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

Chapter 111 Fiancee

Qiao Yuan approached with a straight face and said nothing.

The little beauty only eats and drinks on weekdays. Nothing goes wrong. She rarely shows this expression, and her beautiful lips are pursed tightly.

Da Zhuang's mind turned around, and he probably guessed what was going on. He was silent for a moment, then stood up and came forward.

Qiao Yuan walked around him, came to the table, took off the top book, and saw a painting underneath.

The painting shows her throwing a ball with a garland on her head, her delicate chin is slightly raised, and even her long eyelashes are painted.

Qiao Yuan recalled it and couldn't remember who else was present besides them.

Seeing that she had discovered it, Da Zhuang didn't feel guilty at all. He half-hugged the little beauty from behind and leaned into her ear and said, "This person doesn't look like her at all. His eyes are not as big as Madam's, and his nose is not as straight as Madam's."

He looked at the painting and the little beauty, and his tone became even more dissatisfied, "My lady's lips are as fresh and bright as cherries, but the painter actually used this vermilion paint to pervert me."

He seemed to be able to pick out hundreds of mistakes, but Qiao Yuan interrupted him unbearably: "That's enough."

She said seriously: "Don't you think it's a little abnormal how you look now?"

Her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, her watery eyes were shining, and she looked at him angrily.

Da Zhuang's eyes reflected her beautiful features, and he couldn't help but get closer to her face: "Why is it abnormal?"

Qiao Yuan tried her best to ignore his breath and reasoned with him: "If you don't let me go out, I will obey you, but in your own home, you still have to find someone to monitor me."

The more she talked, the angrier she became and she glared at him angrily, "You still paint this kind of painting!"

Da Zhuang slowly stopped his smile and said very seriously: "What's so good about going out? Every time Madam goes to attend some banquet, doesn't she always complain that it's boring when she comes back?"

Not wanting to go out and not being able to go out are completely different things.

Da Zhuang continued: "As for those maids, Madam, just pretend they don't exist."

He touched Madam's face and said, "Actually, Madam didn't notice it in the first place. The people I'm looking for are all people with some background in kung fu. Madam, just stay the same as before."

Qiao Yuan looked at him in disbelief.

Da Zhuang sighed and suddenly hugged her tightly: "I'm just too scared. There are so many bad people out there. It doesn't work once or twice. One day my wife will be deceived by them."

After talking for a long time, these were all his own conjectures. Just because of these conjectures, he could treat her like this?

Qiao Yuan was so angry that she pushed him away: "Can you still keep me locked up like this for the rest of my life?"

"Why not?" Da Zhuang looked at the little beauty's watery eyes and suddenly smiled, "Does Madam think I am the only one who thinks so?"

Qiao Yuan looked at him doubtfully, with a bad premonition flashing through her heart.

Da Zhuang's expression was very strange, as if he was anxious, but he also seemed like he couldn't bear to see his wife sad, "Do you think the small building in the Duke's Mansion is just a small building?"

His tone was harsh, and he was about to reveal the true face of his love rival, and his whole body became excited.

"That is the real golden house prepared for Madam. Who would have thought that the upright and powerful Lord Zhenguo would have such a sinister heart in private."

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Qiao Yuan was in a complicated mood at the moment. She was caught off guard when she saw Da Zhuang exposing himself in front of her. She didn't know whether to be angry that she was almost imprisoned or to sympathize with Qi Cun who was about to regain his memory.

Da Zhuang hugged the little beauty tenderly and mercilessly dumped the blame on his love rival.

"Madam, don't blame me. If it weren't for that dead man, I wouldn't have thought of this method."

No, you still want it even without him.

Qiao Yuan's expression was strange, but there was no disappointment or sadness that Da Zhuang wanted to see.

The smile on his lips slowly disappeared, and his heart was desolate. "It turns out that he can do the same thing, but if I become madam and get angry like this, what am I in the eyes of madam?"

Qiao Yuan was too tired to argue with him, "Will you remove those people?"

Da Zhuang bravely defended himself: "I won't withdraw."

"Okay." The little beauty was so angry that she bit him hard, "Don't regret it."

He slammed the door and left in frustration.

Lu Xiu noticed that the atmosphere between the Duke and his wife was a bit delicate, and she vaguely guessed that it had to do with the fact that the lady looked bad that day.

The two seemed to have a dispute, and the wife even asked her to pack up her father-in-law's things in the bedroom and send them to the study to express her anger.

Qiao Yuan had a hunch that if Da Zhuang gave in this time, he didn't know what else he could do. The three-day period was approaching, and Qiao Yuan just wanted to spend the remaining days peacefully.

On the first night of sleeping in separate rooms, she heard some noise outside the window in the middle of the night. However, she had someone lock the window in advance so that no one from outside could get in. After hesitating for a while, there was still no sound.

Not wanting her every move to be seen, Qiao Yuan did not go out again and only stayed in the room, telling Da Zhuang to stop him if he came.

The subordinates who came to the village to report official duties felt the increasingly anxious atmosphere in the study with trepidation and were miserable.

There was a stalemate between the two.

Qiao Yuan was having breakfast that day and felt that Lu Xiu's expression was a little awkward.

She has been with Qiao Yuan for a long time and has a steady personality, which is rarely the case.

Qiao Yuan curiously asked her what was wrong, but Luxiu hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but said: "Madam, a strange woman came to Zhuangzi today."

Qiao Yuan looked confused.

Lu Xiu hesitated and said: "She claims... to be the fiancée of the Duke of Guo."

Qi Cun’s fiancée?

Qiao Yuan almost thought she heard wrongly, and looked at each other with Luxiu, and the two of them fell silent in unison.

She naturally knew that Qi Cun had not been married before, so this so-called fiancée was probably from the time when Da Zhuang just lost his memory and before he came to this village.

Luxiu's face turned red, "This woman is still at the concierge. Madam, do you want to meet her?"

Qiao Yuan suddenly asked: "Where has he gone?"

It was self-evident who he was referring to, and Luxiu answered truthfully: "The Duke of Guo left the house on important matters this morning. When he left, he wanted to see the madam. The madam hadn't gotten up yet. The servant remembered the madam's instructions and refused to let him go. Enter."

Qiao Yuan said nothing.

Luxiu couldn't help but said: "Should we send that woman away first?"

Qiao Yuan twisted the belt with her pink fingers, looked out the window with watery eyes, and said absently: "No, she's not my fiancée."

Lu Xiu didn't dare to speak. After a while, he heard his wife say: "You should ask someone to inform him."

Qiao Yuan had no intention of coming out and stayed indoors to avoid the heat as usual. In the evening, when it was cooler outside, she went out for a walk.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to a pond, I saw a woman picking lotus pods.

Luxiu's expression changed instantly. She had seen this woman in the morning. Qiao Yuan noticed her expression and made a guess in her heart.

Qiao Yuan thought for a while and asked someone to bring the woman over.

The woman was dressed simply, but had delicate features. She was holding a package in her arms, as if she had traveled a long distance.

(End of this chapter)