This momentum-

Everyone suddenly felt that their hearts were beating straight, and they were frightened by the young man's momentum, and the question that was about to be said couldn't help but weaken.

But when he came back to his senses, the young man's momentum had been put away, and he looked like a gentleman Zhilan Yushu, as warm as jade.

The people present were all the children of the family raised by hairpins and poetry, and when they saw this person, they knew that they must be from a noble background.

didn't know his identity, so he put on a smiling face first, and said eagerly: "This brother? ”

Brother Tai ignored them.

With a wave of his hand, a few silent servants behind him dragged a few wet bodies and threw them into the middle of the courtyard.

The whole courtyard was silent.

Those few people, dressed as the maids and grandmothers of Qiu Mansion, all had round eyes that opened angrily, but their pupils had already dispersed, their hair was messy, their clothes were soaked, and they were dripping with water.

Shortly after death, the corpse gradually began to stiffen, and its arms were half-raised, as if it had scratched in despair before death.

The young man said: "I died in the lotus pond, and when I disturbed it, I still carried a bloodstained dagger in my arms. I heard that you are looking for them again, so I will help you bring them over, no thanks. ”

When his voice fell, it seemed to give an order, and it finally returned to the courtyard.

Miss Qiu's teeth trembled, and she let out a piercing scream of fear: "Rosin! Mama Gu! ”

The whole person's face was like gold paper, and he fell backwards!

Now, no one needs to ask anyone, they know their identities, and the other girls and sons also came back to their senses, and their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled like chaff.

"It's Wenwen's personal girl!"

"They accompanied Wenwen to my house as a guest!"

"Dead, dead!"

"Gross-"

Half of the people were crying and fleeing, and the other half were ...... was directly frightened, spit and fell softly on the spot.

Qiu Gongzi glared at the young man with a dark face, and his teeth clucked: "Three, the emperor, the son? - Why are you here? ”

The person who escaped and hadn't fainted was stunned, this is the third prince? The third prince from Beiyan?

It is said that he has a gentle temperament like jade, a gentleman is humble and low-key, and his body is weak so he does not come out all the year round, most people have never seen him, and he just saw it but didn't know it, and it is easy to understand, but-

What the hell is as gentle as jade, when he ordered someone to drag this corpse over, he didn't have the innocence and self-sustainment that a son of a family should have!

Sure enough, it is the barbarian bloodline of Beiyanlai, I heard that there are fighting and killing all day long, Wenchen even practices martial arts, and the Hanmen can still rely on merit as an official, so there is no distinction between the scholars and the nobles, it is really ridiculous and ridiculous!

Such an ungentleman!

The young man glanced over and seemed to feel funny: "The invitation to my banquet seems to have been written by Mr. Qiu himself. ”

Qiu Gongzi choked.

The so-called writing in person is just to show that the name of the guest is valued, and it is not the default rule to let the subordinate ghostwrite? But he took the initiative to say it, and he really can't deny it.

In an instant, Mr. Qiu realized the sense of grievance that Miss Qiu had suffered before.

Soon, he took a deep breath and pointed to the corpse on the ground; "And how did you find this? Maybe they're the ...... you're killing people."

Barely glancing, he hurriedly turned his head to avoid it.

Filth...... filth He is the eldest son of the dignified Qiu family, and he has seen such a despicable thing, so he has to wash his eyes well when he goes back.

And—it's scary!

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince killed people and killed people, but the old man accompanied him to find out!"

The irritable scolding sounded, the corners of Qiu Gongzi's eyes jumped, and an ominous premonition came to his heart, and he covered his eyes and looked over there: "General Pan? ”。

The general never recognizes the old, General Pan is over sixty years old, and he is still full of energy and spirits, Qiu Gongzi shouted damn, how did he let this old thing bump into it!