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

Chapter 69
Qiao Yuan was startled, and with all his strength, he broke off a narcissus.

Qi Cun was not affected at all, seeing that she had picked it up, he carried Qiao Yuan down calmly, with steady arms.

Xu Ling bit her lips: "The concierge is full of gifts from the people again, and everyone is a wise and mighty Marquis of Zhenbei."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yuan poked his head out curiously.

Qi Cun pressed her fluttering little head back into his arms, turned around and nodded coldly.

Xu Ling couldn't see the face of the woman in his arms, but could only see the corners of the skirt revealing from the hem of the black dress.

Delicate and pretty, with a naivety that doesn't know the world.

Xu Ling heard in the morning that the Marquis of Zhenbei had brought in a woman, and quickly sent someone to find out where she came from.

Xu Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that Zhenbei Hou had been investigating cases outside the city incognito before. Maybe it was some farm girl who shamelessly hooked up with him.

This peasant girl relied on her good looks to be charming and charming, and actually managed to seduce the Marquis to play with her all day long. When she came in, sooner or later, she would have to send these people away.

She couldn't help taking a step forward: "At noon, Daddy is hosting a banquet in the courtyard, and wants to invite Lord Hou to have a drink with him."

Xu Ling's father didn't say this himself, but she knew that he always doted on her, so it didn't matter if he told a little lie.

The Marquis of Zhenbei was temporarily staying at her home, so he would not even refuse her small request.

Unexpectedly, Marquis Zhenbei just glanced at her, Xu Ling's heartbeat quickened slightly, and he heard him say: "This Marquis has been busy investigating and dealing with Zhang's family these days, and he is busy with affairs, so please sue Master Xu for me."

I have time to pick flowers with that peasant girl, but I don't have time to go to her father's banquet.

Xu Ling thought she was a lady of every family, so naturally she didn't have the nerve to ask, so she could only watch the two walk away.

She stomped her feet, thought for a while, and ran towards her father's study.

Xu Ling went to the study to deliver soup to her father, and that time she happened to meet her father and the Marquis of Zhenbei to discuss matters.

The man has star eyebrows and sharp eyes, wide shoulders and narrow waist, even the deep gold-woven clothes can't cover his flesh like iron bumps, and the fiery breath almost breaks through the clothes.

Dad told her that the man was the famous Marquis of Zhenbei.

Xu Ling thought that such an upright man should be her husband.

Inside the study of Xu Mansion.

"Do you want to marry Zhenbeihou?"

Xu Ling met her father's surprised gaze and nodded shyly.

"Father, the Marquis of Zhenbei is very popular now, and you will not suffer at all when he is your son-in-law."

Xu Yuan nodded. If the Marquis of Zhenbei was really his son-in-law, and the two men helped each other and were united, he would not worry about his official career going smoothly.

"However, Marquis of Zhenbei already has a wife." Xu Yuan said regretfully.

Xu Ling's head was covered and she lost her voice: "What?"

Xu Yuan looked at his daughter, "It's the girl next to Zhenbeihou, who was born in a famous family in Beijing."

He joked: "Mrs. Zhenbei Hou's natal family is richer than ours. Your father is not that capable of forcing him to stop his wife and remarry."

Xu Ling's face turned blue and white, on the one hand, he was ashamed that he had just regarded the lady of the head as a coquettish, and on the other hand, he was surprised that the husband he finally fell in love with had already married a wife.

But, so what, how many men there are who don't have three wives and four concubines still depends on which one the Marquis of Zhenbei likes.

Xu Ling gritted her teeth and felt that she should give it a try. She left her father's shouts behind and ran towards the yard where Zhenbei Hou lived.

It was very quiet inside.

Xu Ling had no time to be surprised and ran into the house. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly heard a strange gasp.

"Uh... no, it's too much, I can't eat it..."

This is the charming complaint of a woman.

"Okay, I could eat it before, but how long ago did it stop?"

The man coaxed eagerly, his low voice was hoarse.

How could Xu Ling forget this voice? The Marquis of Zhenbei, who was so cold and solemn in front of her, turned out to be so anxious in front of his wife.

He rushed up to ask again, Xu Ling knew that he was just asking for humiliation, so he turned and left silently.

In the inner room, Qiao Yuan pinched his nose and poured down a bowl of medicine with a bitter face.

Qi Cun thought that her body was weak and she only ate a small amount of food at each meal. Sooner or later, her body would be exhausted, so she specially found a recipe to recuperate her body.

The prescription is a combination of dietary supplements and medicinal supplements, which is actually not unpleasant to drink, but Qiao Yuan is used to being squeamish and cannot bear the slightest pain.

There are medicinal materials in the prescription, no matter how small the amount is, it is still bitter. Every time Qi Cun coaxes his wife to drink this stuff, it is a big project, so he has to send all the maids away.

Originally, she drank it once a month, but the few days when Qiao Yuan was taken captive to Zuoling Mansion happened to be the day to drink this thing, and she thought complacently that she had escaped.

Qi Cun wiped the corners of her mouth: "So good."

Qiao Yuan said in a daze: "Did there be any noise just now?"

Qi Cun kissed her at the corner of his mouth: "You heard wrong."

The simple little beauty didn't care.

The next few days were calm, Qiao Yuan left Zhizhou Mansion, and on the day he was about to return to Beijing, he unexpectedly ran into Zhizhou's daughter.

Qiao Yuan nodded, but saw that the girl ran away in a flash, her face red and white, as if she had seen a ghost.

Qiao Yuan looked at it, feeling confused for a moment.

The return trip went smoothly this time, the carriage wobbled on the official road for nearly half a month, and finally arrived in Shangjing.

In front of Zhenbeihou's mansion, Jin Shu had received the news earlier, and had already led the servant girl to wait here.

An ebony carriage gradually appeared in sight.

Jin Shu was overjoyed and walked down the steps.

That day when she entered the house to help Qiao Yuan wash up, she suddenly found that there was no one on the couch, and was startled. It was not until the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion came over in a hurry to tell him that the Marquis and his wife had secretly taken a carriage to go to Gongzhou earlier, that she put down half of her bed. Heart comes.

Jin Shu grew up in a high-ranking gentry family. There were many red tapes in the big family, and they were very strict about conduct and behavior. They couldn't tolerate any mistakes. He had never been shocked like this before.

Even if you want to visit someone's house a street away, you have to plan it half a month in advance, and you can just leave as fast as you want.

A dignified first-grade martial lord, he behaved so unbridled, treating the rules as nothing, and with his charming wife, he did not alarm anyone.

Men are like beasts in the wilderness. They have not been bathed in Confucianism and etiquette, and they act according to their nature. They come and go in the circle of Shangjing, and even abducted the most dazzling pearl in Shangjing.

However, he was appointed as a marquis and in command, and he climbed to this day with a real knife and a real sword. Few people dare to provoke him all over the capital, and no one can restrain him for a while.

After Jin Shu was surprised, he felt resentful again and began to worry about his wife who was as fragile as porcelain.

The journey is long and Gongzhou is bitterly cold. How can the delicate flower that grew up in a small greenhouse bear it? How can the lady bear it after a few months apart and the Marquis has not brought anyone around to serve him?

She was anxious, afraid that she would see the tragic scene of withered leaves and petals curled up listlessly.

The carriage gradually stopped.

Jin Shu was about to step forward when he saw the curtain being lifted open from the inside by a thick hand.

(End of this chapter)