After waking up from the dream, the general's wife lost her love brain

Chapter 107 Dongzhu
Da Zhuang took her hand with a gloomy face and put it down after seeing that her palm was still pink, tender and pretty with no scratches.

Hearing the accusation, he almost laughed angrily: "Is this called cruelty? If Madam hadn't treated me like this -"

An upright man was used as a stand-in for a dead man.

If he still had any guts, he should simply leave and save his last bit of dignity.

However, Da Zhuang sadly discovered that even if the last layer of window paper was pierced now, he never wanted to leave. He could not imagine a life without his wife.

Being a substitute was despicable enough. Da Zhuang didn't want his wife to find out what he was thinking, so he closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he had packed up his last fragile emotions.

"Let me ask you for the last time, is it because of Duke Zhenguo that Madam keeps me by your side?"

Qiao Yuan looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Da Zhuang sneered: "Okay, madam, it's best to keep being so tough."

Qiao Yuan's heart skipped a beat, "What do you want to do?"

Da Zhuang leisurely opened the distance between the two of them slightly, with one hand still on her waist to prevent her from escaping again, and with the other hand he took out a wooden box for collecting silk from his body.

In the box were six plump East beads, each one bright and full, radiant and even more brilliant than the beads Qiao Yuan gave him.

Eastern pearls are rarer than pearls and are usually reserved for the royal family. Not to mention finding six Eastern pearls with the same diameter, countless manpower and material resources have been wasted on them.

With the priceless treasure in front of her, Qiao Yuan's ominous premonition became more and more serious.

"Calm down..." She was still naive and didn't know what Da Zhuang was going to do, but the unknown was the scariest thing, and her voice was trembling.

He touched the lady's hair gently with a strong movement, placed the dong bead on Qiao Yuan's head at the hairpin, and said: "Madam asked me to repair that hairpin not long ago. This dong bead should be able to catch the eye of the lady and embellish it on the hairpin." That hairpin is barely enough."

Qiao Yuan is a noble daughter from a famous family. Although the world does not require women to take the imperial examinations like men, as long as they can read, Qiao's family has been scholarly for a hundred years, and she has grown up reading books by sages since she was a child.

She is a very serious noble girl, but she is a bit squeamish at best. She has never seen these methods of intimacy. Every time she thinks that this should be the limit of Qi Cun, he can always break through the lower limit next time.

Dongzhu ice is cold and hard in texture. It is a dead thing after all. It is most suitable to be embellished on the hairpin, but it is only suitable to be placed on the hairpin as the icing on the cake.

However, every time Da Zhuang fiddles with her, he always gets close to the little beauty's ear and asks her: "Does Madam have me in her heart?"

Qiao Yuan's consciousness was almost blurred, her lip was bitten so red that it was bleeding. She tried to run away based on instinct, but was pulled back by her ankle.

There was still a man's hateful voice in his ears: "Is that dead man so good? Will he treat my wife like I do?"

As he spoke, he didn't know what he thought of, but he became angrier and more urgent, until the little beauty collapsed and denied it.

In the end, even after the man cleaned up all the mess, Qiao Yuan seemed to still feel the residual foreign body sensation.

The little beauty's eyes were swollen from crying, her nose was red, her sweaty hair stuck to her jade-like cheeks, she was breathing softly, and she looked miserable.

Da Zhuang carefully held her against his chest, fed her warm water, and persistently asked: "Is he better or am I better?"

The little beauty's pupils were dilated, and when she thought she would be violently treated if she didn't respond, she sobbed and said, "It's you...it's all you..."

Her voice was so quiet that you had to be very close to hear it.

Just like a forest shrouded in fog, a gust of very clear wind suddenly blew, the fog dissipated a little, and the original shape was faintly revealed.

There was a severe pain in Da Zhuang's head, as if someone had taken a sword and stirred it inside.

The government doctor heard someone coming to report to the main hospital at night and did not dare to delay. He hurriedly put on his clothes and rushed over with a medicine box on his arm.After the diagnosis, I went to the outer room, where Mrs. Zhen Guogong was waiting outside.

She seemed extremely tired, holding her head up and falling asleep. Her bun was slightly messy, which could not hide her snowy skin, and her lips were unusually red.

The doctor felt sympathy in his heart. It must have been extremely hard for Madam to take care of such a duke who had no memory.

When Qiao Yuan saw him coming out, she forced herself to cheer up: "How is the Duke of Guo?"

The doctor respectfully said: "Congratulations, madam, most of the blood congestion in my father-in-law's brain has been cleared. It will be completely cleared in less than three days. By then, my father-in-law will be able to regain his memory."

Qiao Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, sent someone to send the doctor to Beifu, and turned around to enter the inner room.

Da Zhuang lay quietly on the bed, sleeping restlessly in his dream, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Qiao Yuan was so angry when she thought about what he had done to her just now that she pulled out one of his eyelashes.

After pulling it out, she felt a little regretful. She had just learned that Da Zhuang had been having a hard time, but she couldn't say anything. She felt uncomfortable for a while, so she had to lean over and look into his eyes.

Fortunately, as long as we wait three more days, everything will be over.

Qiao Yuan had just taken a few breaths when she saw the man's eyelids move slightly. The next moment, he opened his dark eyes.

Qiao Yuan blinked and straightened up: "Dazhuang, you're awake."

The little beauty has innocent eyes, long eyelashes, and an elegant and beautiful sitting posture. She does not look like she will be caught doing bad things at all.

Da Zhuang's eyes gradually became clear.

He still remembered that even when his wife was manipulated by him and she couldn't cry, she still dragged her limp legs to run away from him, so the first moment she regained consciousness was to hold her hand tightly.

"Don't go..."

He was surprisingly strong and didn't care at all about the patient who had just woken up from a faint.

Qiao Yuan was exhausted in that incident. She had been holding on until now, even though she didn't use much strength, Qiao Yuan fell into his arms, and the tip of her nose hit his hard chest.

The little beauty rubbed the tip of her nose, put her thin white hands on his shoulders, and was about to push him away, but she felt the strong body under her hands trembling almost invisible.

Da Zhuang hugged her tightly and made sure that his wife was still there before he had the energy to recall what happened before he fainted.

The clarity that seemed to be about to clear up before he fainted was interrupted by the heart-pounding pain. He tried his best to get back that feeling, but he couldn't find a way. The pain that had just faded was about to come back again.

Seeing that he looked wrong, Qiao Yuan quickly put her arms around the man's neck to divert his attention: "That's it, forget it if you can't remember it. The doctor said everything has its own destiny."

It would be strange if nothing goes wrong if you continue thinking like this. If you finally recover by then, you will be in trouble if something goes wrong in your mind.

Da Zhuang really didn't want to think about it anymore. He held his forehead and calmed down, then looked at her seriously, obviously still immersed in the unresolved dispute between the two.

"Ma'am, don't you have anything to say?"

This was a completely unsolvable situation. He believed that he was being used as a substitute, but Qiao Yuan could not tell him directly that he was the "dead" Duke Zhenguo that he had always been worried about.

The few words he said when he was unconscious just now caused him to call the doctor in the middle of the night. Now Qiao Yuan didn't dare to act rashly at all.

(End of this chapter)