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

Chapter 38 Imprisonment
"What's going on with my mother?"

It was impossible for Mother Qiao not to know that the matter was so big.

Qi Cun twirled her pink fingertips and said, "Don't worry, I've already sent someone to notify my mother-in-law."

The trusted junior kidnapped his daughter, and he didn't know what kind of blow Qiao's mother would suffer.

Qi Cun seemed to see her worry, couldn't help but increase his strength, and his tone sank.

"During this period, you can stay at home to recuperate. There will be no shortage of people to take care of you at Jingshui Temple."

Qiao Yuan thought that he was worried about her body, after thinking about it, she decided to take care of her body first, so she obediently agreed.

After being pressed on the bed to recuperate for so many days, Qiao Yuan felt like she was going moldy.

Qi Cun heard from the government doctor that she was going to stay in bed and recuperate, and he strongly refused everyone's visits, and stared at her every day to drink the medicine so bitter that his tongue would fall off.

When he was away, Jin Shu took over the responsibility of supervision, even restricting his activities in the mansion.

Every time Qiao Yuan got angry, she would cry: "Madam, the doctor said that if you don't take good care of your body, you will suffer from the root cause of the disease."

Qiao Yuan could only die down.

On the day when the doctor informed her that she was recovering from her illness, Qiao Yuan happily put on a palace satin plain snow silk skirt, put on rouge and gouache, and prepared to go to Jinxiu Pavilion to see if there were any new jewelry.

I didn't expect to be stopped by the porter: "Madam, Master Hou said that your illness is still not recovered, so you can't go out."

Qiao Yuan was dumbfounded.

She felt that she was now energetic enough to ride a pony around the imperial city.

The concierge had a grimace on his face, and Qiao Yuan also saw that he had received the order, and it was useless to embarrass him, so he had to turn around and go back.

She waited patiently for a few more days, but was still stopped when she was about to leave the house.

Now she felt something was wrong.

Is Qi Cun confining her in disguise?
That night, when Qi Cun was on the bed, Qiao Yuan pursed his lips and put his foot against his shoulder.

Qiao Yuan's feet were very beautiful, with slightly arched insteps and shyly curled toes, like shiny pearls.

The jade-white feet gently rested on the man's broad shoulders, making the jade feet even more slender enough to be held in one hand.

The silk pants slid down slightly, revealing a section of her shiny white calves.

Qi Cun's eyes suddenly turned dark.

Qiao Yuan didn't notice his eyes, and asked angrily: "Why can't I even go out of the house these days? I'm just sick for a while, what's the difference between this and grounding me?"

Qi Cun raised the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "I didn't ground you, I just let you recover from your illness before leaving the house."

"How can I calculate it well? The government doctors have said that I have recovered."

But it is up to him to decide whether the disease is cured or not, right?
Qiao Yuan was frustrated, knowing that she couldn't defeat him, so she turned around and hid under the quilt, not wanting to see him.

Qi Cun was afraid that she might not be breathing well, so he slightly pulled down the quilt with a very serious expression.

"What's wrong with the house, everyone here listens to you, Brother Ting is here too, if you're bored, go and play with him."

In order to keep Qiao Yuan, Qi Cun sold Geer Ting very ruthlessly.

Qiao Yuan glared at him angrily and pushed his hand away irritably.

From this day on, Qi Cun hardly concealed his intentions anymore, Qiao Yuan just watched the servant girl send post after banquet, before he got to her hand, he was cut off by Qi Cun's people.

Although the mansion is indeed not boring, after all, in the past year or so, Qiao Yuan has completely transformed the Zhenbeihou mansion into the look she likes, with food, drink and entertainment, but she still feels that she is not enjoying herself.

In the pavilion, Qiao Yuan propped up her cheeks and looked at the calm lake.

The begonia red skirt was scattered on the bench, and the pearls dotted with it slightly exuded a lustrous luster.

The maids around her knew that she was unhappy, and they did not dare to disturb her at the moment.

Brother Ting was hugged by the maid. He was holding a freshly cut flower in his hand. Before he entered the pavilion, he couldn't wait to raise his upper body and wanted to pounce on him. .

"Mother... Huahua..."

He finally has hair on his head, the hair is soft, and it makes his face more beautiful and lovely.

Seeing Qiao Yuan take the flowers from his little hands, his eyes sparkled.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help rubbing his son's plump cheeks, and was attracted by the soft and plump touch. He didn't stop until he bullied his son until his face turned red.

Brother Ting was as good-tempered as ever, his eyes were watery after being bullied, and he wanted to sneak into Qiao Yuan's arms.

How could the rough and unreasonable Qi Cun have such a gentle son, Qiao Yuan sighed sadly.

……

Ah Yue plucked up the courage to stop Master Hou on the road: "Servant, if you have a wife, you must bring it to Master Hou."

Qiao Yuan's words?

Qi Cun paused and looked at the unfamiliar maid in front of him. He was about to turn around and leave, but then he thought that Qiao Yuan had sent her to deliver the message, so he said indifferently: "What are you talking about?"

There was obviously no emotion in those eyes, but Ah Yue blushed with shame.

She made up her mind and moved a little closer: "Madam... Madam asked why Lord Hou allowed her to leave the mansion."

Qi Cun smelled a strange fragrance from the tip of his nose, frowned and took a step back.

He thought it was something.

Qiao Yuan asked this kind of question almost every day, and he was used to it.

Qi Cun turned around and left, but felt that the strange fragrance was getting stronger and stronger.

……

Qiao Yuan had a strange dream.

In the dream, she was a little rabbit, drinking water by the river, and suddenly a big wolf came.

The little rabbit had no time to escape, so he could only tearfully beg the big bad wolf not to eat it.

There was a strange light in the wild wolf's eyes. Not only did he not let it go, he also licked it all over its body, as if it was about to eat a big meal.

Qiao Yuan was startled awake, and then she realized that this didn't seem to be a dream.

As soon as the beauty woke up from the dream, she found that her cheeks were wet, and her expression was a bit dazed.

The moonlight outside the window came in, reflecting the water on the rosy lips.

This is the look that makes Qi Cun's heart move the most, and it's also the look he hates the most.

Because he hates him imprisoning her in the mansion, do you want to push him to another woman?
Don't even think about it, he will be messed with this golden-branched and jade-leafed Qiao Yuan even if he dies.

Qiao Yuan felt the temperature on his body that was almost burning, and pressed against his chest uneasily, but was so hot that she retracted her hand.

If you don't seize the last opportunity to defend, then everything that follows will be part of Qi Cun's offense.

An angry kiss fell on Qiao Yuan's face.

Everyone in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion knows that his wife likes beautiful and expensive flowers.

There are many flowers in the main courtyard.Begonias, chrysanthemums, pear blossoms, orchids, everything is there, all of which are dazzling.

According to her words, a place full of flowers is worthy of a beauty like her.

In the past few days, there is a pot of Zilongwoxue that is in flowering period, Qiao Yuan has people move it to the yard to bask in the sun every day, it seems that he forgot to let people move in tonight.

A strong wind blew outside the window.

The beautiful and fragile orchids were forgotten in the garden, and the slender branches were bent again and again by the harsh wind.

(End of this chapter)