Chapter 2 Dingbei Hou

Dingbei Hou is still unmarried, and there is no concubine at home, do you think he is clean?

No, it is rumored that there are a group of women around him every other month, and it is said that those women were tortured to death by him.

A year ago, he attended a palace banquet, and a little palace daughter was obsessed with getting a little away from him because she loved him, but she was slapped away by him and killed on the spot.

Half a year ago, he was drunk, and the daughter of the head of the department of the book saw it and wanted to take care of him, and finally he was slapped into the lake, hurting his forehead and disfigured, the next day the head of the house impeached him in public in the Jinluan Palace, the emperor wanted to protect him, originally he just said that he was drunk, but he said that he was very sober, and the woman was too ugly.

Such an ugly woman dares to think about him, wishful thinking.

At that time, the head of the household was almost angry and vomited blood, and in the end, the emperor gave a bottle of imperial jade dew ointment, which left half a life, but since then, the household has also become his mortal enemy, and the young lady is said to have committed suicide several times in shame, and has not been able to marry so far.

Such a man who has no gentleman's style, fierce, arrogant and poisonous tongue, no matter how beautiful he looks, is still a man-eating flower, and the daughters of the daughters in Beijing have long dared not think about it, but they can't wait to see it all detour, it is too dangerous.

Notoriety, fierce and brutal, can stop children crying at night, can also make widows remarry, absolutely perverted.

So, now that this Dingbei Hou is enough of the girls in the capital, are you ready to like men? However, the thirty-year-old bamboo rhyme is selected, and this taste is ...... I don't know what to say.

"Bang." The sound of heavy flooring was accompanied by the sound of doors and windows shattering.

Mu Jiu and Lan You glanced at each other, and the two of them ran to the door at the same time, poking out two holes in the window with their brushes, just in time to see the situation of the bamboo pavilion opposite.

The scene is a little scary, Zhu Yun was kicked out of the house and fell into the middle hall, the window was smashed open by him A big hole, he covered his heart and wanted to get up, climbed halfway, and suddenly covered his heart 'wow' A mouthful of blood spit out.

The broken door opened, and a pair of black boots embroidered with gold lace stepped out, landing steadily on the ground, the gorgeous clothes of the crimson embroidered beast in an elegant arc in the air.

Slender height, straight and hiding, the excessively gorgeous brocade robe is very suitable for him, but the most gorgeous thing on his body is not the clothes, but the face.

Its body is jade, and its appearance is brocade.

He has a face that is too delicate for a man, like the most proud work of the gods, his skin is fair but not feminine, his contours are clear, his facial features are deep and exquisite, a pair of sword eyebrows fly obliquely into his temples, his nose is straight and straight, his thin lips are slightly pale, but they do not damage his beauty at all, and under the light, he is even more handsome and amazing.

He is only twenty-one years old, between youth and youth, it is the best age for men, and his appearance is so prosperous that it can be called the best in the world, but it is a pity that the anger between his eyebrows is too heavy, and his obsidian-like eyes are empty, as if looking at dead things, which makes people feel numb in their hearts.

The phoenix eyes of the evil flying are fierce and impressive, and the whole body is full of aggression, no matter how beautiful the shell is, if there are evil ghosts living inside, it can only make people retreat.

As if sensing the sight here, he stopped, his gaze seemed to fall very lightly, but for a moment, Mu Jiu felt his blood coagulate.

Finally, Xiao Junshu left with his entourage, and Mu Jiu felt alive: "Why don't you go and help Zhuyun?" ”

After saying that, he didn't hear any movement, and when he turned around, okay, Lan You's face was white and frozen, and his soul didn't know where it went.