Qiao Yuan had a long dream.

In the dream, she fell in love with Gu Zhong in "chance encounters" again and again, and even did not hesitate to abandon her identity and elope with Gu Chong.

Qiao Yuan watched "her" wash her hands and make soup for Gu Chong, stay up late at night to embroider to subsidize the family, and even burned her eyes.

There is love and water is full, and the two have indeed lived a period of honey and oil blending.

But after a long time, Gu Zhong looked at the daily coarse tea and light meal, and gradually became impatient.

Once on the street, he took a fancy to a calligraphy and painting, and just wanted to buy it, but he found an empty purse.

"Qiao Yuan" waited for a long time in the humble hut that day, but he didn't see the man come back.

Gu Chong returned home in a gray manner, and he was still the Gu Gongzi with infinite scenery.

"Qiao Yuan" has no way out, her reputation has become stinky, and the Qiao family has cut off relations with her for the sake of the other sisters in the clan.

The husband who was abandoned by her became the object of ridicule of everyone in Beijing.

Her son, because of a change in his family, was stolen by someone through a loophole.

In the early winter morning, the "Qiao Yuan" in the dream threw himself into the lake under pressure.

At the end of the dream, there was a lonely grave, and Qiao Yuan knew who was lying inside.

A woman with an unclear face stood in front of the monument, her voice ethereal.

"Madam, you can go with confidence. Master Hou was heartbroken by you, and I will accompany him for the rest of my life. As for the young master, I found a good family, although I am no longer the prince of the Hou Mansion, but I don't have to worry about food and clothing. ”

……

Qiao Yuan was trapped in his dream and couldn't move.

She watched in horror as the "Qiao Yuan" took off the silk and satin, put on coarse linen clothes, and buried her head in the stove all day long.

The skin as white as fresh snow was yellowed by smoke, and the ten fingers that were as tender as green onions were covered with small cuts, and the whole person became gray.

Thinking that her face cream, fat powder, and balm are all gone, and she can't even afford a beautiful dress, those noble girls who can't get used to her in the past don't know how to laugh at her behind her back.

Qiao Yuan was woken up by fright.

As soon as her consciousness returned, she felt a piercing chill all over her body, and she almost thought that she was still lying at the bottom of the cold lake.

The next moment, a soup woman was stuffed in, and the warmth was created from her fingertips, and Qiao Yuan eased up.

There was a sound of talking, and someone shouted in surprise that Madame was awake.

Qiao Yuan opened her eyes and saw her mother's familiar face.

The grievances in the dream were awakened, Qiao Yuan's nose was sour, and she was about to skillfully coquettish her mother: "Mother ......" saw a look of hatred on her mother's upright face, and she wanted to get angry and was afraid that someone was present, so she could only suppress her voice and whisper: "Qi Cun is coming back soon, you broke off with that Gu Zhong as soon as possible, they are all mothers, why are you still so confused." ”

Qiao Yuan heard these two names as soon as he woke up, and he was stunned: "What? ”

"Now it's crazy outside, Mrs. Zhenbei Hou and the young lady of Li Shilang's family are fighting at the banquet for the sake of the new Tanhua."

Thinking that the precursor of her death in the dream was the storm that spread all over the city with Gu Zhong's absurd story, Qiao Yuan's eyes darkened.

The room is elegantly furnished, and the incense burner is lit with a faint incense.

Qiao Yuan explained for a long time that it was Li Yue who knocked her hairpin into the water, and refused to compensate, so they both fell into the water during the dispute.

The central idea is one, it is for her most beloved rose hairpin, not for care!

Qiao's mother didn't know whether to believe it or not: "I heard that after you fell into the water, Gu Zhong jumped down and rescued you without hesitation, and she didn't even look at Li Yue." ”

The big maid Hongyu came in from outside: "Madam, Gu Gongzi heard that you woke up and wanted to come over to visit you." ”

Qiao Yuan was surprised: "Why is he still there?" ”

She is still in Bofu, I don't know how long she has been sleeping, it shouldn't be too early to see the sky, and the banquet should be over.

