The turtle slave and the guardian looked at the hospital and delayed, and the bustard mother circled around the jade warp a few times, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to calculate this down-and-out woman. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The more arrogant and untamed the official women, the more she likes them, watching them hold in the palm of her hand, unbearable torture, from the initial angry scolding and resistance, to slowly slackening and yielding, until finally sinking and completely falling into the dust, her heart is strangely satisfied.

And the stubborn woman bought by this hundred taels of silver made her blood burn, and the hatred that was trampled on by the wife of the mansion in her early years became alive little by little because of her.

Yuqiao suffered a lot, and in the end, both of them were tossed.

The willows on the moon, the front yard is full of fragrance, a dark place, a burrow, wax tears dripping, the bustard mother sat on the chair, swaying on tiptoes, glanced at the woman who lowered her eyebrows, kneeling in front of her, put down the tea that had eaten half a cup in her hand "bang", wiped the corners of her mouth, and said scornfully: "It's not a clear woman, what kind of chaste martyr is pretending?" Have you ever been disobedient? ”

"I swear to die." He is full of vegetarian clothes, black oil and temples, and his lips are stained with blood.

Bustard Niang leaned over suddenly, stretched out her arms and rushed towards her, her fingers were as thin as withered branches, she pinched Yuqiao's jaw coldly and slipperily, and said gloomily: "Have you seen the three nursing homes by the door?" ”

Seeing Yuqiao's disdain, he grabbed her face and looked at the door, it was already October weather, with open clothes and bare chests, thick shoulders and round waists, and colored eyes. Desire to cross the stream.

Seeing the fleeting fear in Yuqiao's eyes, she let go of her hand with satisfaction, glanced at the turtle slave, took the pill handed over, and smiled with a coo: "This is a good thing, Mom I like you, so I gave it to you, and I won't give it if others want to eat it, with this, don't talk about these three nursing homes, a few more, you are willing to ......!"

Yuqiao instantly understood that the bustard's mother had lost her patience, and she would never stop if she was not pressed into the dust tonight.

She slowly stood up, combed her sideburns with her hands, and a faint smile appeared on her lips: "You have to let me look at them......!"

"Humph!" Bustard Niang snorted from her nostrils proudly, this is the toughest official woman she has ever seen, she can still break her spine, bend her arrogance, and make her obediently surrender to herself.

Yuqiao didn't look at her anymore, and walked in the direction of the snickering nursing home step by step,

The night is deep, the moon is clear, and the sheng is mournful.

On the black lacquered and gold-painted flowers and birds on the long table, the candlestick wax was in full swing, she passed by and paused for ......!

"Stop her!" The bustard's voice was like the crow of a rooster pinched by one hand on its neck, sharp and thin, poignant and long, piercing into people's hearts.

......

Yu Qiao sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, and the beads of sweat on his forehead covered a dense layer.

She couldn't help but stroke her cheeks, it was very hot, but there was no heart-wrenching pain, and when she spread her palms in front of her eyes, it was smooth and soft, and there was no trace of blood.

Zhou Zhenwei is no longer there. Through the red tent, I saw that the sky was already bright, there were autumn insects chirping endlessly, the osmanthus tree was swaying in the wind, and the sweet fragrance seeped in along the window cracks, and the room was full of fragrance.

The brocade curtain was lifted, Bixiu came in with a copper basin of hot water, and tiptoed to the bed, gently teasing the tent, but saw Yuqiao's eyes stunned, as if thinking about something.

"Miss is getting up late today, the ancestor already knows about being drugged by the second grandmother yesterday, and sent Zhulan to say hello a few times, if Miss doesn't get up again, I will ask the doctor to take a look!"

Hearing Bixiu say this, Yuqiao felt that her shoulder blades were cold and swishing, and she lowered her head, but she was not wearing an inch, and she was really unbearable to recall last night.

Although she is obsessed with the desire of the drug. burned himself, but he also knew how Zhou Zhenwei did not save him when he saw death, and then how he took advantage of the danger of others to rob him while he was in a position of being killed and insubordinate.

"This filthy big ruffian!" Yu Qiao muttered and scolded hatefully, while wrapping her chest tightly with a cold quilt, she looked around, and pulled out the crumpled mandarin duck playing belly pocket from the edge of the bed, and was dumbfounded for a while, it was red, white and white, all traces of drying up after emotion.

Yuqiao hurriedly threw it aside, and when she saw Bixiu standing on the edge of the couch, she pursed her lips and smiled, and suddenly turned red and cheeks, and said embarrassedly: "You still don't want to get clothes for me?" ”

Bixiu hurriedly went to get her clothes, turned back to the couch, seemed to see something, and squatted down to pick it up from the ground.

"What is this?" Yu Qiao looked at it, very curious. The gold and platinum paper is wrapped in a round ball, which is the size of a golden silk jujube.

"Miss, you don't know?" Bixiu's eyes widened, and her face was full of uncertainty when she wanted to speak.

"Should I know?" Yuqiao asked inexplicably, stroked his forehead after thinking about it, and smiled a little apologetically: "I was drugged yesterday, and I don't remember what I did!" ”

"Are you sure you don't remember?" It was Zhou Zhenwei, he was lifting the curtain and entering the room, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, and he was very refreshed. It's like tossing all night until the sky is white.

Bixiu waited for Yuqiao to dress, the traces of red, purple and purple on her body were really a little scary, and she couldn't help but look at her aunt who was leaning on the dressing counter and looking at the lazy spring of the lady, and stammered: "Auntie...... Uncle, this antidote to poison...... pills, why didn't you give it to Miss....... But it fell to the ground? Afraid that her uncle wouldn't believe it, she pinched the pill and showed it to him.

Yuqiao was stunned, glanced at Zhou Zhenwei, and saw that he still had a calm and clear expression, so he only pursed his lips, as if he was smiling.

"Bixiu, tell me what's going on!" Now that the husband didn't confess, Yuqiao turned to Bixiu and asked.

"Last night, Prince Xiahou sent a servant to deliver pills, saying that it could solve the poison in the young lady, and the slave maid handed it over to his aunt .......!"

After listening to Bixiu, Yuqiao's eyebrows condensed, lowered her head and muttered for a moment, asking her to go out first and talk to Zhou Zhenwei alone.

There was no one in the room for a while, she stared at Zhou Zhenwei with bright eyes, and didn't say a word, asking him for a reason not to feed her medicine.

Zhou Zhenwei sat on the couch, whether she liked it or not, hugged it, and waited for the nephrite to be warm and fragrant, before he smiled and said: "You are not angry, I always have a reason!" The poison can only be suppressed by pills, and that bit of toxicity is soaked in the heart veins, which is really difficult to eliminate. Besides, you also know, the primer of this poisonous medicine is a man, and it is not impossible for a husband to be here, so why bother with what medicine? ”

What he said...... It's impossible to argue!

"I don't know these crooked things!" Yu Qiao hung his shoulders hatefully: "You are really good, you took care of yourself last night and made people ......!" The next words were so ashamed, she was thin-skinned and couldn't speak.

Author's words: The past two days have not been very good, the editor is going to be changed, the system is going to be changed, the fate of my article is unpredictable, and I don't know if the new editor will recommend it? Someone reported my article today, the reason is that it is dirty, sealed, and re-changed! All right! What the hell is going to be messed with? In the future, I will pay attention to this article and let me live! (To be continued.) )