I turned around and suddenly found that there was another person here-Harlan.

"Why are you still here?" I said angrily.

"Put your veil on!" Harlan glanced coldly at me.

"It's your business!" I was very upset with him, and he had vengeful since he called me ugly.

"This is the palace. I'm afraid your ugly face will scare others." He was completely mocking.

I took a deep breath. The man's aesthetic is distorted and sick, so don't share his general knowledge. I gave him a white look and didn't pay back. The good girl did not fight with the man.

"Not yet?" He added a tone.

"I'm afraid of suffocation." I slammed coldly and turned to walk to my room. Still two words, be patient. I didn't expect to encounter such annoying people in this mission, but that's okay, I don't hope so, at least when I leave, it will be very simple, and I won't be sad anymore.

After staying in the room for a while, I felt a little bored, and the active factors in my body started to move around again. It might as well take this opportunity to take a good look at the palace.

I pushed open the door and started wandering around in the huge palace. The gorgeous palace kept shuttles of slaves of various skin colors, including female slaves and eunuchs similar to Chinese eunuchs. The number of them surprised me secretly. Of course, no one noticed me. I didn't know where I went.

Walking, I faintly heard the voice of a woman from somewhere. There seemed to be a lot of voices mixed together, but it was as light as the cicada's low voice, like a serene existence. I couldn't help but be curious, and went away. I stopped in front of a door decorated with luxury. The sound should have come from inside, and I listened carefully, as if there was still water.

I hesitated, but still couldn't resist curiosity, and gently opened the door.

The side of the door, but the fairy world?

I widened my eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

A beautiful courtyard appeared in front of me. The garden was green and lush, and the violets and frangipani were competing to open. The water waves flowed in the huge open-air pool made of snow-white marble. The crystal shiny luster, violets, frangipani, branches and vines are entwined, full of enchanting feeling similar to female carcass. Under the vines, next to the pond, there are beautiful beds lying one after another. The soft yarns and satin with colorful colors pour down like flowing water.

But what surprised me is not this, but the beautiful and charming women in all kinds of skin tones in this courtyard, white skin, black skin, brown, wheat color, including almost all races of beauty. Some of them are bathing in the pool, revealing a plump and **** carcass; some are talking to each other, some are washing their long hair, some are meditating, and some are leaning on the couch, enjoying the fragrance massage of the slave girl. The air was filled with a rich, luxurious and enchanting atmosphere, but most women's faces almost showed a melancholy and dazed expression.

Could it be that this is the legendary A-La-Bo harem?

"Hey, is there a new person coming again?" A beautiful woman with Shengsheng Xue opened her mouth, and suddenly her eyes focused on me.

"Hug, sorry... Go, go wrong." I stammered back, slammed the door quickly, walked a few steps, turned out of the palace promenade, and took a few breaths against the wall. To calm yourself down. So many beauties, not to mention caliphate, my woman is almost nosebleed...

"Ugly, why are you here?" When I heard this, I knew who it was, and I looked up and it was Harlan. He glanced at me, and then looked in the direction of the harem, said, "See?"

I nodded and said, "A lot, a lot of beautiful women... are there hundreds?"

"Hundreds?" He raised his eyebrows in amusement, and said, "There are at least four thousand women my father Wang raised in this harem. I'm afraid you see only part of it."

"Four, four thousand?" My tongue began to knot. "Four thousand, even one per day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, three hundred and sixty-five a year, then it will take more than ten years to be spoiled..." I unknowingly broke my finger and counted . "How to eat..." I mumbled.

He concealed a chuckle with a cough and glanced at me with an idiot's gaze. "One a day, you are too small to look at our Arab-La-Bo man." He sneered.

"That means several times a day? It's a stallion." I glared at him.

"Stallion?"

"Specially bred horses..." I mumbled.

"What do you say!" He obviously heard me, his face changed, and he grabbed my wrist.

"Hey, what are you doing!" I panicked. This man also has genetic factors that become stallions. I don't want to suffer.

He seemed to see what I was thinking, eagle-like eyes flashed a sneer, and lowered his head, "Relax, I'm definitely not interested in your ugliness." After he finished, he let me go and turned Just go.

"Wait a minute!" I shouted at him.

He turned his head slightly and paused.

"Stinky owl, I have endured you for a long time. Do you think you are handsome? If you can be handsome like that, there will be no ugliness in the world. It's just that the facial features are still there. I really don't know what is worth stinking. Fart. Who the **** are you? I'm asking you to provoke you? Your eyes are sick, the aesthetics are distorted, and they are so annoying!" I finally couldn't help it. I vented and felt more comfortable.

He turned around, first a surprise, then a flash of anger flashed on his face, and then he laughed in bad faith, arrogant, and his face changed really fast.

His gaze stayed on my chest and sneered: "The most basic condition for a beautiful woman in the eyes of an Arab-La-Bo man is that the chest is like a pomegranate and the hips are full, what about you?" Don't wait for me to answer, He snorted coldly and walked forward with a big laugh.

Chest like pomegranate? I secretly glanced at my chest, cold sweat started on my forehead, pomegranate? It seems that the difference is too far... Oranges are about the same, no, they are bigger than oranges. Alas, what am I thinking about...

This man's aesthetic vision is superficial! If you don’t listen to the words of the super tasteless man.

More and more hate this arrogant Al-La-Bo man...especially hate him with sarcasm eyes...

In a flash, I also lived in the palace for ten days. Although the palace is very comfortable, I haven’t forgotten the mission here, and I’d love to know what the trade between L'Oréal and the Demon King is. However, Si Yin repeatedly reminded not to provoke those demon kings, and I did not act rashly for the time being. It gradually became familiar with Yang Li. Because their new palace was not completed, they lived here temporarily.

Seeing him every day, he is so handsome and handsome, how many times stronger than that arrogant prince. I understand why L'Oréal would choose a Chinese to be her husband, man A-La-Bo, shining...

"Yang Li, can I ask a rash question?" I asked as I watched as he was carefully pulling the rose's thorn.

"what?"

"Do you love her?"

He was obviously taken aback by my direct question.

I laughed. Although he is a Chinese, he is also an ancient man after all.

He didn't answer me, a soft smile on his lips, "I have her in my heart."

In the end it is ancient people, so subtle, but I can also feel the love from his heart with these few words.

"Then, are you attracted by her appearance? Sorry, I may be too rude, but..."

He smiled again and said, "It is undeniable that she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"Then if she is not so beautiful, would you fall in love with her?" I could not help thinking, if Yang Li saw the original princess, would she still fall in love with her?

He froze for a moment, as if he had never thought of this answer.

"By the way, haven't you thought of bringing Princess L'Oréal back to Datang?" I changed the subject again.

His expression suddenly dimmed, and a trace of lost expression was fleeting, and then he looked up again, as always with a gentle smile. "Maybe I will go back in the future." His tone seemed helpless.

There seems to be something unspeakable in his smile. I have some doubts in my heart. Could it be related to L'Oréal's secret?