The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

The black-faced guard shook off Ah Chou's hand, took two steps back, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked open the door with a touch, and broke in with a knife in his hand, but only took two steps. The black-faced guard suddenly froze in place, not only him, but also the white-faced guard who followed in and A Chou froze together. A Chou stared at the woman hanging from the beam and opened his mouth. He was about to yell, but the white-faced guard covered his mouth, and then the white-faced guard quickly closed the door.

Don't make any noise! the white-faced guard said to Ah Chou in a low voice. His expression was so cold that it was terrifying. To be buried with your master!

Ugly chick nodded like pecking at rice. She is only sixteen years old. Although life is hard, she really doesn't want to die at all. Besides, she is not a loyal servant, so she has only known each other for a few years. The reason why Ms. Duan was buried with her for a month.

The white-faced guard let go of Ah Chou, raised his hand, and cut off the white silk on the beam, and the body of the young lady fell down with a gudong, the white-faced guard and the black-faced guard leaned over to check, their bodies were cold and Stiff, it looked like he had died a long time ago, Ah Chou didn't dare to look at it, but just huddled in the corner and stared straight at the round wooden stool that was overturned on the ground.

The two of them squatted on either side of Miss Duan's body, and they looked at each other, and they both saw the look of panic in each other's eyes. Face Guard: Brother, what... what should I do?

The white-faced guard was obviously more calm. He looked at the young lady firmly, and then suddenly looked at Ah Chou who was squatting in the corner trembling. Have you seen your lady?

Ah? Ah Chou was stunned, thought for a while, and then said, I heard from the butler that my lady never leaves the door, and the abandoned prince should have never seen my lady.

That's easy. The white-faced guard obviously breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and stretched out his hand to untie the fiery red bridal gown on Miss Duan.

Brother, what are you going to do?! the black-faced guard asked with a suppressed voice, while reaching out to block the white-faced guard's hand, he looked puzzled and angry, and lowered his voice, Brother, don't you Nonsense! This person is dead!

Where do you want to go? The white-faced guard shook off the hand of the black-faced guard, frowning and said to him, This little girl is dead, we don't even want to live! If we want to live, we have to find someone On the top, this little girl will marry to Ninggu Pagoda!

Brother, what do you mean... The black-faced guard suddenly realized, and also looked at Ah Chou, frowning immediately, But this girl is too ugly, and look at her shabby attitude, how can she look like that? A noble daughter who grew up in a wealthy family?

Ah Chou shrank back, his face was pressed against his thighs, and the dark red scar on his neck was very obvious and dazzling.

Who else can I use without her? The white-faced guard said, Since the wasteful prince has never met Miss Duan, who can he find? Besides, she is Miss Duan's maid, so naturally she knows Miss Duan's gestures best. What's more, it's not certain whether the abolished prince is dead or alive, so let's just send him there.