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

Chapter 7 Horse Riding
At that time, Xiaoyu was still a sweeping girl, and the little sister was busy, so she took over the shift and set foot in this exquisite and luxurious small building.

The beautiful lady, with her hair loose, was leaning against the window and looking out in a daze.

Noticing Xiaoyu's gaze, Madam looked at her and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

The red dress is like fire, the blue hair is like a waterfall, and the skin is as white as snow. The simple red, black and white colors make up a enchantress who turns all living beings upside down.

With sharp eyes, Xiaoyu saw that as she turned her head, a dense scar was exposed under her neck.

You can imagine how hard that person was at that time.

When Xiaoyu thinks back to this day, she still seems to feel the possessiveness that makes her scalp numb.

As time passed, Ah Yue's breathing sounded in the room.

Xiaoyu struggled out of the memory, blew out the lamp, and put on the bedding.

At the last banquet, she asked her neighbor elder brother who grew up with her to wait at the small gate of Changningbo Mansion in advance.

Originally wanted to take the opportunity to steal the young master out of the mansion and exacerbate the conflict between Qiao Yuan and Zhenbeihou's mansion, but he was discovered at the door. In desperation, he had to perform a play to escape the catastrophe.

She was right, anyway, the young master would be stolen by Lord Hou's political opponents in the event of an accident, and his whereabouts were unknown.She just wanted to be one step ahead and help the young master find a home, which was much better than not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Xiaoyu clenched the quilt tightly.

A flirtatious woman like Qiao Yuan is not good enough for Lord Hou.

Early the next morning.

According to his usual habits, Qi Cun punched a set in the yard after getting up, sweated all over, rushed down quickly, and walked to the main room.

A maid was carrying a washbasin and was about to go in.

Qi Cun asked casually: "Is Madam still awake?"

The servant girl replied: "It's time now, and the servant girl is about to go in and have a look."

A little servant girl came over and quickly grabbed her: "Sister Xiaoyu just came here, she doesn't know the rules, Madam starts every morning, and it's not time yet."

Xiaoyu glanced at the heroic Lord Hou, bit her lip and said, "It's the servant who is reckless."

Qi Cun opened the door softly, and left a sentence: "If you don't hear the summons from inside, don't come in without authorization."

Xiaoyu's face turned pale.

The curtains were not opened, the room was dimly lit, and a beautiful fragrance floated in the air.

Qi Cun didn't realize it at all, and swaggered into the inner room. There was a faint movement in the veil, and Qi Cun walked in slowly.

Sleeping Beauty was wearing a light, pure-colored silk dress, facing the bed sideways, with the quilt only covering her abdomen, and her entire figure could be seen clearly.

The curves are undulating, concave from the waist, and suddenly plump down, presenting a thrilling beauty.

Blue hair scattered over the head of the bed like a waterfall, half of her jade-like face glowed in the dark, and her bright red lips moved with her breathing, obviously still in a dream.

Qi Cun took a breath.

Lifting the veil, only then did he realize that Brother Ting had already woken up, his round eyes were open, and he was the one who made the movement just now.

The little guy gnawed his fingers boredly, crawled on his mother's body, pulled his mother's hair for a while, and arched her back with his little head.

This didn't even wake Qiao Yuan up.

In a daze, she felt that someone was teasing her, she couldn't open her eyes, she could only frown aggrievedly, and curled up pitifully, her head was about to sink into the quilt.

Qi Cun laughed silently.

Seeing that the little brat was going to hurt his mother's face, he leaned forward and said sourly: "I can only sleep in the study, but you can climb into the bed openly."

Brother Ting was not afraid of being hugged by this tall man, and excitedly said ahh.

Qi Cun pulled the messy quilt over and covered Qiao Yuan, and took his son out quietly.

Wait for Qiao Yuan to get up.After freshening up and coming to the flower hall, I saw the scene of one big and one small having breakfast in harmony.

On the table were several dewy hibiscus, evidently just picked.

Brother Ting saw his mother, stretched out his hand towards her, and babbled something.

Qiao Yuan tapped his little nose and picked him up.

Today, she was wearing a sky blue pleated skirt with a pink and white fur coat, looking fresh and elegant.

Brother Ting was hugged on Qi Cun's lap before, when she bent down, the cloak in her arms fell on his lap, and slid down with her movements.

