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

Chapter 80
Da Zhuang touched the peace charm on his chest and agreed without much hesitation.

So the two of them went to Shangjing together.

After entering the city, the two of them had little money, so they had to rent a dilapidated place to stay. They then moved goods to the dock for a few days and earned enough money for a period of time.

On this day, Da Zhuang had just returned home after moving the goods. He was sweating profusely from his bronzed skin. Most of his clothes were wet, and he was exuding steam.

The place where we stayed was a mixed bag, and across the door lived a kiln girl who made a living by picking up customers. Every time she saw Da Zhuang, her eyes would light up.

Da Zhuang entered the room, and Zhao Yong came up to him with an excited expression: "I heard a piece of news today. There is a village near here that is short of long-term workers, and the wages are sufficient."

He compared his fingers, which was much better than their exhausting work.

Since Da Zhuang came to Shangjing, not only did he not calm down, but he became more and more irritable.

But he didn't know anything about it now. His restless heart was buried in his body, like a blocked torrent, suffocating him so much that he had nowhere to vent.

Hearing what Zhao Yong said now, he couldn't arouse much interest, the fire in his body was going to drive him crazy.

Seeing his calm expression, Zhao Yong leaned over unwillingly: "Do you know who this Zhuangzi belongs to?"

He gave it up and saw Da Zhuang glanced at him.

It was an ordinary glance, but Zhao Yong's hair stood up for a moment, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

It wasn't until the man looked away that Zhao Yong came back to his senses and said angrily.

"It's the famous Zhen Guogong's mansion!"

"I heard that the Duke's wife is going to live there recently. The people in the village are afraid that the lady will not be satisfied, so they urgently recruit long-term workers to repair the old things there."

four months ago.

Qi Ling received a letter from his sister-in-law who was far away in Shangjing.

The letter informed her of the war in Yuzhou. Fortunately, she followed the people from the escort agency to the nearby state capital.

I only wrote back to report that I was safe.

But only four months later, when the obituary of Lord Zhen Guo came out, Qi Ling, who was traveling abroad, heard about it and hurried back.

During this period of time, she has been sunburned even darker, but her personality has become a little more resolute, her facial features are heroic, and there is a faint resemblance between her brows.

Now the Duke of Zhen's mansion is old and young, and his sister-in-law is weak. Hearing the news of his brother's death, he fell ill all of a sudden. Duke Zhen urgently needs a person in charge.

The matters such as being granted a title, expressing gratitude, and managing the tomb were all supported by Qiao Yuan who fell ill. Although the emperor thought of Qi Cun and arranged for people in the palace to take care of things, she could only take part in many matters now.

Originally, according to the status of the Duke of Zhen, it should be a grand funeral, but now it is a troubled time, the emperor is about to die, and the next crown prince has not yet been selected.

On this day, Qi Ling finished his work and went to visit his sister-in-law as usual.

Qiao Yuan was lying on the soft couch in front of the window, staring out the window blankly. He turned around when he heard her coming in.

A snow-white silk handkerchief was placed on the beauty's forehead, her eyebrows were picturesque, her lips were light-colored, and her whole body was so weak that it would break if folded.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Qi Ling's eyes.

She still finds it unbelievable until now, and when she left, she saw the deep affection between the two, as if it could last forever, but she didn't expect her brother to leave in just a few months.

The big tree was destroyed, and where should the dodder flowers attached to it go?

Qi Ling sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any distressed emotions in front of his delicate sister-in-law, he just sat on the side of the couch and talked about some interesting things outside to amuse him.

Qiao Yuan didn't want her to worry, her eyes were clear, and she bent her lips cooperatively: "It's been hard for you these days."

Before he finished speaking, his throat felt itchy, and he couldn't help coughing into his handkerchief, and his eye circles suddenly turned red.

When Qi existed in the past, she spoiled her with everything, the little beauty only had to eat, drink and have fun, but now that he is gone, Qi Ling has to worry about it.

Why is she so useless.

Qi Ling hurriedly brought a glass of water over and fed Qiao Yuan to drink.

She didn't feel that the little sister-in-law was a burden at all. The first time she saw Qiao Yuan, she thought that such a beautiful little beauty should always be on top and carefree.

Who would have thought that fate tricks people.Qiao Yuan coughed a few times, her pale cheeks were blushing, her eyes were a little watery, her soft hair was hanging on her chest, and there was a freshness in her frailty.

Seeing her listless look, Qi Ling thought for a while, the little sister-in-law stays in the mansion, and the situation makes her feel better, her health will not get better, so it's better to change the environment and relax.

After listening to Qiao Yuan, he was taken aback for a moment, and just about to refuse, he hesitated again.

Now all the trivial matters in the mansion are piled up on Qi Ling, Qiao Yuan also feels guilty because he has to worry about her health when he is busy.

Not wanting Qi Ling to worry too much, Qiao Yuan had no choice but to agree.

I chose a Zhuangzi with a beautiful scenery, which is a bit far away, but at this time, I just want to be clean with few people.

Qiao Yuan had never been to this Zhuangzi before, and when he got off the carriage, there was already a steward and a maid waiting at the door.

The steward, surnamed Zhang, stepped forward to salute attentively: "Madam, your yard is ready."

The cleaning of Zhuangzili is fairly clean. Although it is not as good as the mansion along the way, it is still considered magnificent.

Qiao Yuan walked in with his cone hat on.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by.

The veil was lifted up slightly, revealing her jade-like chin, and a bit of bright red lip color could be seen faintly.

Like a red lotus growing on the top of a cliff on a snow-capped mountain, it is so delicate that it is difficult to touch, but it silently entices people to get closer.

Qingsha quickly regained her composure, so fast that few saw this scene.

But he didn't expect that for such a brief moment, he would be captured by a man.

At that moment, all the surrounding colors dimmed instantly, and only that figure remained in sight.

The only thing in Da Zhuang's ears was his own drumming heartbeat, which was almost deafening.

Is this love at first sight?

Da Zhuang stared at the figure blankly, something in his heart broke quickly, and the blood in his body was ignited in an instant, boiling so much that his whole body was almost on fire.

It was as if the nerves that had been restless for months were suddenly soothed. After a brief moment of satisfaction, an even stronger heat erupted, urging him to do something.

But what should he do?
Da Zhuang stood there in a daze, with veins popping out of his forehead forbearance.

Such fiery eyes...

Qiao Yuan suddenly stopped her feet, turned around, and lifted up the gauze with her delicate white fingers.

No one was there.

Is she out of addiction? Qiao Yuan lowered his eyelashes.

The maidservant on Zhuangzi had never seen his wife before, and only heard that she was a great beauty. Now this stunning face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she could only stare blankly.

Qiao Yuan put down the veil, "Let's go."

She was hiding something in her heart, and she didn't pay attention to the reactions around her. She said she was tired and asked the steward to lead her directly to her yard.

The majestic servants surrounded the lady and left.

In the corner of the wall, a piece of coarse cloth was exposed.

Qi Cun looked down at himself in a daze, and there was still a pile of wood at his feet.

After a day's work, the clothes on his body were soaked in sweat, with one dark piece and one shallow piece, and the hem of the clothes was still dirty with dust.

He didn't need to look in the mirror, he knew how embarrassed he was at the moment.

(End of this chapter)