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

Chapter 39 No.30 Nine Misunderstandings
The next day.

The people in the study were keenly aware that Master Hou was unusual today.

It was like a ferocious beast had finally had a full meal, with a trace of satisfaction in its lazy expression.

But he seemed to have other worries, and there was suppressed anger between his brows.

Until the person below presented a testimony.

"Is what you said true?"

The subordinates were a little terrified for some reason.

"My subordinates tortured the maid Ah Yue. She bought the medicine from outside and had nothing to do with Madam. She confessed that she had been in the same room as Xiaoyu before. When she was sorting out Xiaoyu's belongings that day, she accidentally found a handwritten note. , recorded...recorded what Madam and Gu Zhong did, she had evil thoughts for a moment..."

"In addition, the owner of the house where Gu Zhong hid with his wife was also found. He is Gu Zhong's distant relative."

The subordinate swallowed.

Qi Cun swore that he actually saw a hint of sympathy in the eyes of this daring subordinate.

"That person said that Madam was still trying to find a way out when she was in the house. In other words, Madam did not elope with Gu Zhong voluntarily. The order to leave the city was given to Gu Zhong by a masked woman. It has not been found out yet. Who ordered it?"

Qi Cun's vision went dark, and his mind flashed back to Qiao Yuan's red and swollen eyes when he went out in the morning, and his body that was still shaking slightly while he was helping to apply the medicine.

Now that he has taken the initiative to chop down a bundle of thorns, is it still too late to plead guilty?
"Lord Hou."

When Qi Cun returned to the main courtyard, the maids in the courtyard looked at him with evasive eyes.

The bed in the room creaked almost all night last night. The girl who was keeping watch at night stood at a distance with a red face and couldn't stop it. In the end, Jin Shu came over and asked them to leave first.

It was almost noon and the lady was still awake. The girl went in to take a look and immediately came out with red ears.

She remembered what she had just seen.

The curtains in the room were all closed and the light was dim, as if they were afraid of disturbing the beauty's good sleep.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the room, which is infinitely charming.

Before walking in, it seemed to feel an inexplicable atmosphere, which made people hold their breath subconsciously.

The lady turned slightly sideways, facing the inside of the wall.

The shiny black hair was spread on the bed, and the lady's snow-white cheeks could only be vaguely seen, almost glowing in the dim room.

Pearl jade appearance, powdery radiance.

The little maid didn't recognize many words, but at this moment, a book of poems she had read a few days ago suddenly flashed in her mind.

Her heartbeat quickened slightly, and just when she was about to call her madam softly, she saw the beauty suddenly move.

It should be because he felt uncomfortable in his sleep and wanted to change his position. His white and jade-like arms poked out from under the quilt.

The maid accidentally saw it and immediately lowered her head as if she was frightened.

The arm that should have been pink and flawless was covered with dots of red marks, and even the fingertips of Hua Petal had a bright tooth mark.

Even her arms were like this, and the little maid simply couldn't imagine how terrifying her body would be under the soft quilt.

It showed a numbing love, as if he wanted to fill this delicate body with everything he had, no matter whether she could bear it or not.

The little maid was so frightened that she ran out quickly, as if any delay would make the beast guarding the treasure think she was coveting it, and then tear the intruder to pieces.

In the eyes of the maids, Hou Ye, who was calm and steady as Mount Tai, stepped into this courtyard, his heart was beating non-stop.

According to Qiao Yuan's delicate and shy temperament, if she knew that all the maids in the courtyard knew what happened last night, she would not be so angry that she would become angry.

Well, in her eyes, he was even more guilty.

Qi Cun raised his courage, stepped towards the threshold with long legs, and closed the door to isolate the sound from the outside world.

The house is quiet.

When Qi Cun went out in the morning, he was afraid that Qiao Yuan would sleep until noon, so he fed her some soup.

Qiao Yuan was still awake at that time, her eyes were closed, and she could only swallow subconsciously following his movements.

Qi Cun's eyes softened as he thought of his young wife's aggrieved frown.

Opening the gauze curtain, the little beauty was still sleeping soundly.

The hair on the side of the neck snakes into the collar. The black hair and snowy skin are obviously ink paintings, but they show the strongest colors in the world.

It's enough to burn the ferocious beasts into confusion.

Qi Cun didn't dare to wake her up, so he had to sit and wait for her to wake up.

When Qiao Yuan opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was a broad and strong figure from the back.

She recognized the owner of the figure from the back, even if he turned to ashes, it still disturbed her in her dream.

Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth, especially because he felt sore all over his body, as if his body no longer belonged to him, and his anger became even stronger.

As if a beast sensed the crisis, Qi Cun turned around and met Qiao Yuan's burning eyes.

He silently hid the things in his hands, clearly showing a guilty conscience.

Seeing his movements, Qiao Yuan said angrily, "What are you holding in your hand?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was startled by her own voice.

It's a little mute, but it's not unpleasant to listen to. It's charming, and it's almost crisp to the bones.

Qiao Yuan suddenly thought of something bad and her face darkened.

Qi Cun saw that she looked unhappy, so he had to take the thing and it was the small coat that Qiao Yuan wore yesterday.

The man was angry last night, and his methods were rough, and the two thin straps were crumbling.

Before Qiao Yuan could get angry, she was shocked by this scene.

Bronze-colored fingers held a silver needle, obviously halfway through the work.

The contrast between the thick big hands and the thin silver needle is very sharp.

The stitching is tight and the technique is skillful. Qiao Yuan feels that it is better than her own sewing.

The big hand that was always used to holding a sword was now holding a small needle.

She was momentarily stunned.

Qi Cun's throat tightened, and for the first time, his ears were a little red.

"I was a little too strong yesterday, so I wanted to see if I could sew it properly."

He grew up alone. When he was still young, when his clothes were torn, he would sew them himself.

Over time he became proficient, and his needlework skills were probably better than those of Qiao Yuan, a charming young lady who only touched needlework on a whim.

Qiao Yuan was silent.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses, and something flashed in her mind.

Thinking of the wrinkled coat in Qicun's bag, Qiao Yuan spoke with difficulty.

"So, that little coat is..."

Qi Cun was also a little embarrassed, but he had always been thick-skinned and could not show it on his face.

"I did it myself."

When he opened his mouth, he became more calm: "I put away the dress and pajamas you wore."

Then she cut it, sewed it and mended it, and finally made it into a small dress that could actually trick Qiao Yuan.

No wonder she had never seen it herself, had no impression of it at all, and thought it belonged to another woman.

Qiao Yuan felt that he might as well just steal one.

It really doesn't sound like something normal people can do to sneakily make a small coat out of her old clothes.

Because he was so shocked, the anger that Qiao Yuan had accumulated when he woke up just froze in mid-air.

Her head was empty, her lips parted slightly.

Those lips seemed to have been run over by force, they were dripping with blood, and even the edges were red.

　Thank you readers for your comments. According to readers' feedback, the plots of Qiao Yuan, Gu Zhong and Xiaoyu have been adjusted. Because the plot spans a large chapter, the chapters that have been revised have been marked.

　　Thanks again for the readers' comments. I still have a lot of shortcomings in shaping the characters, and I have not given enough consideration to the promotion of the plot. I will seriously modify the article based on your comments, so as to promote the growth of my writing.Live up to every reader who likes my articles and comments on my articles.

　　
　
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