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

Chapter 68 Xu Ling
The high bed has soft pillows and the incense burner makes smoke.

When Qiao Yuan opened her eyes, she saw a large tent with indigo embroidered with gold thread and flowers above her head.

As soon as she moved, the man sitting in front of the bed felt it. He opened the curtain and helped her sit up.

The soft hair hangs down on the chest, the snow-skinned complexion, the flushed face, and the spring in the corners of the eyes and brows, making people know that she must be an extremely favored beauty.

Qiao Yuan leaned on his firm chest, took a sip of water from his hand, and looked at the surrounding environment, "Where is this?"

This room is beautifully furnished, and it is obviously not the simple little courtyard that my aunt had.

"Zhizhou Mansion, the new magistrate just took office a few days ago, and the case has to be concluded. We will stay here for a few days."

Qi Cun wiped off the water stains around her lips with his fingertips, and put it into his mouth without any pressure under Qiao Yuan's expressionless gaze.

The dignified Lord, why are you acting like a ruffian?

Qiao Yuan's face felt hot and she couldn't help but kick him.

Qi Cun held back his laughter and carried her behind the screen to get dressed.

Now that spring has begun, my clothes are lighter than before.

The lotus-colored smoky hibiscus pleated skirt is covered with water-red butterfly and bamboo leaf pleats, slightly revealing the beautiful collarbone, glowing like jade.

Qiao Yuan sat on the couch, her snow-white neck slowly turning red.

Qi Cun half-crouched in front of her, wearing a dark jade crown and tying his hair. This was the restrained attire of a gentleman, but what he did was not the polite thing to do.

The toes that stepped on the red gold black robe were round and lovely, like young shoots that had just grown, curled up timidly under his gaze.

Qi Cun held the jade feet, his eyes changed, and he rubbed his fingers for a while, until the white and tender insteps were covered with pink, and then he reluctantly put on the foot clothes.

When Qiao Yuan was sleeping, Qi Cun set up a table in front of the couch and handled matters.

He was never wary of Qiao Yuan, so there were some items on the table still open in plain sight.

Qiao Yuan glanced over inadvertently, and asked him how he would deal with people like Zhang Mao in the future.

Qi Cun squeezed her hand and said casually: "Search her home and escort her to Beijing, where she will be punished."

It is probably also guessed that the adult men of the Zhang family could not escape the fate of beheading, and the rest were exiled to the bitter cold.

Zhang Mao has been in Gongzhou for so many years. The amount of corruption has been huge, and the children of the Zhang family are arrogant and domineering, doing evil and are deeply hated by the people of Gongzhou.

When the house was ransacked, many people gathered around and threw rotten leaves, rotten eggs and eggs.

Qiao Yuan tugged at Qicun's clothes: "How is Chanjuan? She is not a member of the Zhang family. Can you save her?"

During the days when she was in Zuoling Mansion, Chanjuan was kind to her, and she was also considered a victim of the Zhang family.

Qi Cun looked into her eyes and pretended to hesitate: "Although they are not Zhang family members, they are still related..."

When Qiao Yuan heard this, she hugged his neck anxiously: "No, Chanjuan came to Zhang Mao since she was a child, but the Zhang family treated her badly. I even saw the young lady of the Zhang family beating her with my own eyes..."

Her pupils were lighter than Qi Cun's, with mist surging, as full as a pool of spring water.

Qi Cun enjoyed the warmth and soft jade in his arms, and waited for his daughter-in-law to become anxious, before slowly speaking: "Don't worry, she's probably on her way back to her hometown now."

Qiao Yuan was taken aback: "What?"

Qi Cun pinched her face and said, "She handed over a piece of evidence that recorded the Zhang family's evil deeds over the years. It was regarded as meritorious service and she was allowed to return to her ancestral home."

Qiao Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chanjuan misses the days she spent with her parents so much when she was a child, so it’s nice to be able to go home now.

Qiao Yuan said to Qi Cun with some regret that Miss Chan was a good woman, but it was a pity that she was born in the wrong place.

Chanjuan's parents died, so she came to seek refuge with her uncle. She was fine when she was a child, but at most she suffered some insults. However, as she grew up, her good looks were gradually revealed.

First, Zhang Li was greedy for her beauty and took her directly. Later, Zhang Mao took advantage of her beauty and even sent her to the beds of various dignitaries in order to get information and expand his circle.

A girl from an innocent family turned into a prostitute. Chanjuan hated the Zhang family for a long time, and she has been silently collecting evidence for the crime all these years.

When the convoy hadn't arrived in Gongzhou before, Zhang Mao sent her for the first time when Chanjuan appeared. He wanted to put her next to Zhenbeihou as a spy, but who knew it wouldn't work, so he sent assassins directly later.

When Qi Cun came out with the sleeping Qiao Yuan in his arms this morning, he was stopped by Chanjuan who was waiting outside.

She had a calm face and silently presented a thick stack of letters.

There are records of Zhang Mao's contacts with informants over the years. He even peeled off the cocoons and dug out deeper things.

The maid came in with the meals, placed them one by one, and then left quietly.

Qi Cun held his little wife on his lap and fed her.

Qiao Yuan refused but to no avail, so he could only let him go with a blushing face.

……

When Xu Ling, a trusted lady from the prefect of Gongzhou, returned to her mansion, she saw a bunch of eggs, vegetables and fruits placed at the door of the mansion. Her enthusiastic attitude made the concierge unable to resist.

The personal maid sighed: "The Marquis of Zhenbei has done a lot of harm to Gongzhou. I heard that the Marquis of Zhenbei settled in Zhizhou Mansion. These days, the things sent by the people have not been broken."

The servant girl was talking to herself, completely unaware of Miss's flushed cheeks.

The new Zhizhou's surname is Xu, and Gongzhou is remote, far away from the political center of Shangjing, so not many people would like to come here.

However, Gongzhou has just experienced a natural and man-made disaster, and it is a time when everything is waiting for improvement. If it is done well, it will be recorded in the merit book, and future promotions will be smoother.

Xu Yuan thought for a while, and dragged his family to take up the post.

Xu Ling is Xu Yuan's legitimate daughter. Now she has become the daughter of the magistrate. She is the first in the circle of noble ladies in Gongzhou.

After passing the arch, Xu Ling suddenly stopped.

The maid was confused and followed her gaze.

The deep weeping willows seem to separate two worlds, and also add a touch of charm to the scenery inside.

Stepping on the white stone with the raised embroidered shoes adorned with bright pearls, the beauty leaned forward to pick daffodils in the pond.

The lotus-colored skirt is spread on the railing, and a white arm stretches out from the sleeve. The ice-clear posture is thrilling, towering and trembling like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, beautiful and fragile.

The light that leaked through the gaps in the leaves fell on the beauty's white jade-like face, giving off a faint halo.

Anyone who saw this scene couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear that if they made a sound, the delicate beauty would fall into the pool in shock.

Soon, outsiders realized their unnecessary worries.

As he got closer, the half of his waist covered by the railing was revealed.

There was a very thin line pinched out of the girdle, weak and vulnerable, but it fell into a pair of thick palms.

Those hands are obviously very familiar with the things in their palms, as if they have carefully rubbed them day and night, and tasted them inch by inch, so that the places where the fingers are embedded fit perfectly.

The muscles of the arms are smooth and the veins on the back of the hands are slightly bulging, which contains endless explosive power. They can indulge the naughty wife's willful play and always support her underneath.

This scene fell into Xu Ling's eyes, making her heart stabbed, and she couldn't help but stepped forward, blessing her body: "Marquis of Zhenbei."

(End of this chapter)