The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

The black faced bodyguard shook off ah Chou's hand and stepped back two steps. Then he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the door open with a "touch" and rushed in with a knife. But only two steps later, the black faced bodyguard suddenly froze in place. Not only he, but the white faced bodyguard and ah Chou also froze together. Ah Chou stared round and looked at the woman hanging on the beam and opened his mouth He was about to shout, but the white faced bodyguard put his hand over his mouth, and then the white faced bodyguard quickly closed the door.

"No voice!" The white faced bodyguard lowered his voice and said to ah Chou. His face was very cold. He grabbed ah Chou's neck in one hand and suddenly pulled out the bright knife at his waist. "If you dare to speak out, I will let you bury your master and son!"

Ah Chou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. She was only 16 years old. Although she had a hard time, she didn't want to die at all. Besides, she was not a loyal servant. She didn't know the reason why Duan was buried with her for only a few months.

The white faced bodyguard just released ah Chou. He raised his hand and cut off the white Ling on the beam. The body of the young lady "Gudong" fell off. The white faced bodyguard and the black faced bodyguard came to check. They were cold and stiff. They were dead long ago. Ah Chou did not dare to look at them. He just leaned in the corner of the wall and looked at the round wooden stool that was overturned on the ground.

One by one, they squatted on both sides of Miss Duan's body. They looked at each other and saw the frightened color in the eyes of each other. At that time, the black faced bodyguard's face was white and asked the white faced bodyguard with trembling: "brother, this What about this? "

The white faced bodyguard was obviously more calm. He looked at the young lady definitely, and then suddenly looked at ah Chou, who was crouching in the corner of the wall and shivering. His eyes wandered on ah Chou for a long time, and then he said, "have you ever seen your young lady, the old prince?"

"Ah?" Ah Chou thought for a moment, and then said, "listen to the housekeeper, my young lady has never been out of the gate for two times. The old prince should not have seen my young lady."

"That's easy." The white faced bodyguard was obviously relieved. He turned around and reached out to relieve Miss Duan's red bride's auspicious clothes.

"Brother, what are you doing?!" The black faced bodyguard pressed the voice and asked, reaching out to block the hand of the white faced bodyguard. His face was puzzled and angry, and he lowered his voice and said, "brother, don't mess about! This man is dead! "

"Where do you want to go?" The white faced bodyguard shook off the black faced bodyguard's hand and said to him with a frown, "this little girl is dead, let's not want to live! If you want to live, you have to find someone to marry the little girl to ningguta! "

"Brother, you mean..." The black faced bodyguard suddenly realized that he also looked at ah Chou and frowned, "but this girl is so ugly, and where do you think her shabby strength looks like the expensive girl who grew up in a big family?"

A Chou shrank back, his face was all close to his thigh, and the dark red scar on his neck was extremely obvious and dazzling.

"Who else can I use without her?" The white faced bodyguard said, "since the old prince hasn't seen Miss Duan, who is the best? Besides, she is Miss Duan's maid. Naturally, she knows Miss Duan's every move and every move. It's just like painting a cat and painting a tiger. What's more, the old prince may be dead or alive now. Let's send people to him."