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

Chapter 71 See Through
When the news came back, Mrs. Wang was furious. She felt that Qi Ling had disgraced the Marquis's family, and she kept making excuses. In a fit of anger, she asked her to kneel in the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was shady and cool, the air-conditioning penetrated into Qiao Yuan's skin, chilling the bones, Qi Ling's clothes were thin, it was impossible to imagine how she knelt here all night.

"Get up quickly and come back with me."

Qi Ling didn't move, her eyes were stiff.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help but turned to her and said softly, "It's so cold here. If you don't leave, I won't care about you anymore."

The little beauty said this without any burden, with a charming and innocent expression.

Qi Ling was still unresponsive.

Qiao Yuan said again: "Instead of kneeling here to prove your innocence, it is better to spend time to prove your innocence."

Qiao Yuan stretched out an arm, and the white jade-like arm was covered in small pimples from the cold.

Qi Ling's eyes moved, and when she touched it with her fingers, it turned out to be cold to the touch.

Qiao Yuan has a weak constitution and is afraid of cold and heat. She almost has to build a greenhouse to suit her.

Qi Ling suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Can I hug you?"

Qiao Yuan was taken aback, thinking she was also cold: "Okay."

Qi Ling straightened up little by little, approached slowly, put her arms through the soft willow waist, and finally carefully rested her head on the thin shoulder.

She didn't dare to put all the weight of her head on it, fearing that the delicate and frail little beauty would not be able to bear it, so she had no choice but to cling to it weakly.

Qiao Yuan looks slender, but in fact she has a small frame, and the areas where flesh should grow are not clear at all. She is so soft when you hold her that in the past, men's big hands couldn't tear it off once they touched it.

The closeness of the clothes gradually generated heat, and Qiao Yuan didn't feel so cold now, so he didn't hurry to urge her to leave.

The stiff body warmed up little by little. Qi Ling rested his head on her thin shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance with the tip of his nose, and slowly said: "...I know who did it."

Her longevity picture was written bit by bit under Wang's nose, and Wang knew very well whether she was being fooled or not.

Now that such an accident occurs, she has no problem, and the maids have no courage to cause trouble. Only Qi Wei, who can enter and leave Shou'antang at will, has the opportunity to make a move.

Taking advantage of Qi Cun's absence, Mrs. Wang specially asked the housekeeper to transfer Qi Wei to Shou'an Hall.

The housekeeper disagreed, so she went to Qi Ling again: "Mom is old and can't bear the pain of separation. You and Wei'er are both my daughters. Mom just wants to see you two sisters doing well."

Qi Ling has never been loved by her family since she was a child, and after finally returning to her mother's side, seeing Wang shi crying in front of her, she still couldn't bear to let her down.

If she is obedient, can mother love her too?

With secret expectations, Qi Ling agreed.

After hearing her pleading, the butler looked at her with wise and pityful eyes, and finally let go.

She thought that if she was obedient and took a step back, Mrs. Wang would pity her as her own daughter. Unexpectedly, as soon as this incident happened, Mrs. Wang would not even investigate and directly convicted her.

Qiao Yuan looked at the expressionless Qi Ling, and couldn't help poking her face.

Qi Ling turned her head and looked at her calmly.

Qiao Yuan said in a low voice: "Why don't we go out first, it's very uncomfortable here, and no one usually comes here, I feel cool on the back of my neck."

Timid, squeamish, and a bit afraid of ghosts, little waste.

Qi Ling couldn't help laughing, but in the end he still pulled the sister-in-law's sleeve and brought her out.

The sun is shining brightly outside, and it seems like two different worlds from the ancestral hall inside.

Qi Wei's method was not very clever, Qiao Yuan did a little research, and the matter became clear.

Qi Ling writes in Shou'an Hall every day. She takes advantage of the opportunity to come and go at will, avoiding people's eyes, and mixes a special dye into Qi Ling's ink.

The words written with this dye will slowly disappear after a period of time, as if they had never been written.

Qi Wei counted the time. At the beginning, the ingredients were small, and the effect was slow. When the Longevity Picture was finished, the dosage would be increased.

The night before attending the banquet, Qi Ling checked it carefully and found nothing unusual, so he put it in the box properly.

Unexpectedly, on this night, the special dye took effect, making the Longevity Map invisible.

The servants found remnants of the dye in Qi Wei's room, and the evidence was conclusive. Qiao Yuan ordered Qi Wei to be beaten twenty sticks in front of Wang's face, and then drove back to the side courtyard.

Wang's lips moved a few times, trying to stop it, but it was useless.

In the final analysis, the Zhenbeihou Mansion was brought down by Qi Cun, and Qiao Yuan, as a serious mistress, spoke much more useful words than Wang's.

If Qi Cun came back, he might still scold Xiao Jiaojiao who was raising the people in the house for not eating, and bothering him with these trivial matters.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, Qi Wei was carried and thrown to the side courtyard of the Hou Mansion.

Wang's is a typical bully and fear of violence. Relying on Qi Ling's admiration, she abused her own daughter at will, but she dared not say a word to the arrogant Qiao Yuan.

She knew that the current prosperity and wealth were all brought about by Qi Cun, but she had not cared much about this son since he was a child. When Qi Cun was hungry when he was a child, he would run to the mountains and hunt wild fruits and tits to satisfy his hunger.

Raised by heaven and earth, he grew up little by little like a wolf cub. This son has never had any ethics in his heart. If she dares to touch his heart, he can drive her back to her hometown to farm.

In the end, Wang clutched her heart and pointed at the two of them, and fell back.

Qiao Yuan didn't care about her, and slowly dragged Qi Ling out of Shou'an Hall, and led her to see the cartload of gifts he brought back.

at dinner.

Under Hongyu's surprised gaze, Qiao Yuan slowly finished a chicken shredded roll, a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings, and a bowl of old duck soup.

When she wanted to stop using her chopsticks, she thought of Qi Cun today saying that he never had enough to eat when he was a child. Looking at the table full of delicacies, Qiao Yuan forced herself to eat more.

In the end, she was overwhelmed.

The moonlight shines like a ray of light on the beautiful face, adding a faint halo.

With a bitter face, Qiao Yuan was helped by Hongyu to digest food in the yard, feeling a little ashamed.

Don't embarrass yourself if you can't finish eating in the future, just leave it for Qi Cun as an extra meal.

Qiao Yuan walked around and sat down to rest.

Jin Shu touched her belly and decided to bring a bowl of digestion soup.

Qiao Yuan was sitting in the pavilion, almost resting. Seeing that Jin Shu didn't come back for a while, she stood up and was about to leave.

The moonlight did not reach the shadows, Qiao Yuan stepped on the ground and fell into the nearby pond.

The water in the pool is slightly cool.

Water flowed from all sides and squeezed into the nasal cavity little by little.

A sense of suffocation came slowly, Qiao Yuan's chest was burning with pain, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Wow -
The water surface broke, silvery water splashed everywhere, and a figure broke through the water and attacked her.

Qiao Yuan drowsily opened a slit in his eyes, and a similar scene appeared from somewhere in his memory.

Qi Cun saw this scene as soon as he returned home. His heartbeat was so frightened that he jumped into the water without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)