​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

Hou Tianying with resentment.

"Dad, you don't care what the big brother is beaten like!"

Huang San Ye interrupts his brother's son gen'er, and Hou Tianying's heart is very tangled.

It's not easy to have someone who wants to marry. How come

How can we have such a big conflict with our family.

That's good. She's a dead foe. Her idea can only be an idea.

It's all my brother's fault. He makes trouble everywhere on weekdays and has no peace for a moment. He makes Jinling City a mess. What's wrong.

On weekdays, Mrs. Hou always comes to her son with everything in mind. All she thinks about is her son.

Even the daughter has to stand aside.

Hou Tianying is also a young lady. She is used to publicity. Who is not in favor of the whole family.

Now... The man you like can't get it.

She was filled with hatred and resentment.

Master Hou didn't have so many ideas. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his unconscious son.

The blood in the crotch was particularly dazzling. With Mrs. Hou crying, he was also a little flustered.

"What's the matter? Who did this? Who dares to run wild in Jinling City? "

Tiger poison doesn't eat son. Even his favorite thing is Aunt Mei, but

Hou Tianbao is his own son. If his own son has been cut off by others, it's a bitter hatred.

"Presumptuous! Tell me who did it

Mrs. Hou just cried. Hou Tianying closed her eyes in a panic and lied.

"I don't know who it is! I don't know! "

Then he added.

"A group of people living in Jingtai building!"

Mrs. Hou was only sad, but she didn't listen carefully.

Hou left angrily, leaving only Hou Tianying.

Looking left and right, she followed.

"Father, wait for me!"

Mother's mind is all on elder brother. She can't help if she stays here. It's better to follow her father.

If you find a chance, maybe you can excuse Mr. Huang.

When the time comes, young master Huang will be moved and his father will be happy. It's possible for him to make great achievements!

Think about him so natural and unrestrained, so noble temperament, even the beating posture is so neat.

He must be one of the nobles!

She even had a secret joy at the thought of it.

"Niang, elder brother is useless. If you want to stay in the Hou family, you have to rely on my daughter."

How can Aunt Mei have a son!

As long as she marries well, her mother is still the honorable wife of Hou Zhifu.

Hum!

After making up her mind, Hou Tianying really went with her.

On the way, Hou Tianying was a little uneasy.

"Dad, that third master Huang seems to have a bright future! Let's meet each other, just for fear that something is wrong! "

The magistrate was so angry that his nose was almost smoking.

"What has a bright future? Isn't it a rich merchant?"

Hou Tianying is in a hurry.

"But... But Dad! If you think about it, if you're really just a merchant, where can he get the confidence to run wild in Jinling City? "

"In the past, there were so many merchants. When they passed by Jinling City, they didn't offer presents to Dad politely, but the only one who was different was Mr. Huang."

At this point, magistrate Hou was a little stunned.

"Ying'er, you have a point!"

The magistrate smoothed his beard and thought about it for a long time before he turned and said.

"Somebody

A man in the shape of an aide came forward at once.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

After thinking about it, Hou asked.

"Go and find out for me, what's the origin of the merchant who beat people? Master, I'll go back to the Yamen first and wait for your letter! "

With that, the magistrate patted his ass, swung his sleeve and left.

The aide's face was muddled.

"Miss..."

Hou Tianying is impatient: "if I ask you to go, you can go! It's about my elder brother. No one of you is allowed to be lazy. Let me know! "

With that, Hou Tianying was relieved and left.

She also wants to know the details of the third master Huang. She just checks it with her staff!

Yeah! That's it.

After thinking about it, Hou Tianying left contentedly.

The aide wanted to cry and stood in the wind in complete disorder.

"It's... It's endless. I don't know anyone. I can't ask with my mouth."

……

As the day passed, night began to fall.

Jingtai building is still safe and sound, as Zhao Junyao expected, if no one came to find fault!

Xia Ruqing is a little worried.

"If you don't come today, they will come tomorrow."

Yun imperial concubine some discontentedly looked at Xia Ruqing one eye, cold hum way.

"If it's hard, I'll be afraid of him!"

Zhao Junyao took a cold look at Yun Fei and didn't speak.

Xia Ruqing stopped talking.

On the big table, everyone ate his own food, and the air was a little frightening.

It was night. Zhao Junyao was in a bad mood. No one was called to wait on him. Xia Ruqing didn't care.

Although some worried, but before going to bed and purple month said for a while, also fell asleep.

It's concubine Yun, very anxious and uncomfortable.

"Well, my Lord is in a bad mood now. If only I could comfort him!"

When you pick butterflies, you are advised:

"Why don't you go now?"

Yun imperial concubine thought to think, still shake head: "when the Ye thinks a thing, don't like someone to disturb!"

Think, toss and turn, until after midnight just fell asleep.

……

The next morning.

When the magistrate Hou woke up from Aunt Mei's fresh and delicate belly, he was already on the move.

Mrs. Hou sent people to come several times, but they were all blocked by master Hou's people.

The Houfu was so angry that he scolded hundreds of sluts and finally had to leave.

"Master, you really don't care if you are beaten like that?"

Aunt Mei, lying on master Hou's fat belly, breathed out in his ear.

Aunt Mei is only thirty years old this year. It's the best time for a beautiful young woman to have the best charm.

At the age of magistrate Hou, the young girl obviously can't meet his needs.

Only in this way can a woman with experience, beauty, high skill in bed, and variety keep him.

Aunt Mei's Kung Fu in bed is absolutely first-class. You can tell by the fact that magistrate Hou sleeps with her all night.

When the magistrate heard him ask, he sneered.

"That shrew has always known to scold the street. The master is not the only one with a son!"

Finish saying, index finger is hooking Mei aunt's chin, frivolous smile.

"The master still has your son!"

"Master, Xi'er is only eight years old. I don't know what she is like. Moreover, he is from a humble family. How can she compare with his elder brother?"

Aunt Mei said, half coquettish and half sour.

The magistrate Hou couldn't hear her meaning, but her tone was sour and crisp, and his heart softened.

He put a hook around her waist and said.

"When the shrew is dead, the master will help you and let Xi'er be his son. How about that?"