The cold young master's exquisite wife

Yan Wei'er has been uneasy since Third Young Master Qin left.After she lost her memory, she no longer remembers the past, but only knows that this brother loves her, so she has many attachments.

The third son of Qin went here, although he didn't tell him why, but judging from his expression, it must be extremely dangerous, so Yan Wei'er couldn't help becoming anxious.

She was bored, and when she saw a bronze mirror on the table, she got out of bed to see her appearance.After she woke up, she completely forgot what she looked like, and she was very curious.

In the bronze mirror, she did not apply makeup, showing a plain and peaceful face, her eyes were like ink, and her lips were extremely pale.She was dressed in old-fashioned civilian clothes, which hilariously wrapped around her graceful figure, sealing her girlish aura tightly.It turned out that she was a woman who looked so pale, with a dazed and helpless expression.

She sat back on the bed, wrapped her body tightly with the quilt, and fell into deep thoughts.There seems to be someone in my mind, very important, but I don't know who it is.But it's not the third son of Qin, it doesn't feel like that.That person, sometimes fierce, sometimes gentle, seemed to treat her very well.But it's not as good as the third son of Qin.

Thinking very hard, with a splitting headache, still no conclusion.She is a person with no memories.It was like jumping out of a crack in a rock, even my parents didn't remember it.

In her world, there are only Brother Qin San and Anu.In addition to saving her grandfather and mother-in-law.

The white-haired mother-in-law came in with a bowl of brown sugar water, and when she saw her sitting up, she kindly ordered: "Girl, drink up the brown sugar water."

Yan Wei'er agreed, took the bowl, took a sip, it tasted sweet, looked up at her mother-in-law, feeling intimacy.She felt sensitively that in the past, few people seemed to be willing to treat her well, and her life was very miserable.

Seeing her well-behaved appearance, the mother-in-law is a hundred times prettier than her Ah Hua, but she still can't help but think of her granddaughter Ah Hua, her eyes gradually turn red.

Yan Wei'er had already heard about A'hua, and she felt relieved: "Mother-in-law, from now on you will call me A'hua, and I will be your granddaughter." She blinked her innocent eyes, charming and cute.

"Miss Wei'er, don't look down on you now, in fact, you must be the lady of a rich family. How can you be my granddaughter?" The mother-in-law remembered that Qin Sangong took out a piece of jade pendant, which was very valuable, although they didn't I know how to look at that stuff too much, but I feel that these two people are either rich or expensive, how can I dare to climb high?

"Mother-in-law, it doesn't matter who I am?" Yan Wei'er stretched out her hand to hold her mother's rough hand, and said with a smile, "I'm willing to be your Ahua, even if it's not Ahua, I'm still your granddaughter."

The mother-in-law showed a look of joy: "Good girl, I am content with your heart." She took Yan Wei'er's hand, and the more she looked at her, the more she fell in love with her.

After drinking the brown sugar water, Yan Wei'er suddenly asked, "Mother-in-law, where is your son? Why didn't you see him?"

The mother-in-law took the bowl, sighed and said, "I've died a long time ago. It's been many years. If you don't mention it, I can hardly remember it. I still have a son." There was another long series of sighs at the end.

Yan Wei'er asked casually, but when she heard her mother-in-law say this, she felt a little regretful, and even said affectionately: "Mother-in-law, I will take care of you and grandpa in the future." She spoke very seriously.

The mother-in-law didn't take it seriously, she just felt that she was satisfied if she had this kind of intention, and the acquaintance was worthwhile.But she really fell in love with this kind-hearted girl, and when she went out with the bowl, she still had a smile on her face.

Yan Wei'er waited until the twilight was thick.

At dusk, the third son of Qin saw the farmhouse from afar.In the yard, the old man was packing up his things. The silver-haired old woman came out of the house, raised her eyes to look at the sky, and then stretched out her hand to put the clothes hanging on the rope into the house.

The peaceful and quiet dusk seemed to be full of some kind of danger.

The third son of Qin came all the way, and he always felt uneasy, or he was overwhelmed. Even if he heard the sound of footsteps on the road, he always felt that he was following him.

He didn't care too much, he just wanted to pick up Wei'er as soon as possible, and then go to Ji Lianbienuo to rescue the soldiers together, so that Wei'er can be settled with peace of mind, so that he won't worry about her condition day and night.

He got off his horse, tied the horse in the yard, greeted his mother-in-law and grandpa with a smile, then strode into the room, shouting: "Wei Er! Wei Er!"

Yan Wei'er heard the voice of Third Young Master Qin, and responded happily: "Brother is back! Brother Qin San!" The attachment was beyond words, without any concealment.

She waited anxiously, wondering in her heart that if something bad happened to Mr. Qin, would he never return?With all doubts gone, she stretched out her hands like a little girl to welcome her brother's return, and plunged into the arms of Third Young Master Qin: "Brother, it will be good if you come back!" Her words were full of grievances and concerns.

The third son of Qin was also very moved. Seeing that she was like a helpless little girl, full of the tenderness of a younger sister, who was really like a relative, he couldn't help gently stroking her head, and said softly: "Brother doesn't care where he goes. will drop you."

"Really?" She raised her innocent eyes, which were crystal clear.

The third son of Qin smiled and gave her a positive look, but he couldn't tell what emotion it was.The relationship between men and women, it seems, has not yet reached that level, it is more about caring for the younger sister, and even includes the love of the father for his daughter.

Third Young Master Qin lowered his head and asked, "Wei'er, did you feel better? Can you catch the night?"

Yan Wei'er nodded, seeing his anxious face: "Are we going to leave soon?" Thinking of just promising her mother-in-law to be her granddaughter, it is a bit unreasonable to leave immediately.

Qin Sangong's handsome face was full of exhaustion: "We must go, let's go to Ji Lian's family first, it will be safer there."

Yan Wei'er really had no impression of Ji Lian's family, she didn't reflect at all, she just murmured: "I just promised my mother-in-law that I would be her granddaughter, and I also said that I would take care of her and grandpa until the end of my life."

The third son of Qin was really embarrassed when he saw her innocent face, and after only a day of walking, she made many promises and went out, unconsciously smiling slightly: "I will come back to pick up grandpa and mother-in-law when the matter at hand is settled. Take it home and go to the elderly, okay?"

At this time, the mother-in-law heard the conversation between the two outside the door, she wiped her tears and said: "Good girl, go back with brother, as long as you can remember us in your heart." Although she was told to go, her tone was reluctant to part.

The third son of Qin knelt down on one leg to his mother-in-law, his voice trembling slightly: "The great kindness of mother-in-law and grandfather, we will remember it in our hearts and never dare to forget it. I will go here and come to pick up the two elders soon."

The mother-in-law's silver hair looked even whiter in the dimming light: "Don't talk about it. It's just a matter of little effort." He helped the third son of Qin up, and said: "I'm going to ask the old man to come and change the medicine for Miss Weier. Let's go." Then he turned and went out.

The third son of Qin and Yan Wei'er looked at each other, before they could speak, they heard the mother-in-law let out a miserable cry, and hurried out the door.