The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

At present, the black faced bodyguard nodded: "brother, what do you say, even if the invalid Prince is still alive, what can he do with a half dead paralytic? It's impossible to go back to the capital in this life. He just found that what we sent was a fake. So what? Where is he going to file a complaint? "

At present, they don't talk nonsense any more. They start to strip off Miss Duan's happy clothes. In the voice of ah Chou's begging for mercy, they put them on.

When the carriage set out again, ah Chou was the only one left in the carriage. The originally cramped carriage suddenly emptied a lot. Ah Chou sat in the carriage with his unkempt head and dirty face in such a strange red suit and stiff body. His mind was full of "buzz".

She thought of Miss Duan's sobbing cry, her desperate eyes, the dignity and dignity that Miss Duan had always insisted on, and the wasteland where Miss Duan was buried in a hurry

In this year's Qingming Festival, Duan Rulan, who was the same age as ah Chou, stayed in Tongliao forever. However, ah CHO, the dowry girl, had to wear this suit to marry the paralytic half dead for her

How paralyzed is that man?

Is it like Xiang Ma of Huanyi Bureau, who was broken by the beam of the room and could only walk by the wall?

Or better?

……

A Chou's heart was longer and grassy, flustered and uneasy. She lifted the curtains and looked at the deserted meadow outside. Thinking of the white faced bodyguard who had just been in the post house, she could not help sighing.

"From now on, the lives of the three of us will be tied together. If we can't keep our lives, we must kill you before we die. What should we do next is to live or die. You should think about it carefully!"

……

On the first day of May, the 32nd year of Jiasheng, ningguta.

Ah Chou finally arrived at the Ninggu tower. He came from the capital. He looked out of the window, from the prosperous and rich to the country road, and now to the desolation in front of him. He was prepared for it early in the morning, but ah Chou could not help sighing. This place was not as barren as the palace people said, but the grass was even more desolate.

The carriage has been bumping all day in this meadow. It rained just yesterday. It's hard to walk. It's very muddy. The wheels of the carriage will sink in. The two bodyguards will get out of the carriage from time to time and scold each other. Ah Chou, with his happy clothes on, doesn't need to help. The carriage goes awkwardly in the mud. It's getting dark and finally arrived Son.

"Here comes the bride?" As soon as the carriage stopped, ah Chou heard someone coming up to greet him, with an undisguised banter in his voice. "Let me see the handsome! I have never seen such a noble lady! "

"Lao Jiang, you are so little Hu Li," is the voice of the black faced bodyguard, "is the house ready?"

"I will not clean up. I have done my best to cook for the paralytic every day. Do I have to clean up the house for him? Ha ha, I don't even want to enter that room of shit! Just wait for you to send them to me, "Lao Jiang snorted loudly, leaving the carriage and sneering." isn't this bride here? Let the bride serve the bridegroom and the official son of his family, so that I don't have to work here! "