The cave was shady, Qiao Yuan felt a chill, but there seemed to be a fire burning in his body.

The begonia on his head slid down with the movement and fell to the ground, making a crisp collision sound.

Qi Cun looked fierce and rude on the surface, but in fact he was very good at talking in front of her, even if Qiao Yuan was sometimes unreasonable, he let it.

This was the first time Qiao Yuan had seen him so angry.

She didn't mean it, where did she think that Qiao Jia would be so ignorant and set up such a bureau for her in the palace. The thin waist was grabbed by the big hand, so hard, it must be green. Qiao Yuan was spoiled by Qi Cun, he couldn't stand the grievances, and his eyelashes couldn't help but moisten.

It's a pity that the tears didn't cause pity, but made Qi Cun's anger even worse.

He was terrified.

If so, if he hadn't come over in advance, then the one who is doing this kind of thing with Qiao Yuan now is the Gu Zhong who is so weak that he can lift it with one hand?

Before getting married, Qiao Yuan was spoiled by his family, and after he got married, he had Qi Cun to stand up to everything, and he developed such an unguarded temperament.

The maid was stretched apart, and there was only one young man, and he didn't have time to react to what happened at that time.

No one knows better than Qi Cun the attraction of a young wife to a man.

He is like a thief who has been coveted for treasures, and while he is viciously thinking about how to dismantle the unscrupulous people, he plans to hide the treasure in a secret place where only he can see.

Qiao Yuan felt that hand pull out, and then there was a sound of rustling clothes rubbing behind him, his eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly struggled.

No, how can it be here......

She wanted to break the big hand around her waist, but she couldn't move no matter how hard she tried.

Qiao Yuan became more and more panicked, crying and scolding: "Qi Cun big bastard." “

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she was coquettish in the silence of the cave, powerless to even stop it.

Qi Cun paused, miraculously stopped, turned her around, and wiped the tears from her face helplessly with his big hand.

"What do you think of me, can I really do anything here?"

In the darkness, his silhouette was tall and mighty, and his voice was low, like a big dog that had been wronged.

As soon as his momentum weakened, Qiao Yuan immediately forced Qiao Yuan to accuse him: "You were so fierce just now." “

Qi Cun was silent for a moment, put her clothes together, and covered the snow-white and delicate flesh: "I'm sorry, I was angry just now." “

Can you kill her when you are angry?

Qiao Yuan kicked him hatefully, and after kicking, he couldn't help but throw himself into his arms, sobbing, "You scared me just now." “

She also thought that Qi Cun really wanted to ignore it, if someone found out, then she would have to be a human being.

Qi Cun picked up the begonia from the ground and shook it and inserted it back into her bun steadily.

Qiao Yuan thought of something, his face changed, and he slapped his hand away.

Qi Cun chuckled: "It's all your own things, what do you dislike." “

Qiao Yuan glared at him indignantly.

Qi Cun had no choice but to take out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, his fingers were slender, his bones were distinct, and he slowly and methodically rubbed from his fingertips to his fingers.

He deliberately wanted Qiao Yuan to see clearly, and there was no leakage in any place, and he muttered: "It's too much." “

Qiao Yuan's face turned red.

Qi Cun accepted it when he saw it, and hurriedly hugged his fragrant and soft little wife and coaxed her out.

His voice was as soft as ever to Qiao Yuan, and his gloomy and terrifying look was hidden through the shadows.

At the last second of stepping out of the cave, it became the solid and reliable coexistence again.

There is a beast in his heart, and Qiao Yuan is the key to control the door. If the beast came out of the gate, even he couldn't guarantee what would happen.

..............

When the two of them returned to the banquet, everyone had almost arrived, so their arrival was very noticeable.

Qi Cun has a strong body, and as soon as he enters the temple gate, he brings a sense of oppression.

Everyone didn't have time to get nervous, but they saw a weak beauty lying in the crook of his strong arms.

It is like a weak silk flower that is unable to face the wind and rain, and can only cling to the stout tree, as if the big tree is forcefully pulling the vine of the silk flower, not letting it leave.

The picture is bizarre and coordinated.

Everyone here has more or less heard about Mrs. Zhenbei Hou and Gu Zhong, and they have heard that Qi Cun has a violent temperament, and they all watched a good show at this time.

But he saw the tall Zhenbei Marquis helping his wife to sit down, his majestic face was rarely soft, and he lowered his head and talked to her.

Qiao Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were sparkling, as if he was in a hurry, and his white face was flushed.

The tassel on the begonia step fell on the side of the cold white neck, and it was full of pressing bright colors.

Everyone unconsciously thought in their hearts, no wonder Zhenbei Hou endured it like this, such a beauty, even if he did something wrong, where would he be willing to blame.

Qi Cun felt the faint gaze on all sides, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and poured a cup of tea for Qiao Yuan to moisten his lips.

Qiao Yuan's legs were still a little weak, and he glared at the culprit secretly, and his eyes became more and more clear and moving.

Qi Cun's throat moved and drank a cup of cold tea.

The emperor soon arrived.

The emperor is over fifty years old, and the yellow son under his knees has grown up, and he is suspicious by nature, guarding against the prince who is vying for power.

Qi Cun is a military minister with no foundation, and he is not close to a prince, and he is only loyal to him. It is for this reason that the emperor trusts him so much.

At the banquet, the emperor did not hesitate to reward the meritorious soldiers.

As a general, Qi Cun was crowned the general of Shenwu and held 500,000 soldiers and horses.

This is the highest official position of the military general of this dynasty, and he is only twenty-four now, which shows the importance of the emperor.

At this moment, different eyes were focused on this young general.

Qi Cun stood straight in the center, calmly accepting the reward, like a famous sword with a sharp switch.

The emperor was satisfied.

As he got older, he became more and more aware of his inadequacy, and the whole person had a panic of declining days. The Marquis of Zhenbei is extremely brave, and he is full of energy at a glance, so he will stay by the side of the Son of Heaven, and even sleep at night is much more steady.

The emperor was in a good mood and thought of something: "Mrs. Zhenbei Hou is here?" ”

Qiao Yuan was suddenly named, but fortunately, she had also seen a big scene, walked out of her seat, and saluted the emperor.

The emperor looked at the two of them, and felt more and more that his decision to marry was extremely wise, and he said: "Mrs. Zhenbei Hou, Qiao's family, Xianshu Jiade, and she is named Mrs. Ningguo."

Since ancient times, the shadow wife and son, the Marquis of Zhenbei has made meritorious contributions, and it is natural to crown his wife.

The family house is happy, and the Marquis of Zhenbei can be fully loyal to the emperor.

Qiao Yuan was stunned, and before he could react, he felt that he was being thanked by Qi Cun beside him.

All kinds of eyes fell on her at the banquet, envy, jealousy, disbelief.......

Qi Cun was calm, lowered his head to Qiao Yuan's slightly flustered eyes, and held her hand quietly.

The emperor on the high seat was talking to others, and the chattering around him was endless.

Qi Cun turned his head slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth, and the light of the candle flame was reflected in the ink pupils, burning as if it was about to burn people.

Qiao Yuan recognized the shape of his mouth.

As I said, if you marry me, you will not be inferior to others.

He is a martial artist from a mud-legged family, married a noble daughter of a family, and many good deeds in Beijing are waiting to see their jokes.

Now, those people put away those dirty thoughts, and their hearts were already respectful but jealous.