Qiao Ye was pitifully thrown by his mother on the small collapse and slept alone all night.

Without the arms of his mother, Xiao Yeye was woken up early. When he woke up, he found that his head was sleeping on the bed, and the quilt was only hanging crookedly on him, and one leg was still leaking out.

"Ahh

Qiao Ye stared pitifully at his mother on the big bed, he wiped his nose off with his hand, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's really ruthless." Xiao Ye was woken up by the cold!" Qiao Ye looked up at the window, the sky was still gray and not bright, the little body trembled a few times, and slid down his small bed with a squeak, tiptoed to his mother's big bed, and hid in as soon as he lifted the quilt.

"Whew! It's so warm!"

Qiao Ye just hid in his mother's bed, and immediately sighed comfortably, and his little paws carefully stretched out to his mother's body, wanting to absorb more warmth. As soon as his hand touched his mother's arm, his little hand was immediately patted.

Qiao Ruan said angrily: "Sleep by yourself, don't come near me when your body is cold." ”

"Woo woo, my mother doesn't want Xiao Ye Ye, Xiao Ye Ye misses my mother, Xiao Ye Ye can't live without my mother, Xiao Ye Ye" The little man kept whimpering, while continuing to persevere and stretched out his little short hand to his mother's body again, firmly hugged his mother, and cried a handful of snot and tears.

Qiao Ru'an frowned tightly and in disgust, she stretched out her hand and wanted to throw this dirty person out immediately. It's just that when he touched his cold little body, he still instinctively hugged him into his arms. She poked Qiao Ye's little head viciously: "Don't take it as an example!"

However, just as the mother and son woke up and continued to sleep, news began to circulate slowly in Iwa. By the time the mother and son woke up again, the news had already spread all over the world.

In the gray morning, the morning market is very lively. As early as when people were rushing to buy goods, they were also exchanging the latest gossip information.

A vegetable seller said mysteriously to his companion: "Have you heard? I heard that the daughter of the prime minister, Qiao Sanxiǎo Jiě, the son she brought back is actually the biological son of His Royal Highness King Yi." ”

The companion looked at the vegetable seller in surprise and shook his head incredulously: "How is this possible? Everyone said that it was a wild seed." ”

The vegetable seller looked around cautiously at the people around him, and then lowered his head and chatted with his companion: "My news, but it is true. My dish today was delivered to King Yi's Mansion, and the little guy who bought it in King Yi's Mansion just now accidentally leaked his mouth. I heard that King Yi also brought her son back to Yancheng in Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě, and after King Yi saw it, he realized that Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě's son was his own son. Otherwise, do you think King Yi would be so stupid and willing to cuckold, and when Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě proposed a competition to regret his marriage, King Yi finally disagreed?"

"Well, that's true. I heard that King Yi finally said that he would continue the marriage contract. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

In other words, it was a dark and windy night, and on such a dark night when you couldn't see your fingers and your feet couldn't see your feet, no one expected that an earth-shattering thing happened. If you really want to talk about it, it's a beautiful and bleak love story."

The storyteller in the teahouse took a big sip of tea, slapped the table and continued: "Qiao San xiǎo jiě is and 笄, her marriage contract with King Yi is also ready to be put on the agenda. Look, at that time, Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě was a waste who could not cultivate, but at the beginning, Prince Yi was already a successful and famous general! How could such a comparison and equality make people willing and convincing? At that time, the women who liked King Yi were enough to line up at the gate of the city, which one was not better than Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě, a waste?

At this time, someone couldn't hold it back. Taking advantage of the retreat of the head of the Qiao family, some people, out of jealousy, began to buy the people of Qiao's mansion and framed Qiao Sanxiǎo jiě.

It was a dark and windy night, and suddenly, someone pierced a small hole in the window paper of Qiao Sanxiǎo Jiě's room! It was a small opening, just enough for a thin tube to be inserted. That's right! At this moment, Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě was framed by a traitor, Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě gritted his teeth to stay awake, fought hard, picked up a stone on the side of the road and stoned the beggar arranged by the enemy to death, and he completely collapsed. At that time, Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě was called a straight green muscle, his life was in danger, and he was still thrown in the wilderness!

At this time, Yi Wangye, who was passing through the wilderness, met Qiao San xiǎo jiě under the arrangement of heaven. King Yi was also being victimized by a traitor at that time, and the whole person was unkempt and embarrassed, and he was also poisoned. Two people who fell for the poison tied the two together again in the fate arranged by God's mercy

However, when Jo San Xiǎo Jiě wakes up to find herself being violated by an unkempt man, she thinks it was a beggar who faints for a while. After Wang Ye Yi woke up, he considered that the person who was chasing him was still there. He never dared to tell Qiao San xiǎo jiě, silently and seriously recorded her appearance, and secretly took her back to Qiao's mansion with tears, while he ran away and prayed to God not to implicate Qiao San xiǎo jiě from beginning to end, Qiao San xiǎo jiě didn't know that the person that night was King Yi. ”

Mr. Storyteller said with emotion and anger: "By mistake, when King Yi had not returned to Yancheng, Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě was driven out of Qiao's Mansion in the name of unchastity. When King Yi returned to Yancheng and wanted to propose marriage, he found that Qiao San Xiǎo Jiě had already left his hometown. For this reason, Yi Wang Ye has been secretly looking for Qiao San xiǎo jiě, as well as her child"

The storyteller picked up the teacup again and pointed to the three portraits hanging on the side: Qiao Ru'an, Qiao Ye, and Helian Hao.

"Let's take a look, let's take a closer look, the eyebrows of these three people show their relationship. The eyes of the little master and the eyes of King Yi are exactly the same, the little master's"

Just as the storyteller was explaining energetically, Qiao Ruan took Qiao Ye and just stepped into the teahouse, and happened to hear the storyteller talk about the similarities between Qiao Ye and Helian Hao.

Today, Qiao Ruan took his son out to find medicinal herbs, and he always felt that the people on the street were looking at their mother and son intentionally or unintentionally. I finally found the medicinal herbs I wanted, so I found a nearby teahouse to rest, listen to gossip by the way, and relax.

Qiao Ye instinctively joined in the fun and looked towards Mr. Storyteller.

At this sight, he immediately exclaimed excitedly: "Ah, mother, look." That's our portrait! And some people are explaining the comparison!"

Qiao Ru'an hammered his sore calves and looked lazily in the direction his son pointed.