Qi Cun moved his fingertips, and the soft and smooth cloth gently brushed over his hands, warm and cool accompanied by a momentary itch.

Breakfast was set on the table, chicken shredded goose oil rolls, water chestnut cake, longan red date porridge, crystal dumplings, served in delicate small dishes, which made people's index fingers move.

When Qiao Yuan didn't enter the house, Qi Cun only had porridge and side dishes in the morning.

Qiao Yuan ate a crystal dumpling with elegant movements.

Qi Cun on the opposite side drank a bowl of porridge in threes and fives, and filled another bowl himself.

Noticing Qiao Yuan's gaze, Qi Cun temporarily stopped his movements and looked at her suspiciously.

Qiao Yuan paused, but didn't say anything after all.

The two sides of the small table seem to be divided into extremes, one is elegant like a lady, and the other is the speed of a beast eating.

The picture is strange and harmonious.

Brother Ting watched them eat curiously, his little head followed Qiao Yuan's hand little by little, and said ahhh twice.

Qiao Yuan wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to eat?"

Brother Ting danced his little arms excitedly: "Ahhh."

People can't help but want to bully.

Qiao Yuan raised the corners of his lips, scooped up the porridge water with a spoon, and brought it to his mouth.

Brother Ting opened his mouth wide, and the next moment, he saw the spoon turn in a different direction, and his mother drank it with a smile.

He tilted his head up, didn't know what was going on at first, but just looked at her obediently, with innocent eyes.

It wasn't until Qiao Yuan sent the spoon to his mouth for the third time and took it back that he was a little anxious. There were two bags of tear bubbles in his dark and bright eyes.

Seeing that her son was about to cry, Qiao Yuan stopped in satisfaction.

Brother Ting finally tasted the taste of his heart and mind, smacked his mouth twice, and waved happily.

Qi Cun took this scene into his eyes and felt amused.He also found out now that it was impossible to expect Qiao Yuan to be like other mothers, wishing to protect the child tightly.

She treats the child like a cat, and bullies her from time to time.

After the family finished their breakfast, the butler came over with a pony.

The pony is white all over, without a trace of variegation, with thick and slender eyelashes, a docile expression, and a medium build, suitable for beginners.

Qiao Yuan's heart moved, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at Qi Cun eagerly: "This, is this given to me?"

There is an area outside the border called Dayan, which is good at producing horses. This foal was selected from a batch of horses he bought from Dayan.

When Qi Cun saw this little pony for the first time, he inexplicably felt that its clear eyes were full of agility, and its demeanor was very similar to Qiao Yuan, so he decided to bring it back by accident.

Qiao Yuan touched the horse's head and felt a little regretful: "But I'm not good at riding and shooting."

Qi Cun raised his eyebrows: "I'll teach you."

He is so kind?
Qiao Yuan was a little skeptical: "You don't need to go to the palace to report on your work?"

Qi Cun calmly said, "I was going back as fast as I could, and I will enter the palace together after the big troops return to Beijing."

Since he came back early, it's not good to go out of the house ostentatiously, so as not to provoke gossip.

Qiao Yuan thought he felt bored in the house and had nothing to do, so he taught her to ride a horse to pass the time.

She was a little hesitant, but she couldn't help being playful: "If that's the case, then I'll give it a try."

There is an empty space in the backyard of the Hou Mansion. Although it is not as good as a professional horse farm, it is enough for beginners.

Qi Cun looked at her eagerness to try, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

Qiao Yuan couldn't wait to change into simple clothes, her hair was pulled up, neat and simple, and she was excitedly preparing to show off.

Brother Ting was held in the gazebo by the wet nurse, and also babbled to cheer for his mother.

Qi Cun did what he said, and patiently taught her to put on the saddle, hold the rein, and give instructions.

During the process, the two inevitably had physical contact. Qiao Yuan looked slender, with unambiguous fleshy areas, and his whole body was limp, but both had iron-like muscles.

One hard and one soft, as if a natural fit.

Qi Cun grabbed her feet and put them on the saddle, the jade feet wrapped in the embroidered shoes were not as long as his palm, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

A warm feeling came from the ankle, Qiao Yuan felt a little uncomfortable

Ignoring her gaze, she stepped back with a serious expression, as if she was just a teacher teaching horse riding: "Take two steps."

(End of this chapter)