Mother Qiao obviously knew it, she sighed and said, "This Gu Zhong has been guarding outside since you were unconscious. ”

Qiao Yuan curled his toes in embarrassment: "You just say it's inconvenient, send him back." ”

Hongyu came in again after a while: "Gu Gongzi left, but handed over the box to the slave maid, saying that he had frightened his wife, and apologized." ”

Hongyi opened the box and handed it to Qiao Yuan, and there was a piece of Hetian jade pendant lying inside. The tentacle is warm, and it is the best quality.

It's no secret that Qiao Yuan prefers jade to gold and silver.

Qiao's mother looked at it for a long time and sighed: "This child has a heart." ”

Qiao Yuan's scalp was numb: "Mother's ......"

If she hadn't given a marriage, she would indeed like to take care of this kind of son.

The appearance is handsome, gentle and meticulous, and the manners are polite.

It's a pity that Qiao Yuan thought of the things in his dream, and suddenly he didn't have any thoughts, so he put the jade pendant back in the box: "Jinshu, find a reason to return this." ”

Qiao's mother patted Qiao Yuan's hand soothingly, and said, "It's good to retreat, so that you don't know what to say about the rumors outside." ”

Qiao Yuan locked the box: "It's not that he pushed me down, what is there to apologize for, besides, don't gossip for no reason." ”

Qiao's mother nodded with satisfaction.

When Qiao Yuan was about to get married, his mother washed her face with tears all day long, pitying Qiao Yuan for going to endure hardships, and almost emptying the treasury for the marriage.

While thinking about her daughter's reputation, Qiao's mother asked her to dissociate herself from Gu Chong, but on the other hand, she was worried about this unclear daughter, for fear that her daughter would be carried away by the handsome Gu Chong.

Qiao Yuan didn't care about his mother's worried mood, and told Jinshu to go to Li Yue's mansion to get back the compensation for the hairpin, and it was better to make a big fuss.

No matter what others think, at least she has to put on a posture that has nothing to do with falling into the water and taking care of it.

Moreover, Qiao Yuan has no other thoughts about Gu Chong, who only has one or two faces, and he can't abandon his reputation in order to fight with Li Yueyue.

Think about the dream just now.

Rather than eat chaff vegetables, she would rather face Qi Cun's cold face.

Qiao Yuan turned around irritably, and his waist was clutched by something.

When I took it out, it was a cloth tiger.

It must have fallen when Brother Ting was asleep here before, and the maid forgot to accept it.

Qiao Yuan sat up suddenly: "Jinshu, did Brother Ting take it back?" ”

Before she fell into the water, Brother Ting was carried to the ancestor and passed, after so long, it was time to come back.

Fortunately, Secretary Jin deserved: "Madame, don't worry, the slave maid just sent someone." ”

Even so, Qiao Yuan's eyelids jumped, and his heart couldn't help jumping, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Sure enough, the maid who had been sent over came back in a panic, kneeling on the ground and trembling: "Madam, little master...... The little master is gone. ”

Qiao Yuan's brain suddenly went blank: "What's the matter, what's missing?" ”

The maid's face was full of panic: "The slave maid just went to the courtyard of the old ancestor, who knew that the master over there felt very strange when he saw the slave maid, and said that two quarters of an hour ago, a maid took the little young master away." ”

There was a cramping pain in his heart, and Qiao Yuan clutched his chest, unable to breathe.

Qiao's mother was so frightened that she hurriedly pounced, and while helping her to smooth her back, she turned around and asked the maid: "Have you asked outside?" Do you know who took the little boy away? ”

The maid cried with a sad face, and cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out on her forehead: "The slaves and maids have all asked, and no girl has been to the courtyard of the ancestors." ”

Qiao Yuan's eyes were spinning.