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

Chapter 72
The beauty's hair spread out in the water, black hair and snow skin, like a dream.

Qi Cun didn't even dare to take a second look, his lips were trembling, his face was like gold paper, and he quickly carried Qiao Yuan ashore.

The little daughter-in-law leaned softly in his arms, her face was snow-white, and her eyes were closed.

With trembling hands, Qi Cun forced himself to rescue calmly.

Time passed slowly.

The eyes of the tall and big man slowly turned red, his heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand, tightened a little bit, and he gradually began to be out of breath.

Qi Cun's head felt as if someone had hit him with a stick, and there was a buzzing sound. He could no longer hear any sounds from the outside world, and all he could see was that beautiful, silent face.

"Daughter-in-law..."Don't leave me behind.

Qiao Yuan coughed up water suddenly, eyes still open Qiao Yuan coughed up water suddenly, eyes still open, slender white fingers clenched the hem of the man's clothes.

The black and white world is reinfused with color.

Qi Cun was still in a daze, so he reacted quickly with his hands and feet, patting her on the back to help her calm down.

The little beauty was wet all over, her pupils were dilated, and she hadn't recovered from the fright just now, her slender body was trembling slightly.

Qi Cun's eyes were red, and he hugged her so tightly that Qiao Yuan felt a little pained, but she was still confused now, and it was rare that she didn't push him away coquettishly.

Their bodies were so close that there was no gap between them. Qiao Yuan rested on his violent chest, and her heartbeats were driven by him, gradually becoming the same frequency.

Qiao Yuan finally gained some strength, slowly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth.

Qi Cun trembled and leaned down, approaching those bright red lips.

"Are you from Suzhou?"

After a long time, Qi Cun adjusted his expression, as steady and reliable as ever, as if he wasn't the one who was afraid of being soft-handed just now.

"Why do you ask this suddenly? I'm not from Suzhou, but from Shiyang County."

The night is dark, the shadow of the moon is lingering, and the sound of insects can be faintly heard in the distance.

Qi Cun patted his young wife's back and squeezed her hands and feet until he felt Qiao Yuan's cold body warming up little by little, and her stiff expression slowly came to life.

Qiao Yuan is now lying in his arms, able to speak and move, and her beautiful watery eyes can still look at him with dignity.

Thinking of her silent appearance with her eyes closed just now, Qi Cun's throat choked, as if she had experienced the rest of her life after a catastrophe, her eye sockets were hot.

Shiyang County is [-] miles away from Suzhou, and the two places cannot be reached by eight poles. It takes a month to walk on two feet.

Qi Cun's family background was not good when he was a child, so he probably didn't have any extra money to run around.

Qiao Yuan felt that her body was heavy and her throat was in severe pain. Her eyes were sour and misty, but somehow she did not give up: "Then have you ever stayed in Suzhou for a while?"

The water-soaked clothes clung to his body, bringing a chill.

Qi Cun took off his coat and wrapped it around her, holding her tightly with his strong arms.

Although he wondered why Qiao Yuan was so obsessed with this question, he still answered honestly.

"No, I grew up in Shiyang until I was 12 years old, and then I went to the border to join the army. I haven't stayed in any place for a long time."

Qiao Yuan didn't know why this idea suddenly came up just now, but now that his consciousness slowly returned, he realized how ridiculous this idea was.

More than ten years ago, Qiao's father was sent to Suzhou to be an official, and Qiao Yuan grew up there until he was six years old.

She once followed someone out of the city to play and accidentally fell into the river. There was no one around at that time. In the blur, there was also such a figure in her mind, breaking through the wind and waves and swimming towards her.

But she had suffocated in the water for too long, and passed out before she got ashore. When she woke up, she saw Gu Zhong standing in front of her, gently comforting this beautiful little sister.

Yes, how could it be such a coincidence.

If Qi Cun saved her, why did she see Gu Zhong when she woke up?

Perhaps it was because the underwater scene just now was so familiar that she had such a far-fetched association.

Qiao Yuan closed her eyes and exhaled.

Her whole body was drenched, and there were still drops of water on her crow's eyelashes, and her black hair was soaked on her snow-white cheeks and neck, like a beautiful ghost coming out of the water in a script.

Because she was leaning against Qi Cun's body, some hairs got into his clothes, bringing a numb itching.

Qi Cun's eyes darkened.

He had heard from Qiao Yuan before that Gu Zhong had saved her when she was a child.

The grace of saving lives, what a special and close relationship, especially between young men and women, when outsiders hear it, their eyes will become warm.Ambiguous.

Qi Cun reminded himself that he is the one who sleeps on the same bed with Qiao Yuan every day, and he is the one who can leave kisses on her face every day. That Gu Zhong has long since died, and will never appear again In front of Qiao Yuan.

But, the grace of saving life, these four words swirled on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't help being jealous to the point of madness.

As long as it is related to Qiao Yuan, Qi Cun has an abnormal possessive desire. He even longs for the whole world to be so narrow that it can only accommodate him and Qiao Yuan. All her profound experiences and emotions are only related to him.

However, Gu Zhong has already had a special connection with Qiao Yuan in a place that he cannot touch.

No matter how powerful he was, he was only outside, powerless to watch this unique tacit understanding between the two sides.But this kind of relationship is not easy to break, even death can't change it.

Qi Cun held back the sourness that was about to rush out, fearing that Qiao Yuan would catch a cold after wearing wet clothes for a long time, stood up with her in his arms, and walked towards the main courtyard.

Qiao Yuan put her tender hands on his shoulders, pressed her forehead against his neck, felt water dripping on her face, and raised her head slightly.

Qi Cun just dived into the water, his hair was spread out, his black eyes were bloodshot, a few strands of black hair were wet and stuck to his angular face, and water was still dripping down.

He looked very embarrassed, and he didn't have the prestige of Zhenbeihou at all.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help but raised her hand with great effort and touched his face.

She was firm and solemn, and felt bad to the touch. Unlike her face, which was white and tender, and could pinch out a piece of soft flesh.

Qiao Yuan felt that if she said this idea, Qi Cun would definitely be amused, and then leaned into her ear shamelessly.

He whispered what a big man would do with a soft face, he is the best, so that he can stand up in front of outsiders.

Qi Cun felt the strength on his face, lowered his head and kissed her cheek: "Don't be afraid, my husband is here."

The little beauty's nose felt sore, and she felt that Qi Cun was more scared than she was.

Everyone in the main courtyard was startled by how wet Lord Hou and his wife came back, they hurriedly boiled hot water and called the doctor.

Qiao Yuan's body was weak, and when she arrived at the main courtyard, her head was already groggy.

She felt like she was being put into hot water, and rough hands were roaming around her body, but for the first time there was no trace of desire.

Take a shower, dry off the water, wrap up in a warm blanket, and place it gently on the couch.

Be careful, like treating a precious and fragile vase, you can't be sloppy at all.

The doctor came in a hurry, took his pulse, and with the dark expression on the Marquis's face, he said with fear that he was frightened by falling into the water, and the evil wind had entered his body, so he quickly prescribed a prescription and fried it.

Lying on the couch, the little beauty thought in a daze that Qi Cun was really at a loss for marrying her, he couldn't beat her, scold her, and had to deal with her temper tantrums from time to time, wondering if he had regretted it.

(End of this chapter)