Qi Cun nodded, leaned over to pick her up, and walked to the bed.

Beautiful scenery, a moment of spring night.

Qiao Yuan subconsciously wrapped his neck, thought of something, and patted him on the shoulder: "What is the small building in the back doing?" ”

She had been curious for a long time, and when it was not built before, she could only see a rough shape, but now that it was almost completed, she could see that it was a delicate small building. But there are many houses in the house, and there is no shortage of such one.

Qi Cun paused: "You want to know?" ”

Qiao Yuan nodded.

He looked strange in his eyes and smiled suddenly, "It's just so good that we're going to take a look now." ”

Qiao Yuan didn't have time to stop him, so he walked out with him.

……

It is a very elaborate building, the first floor is hollowed out, as if deliberately cut off from the ground.

Qiao Yuan lay on Qi Cun's back, and as he stepped on the wooden steps, his gaze became higher and higher.

When you reach the third floor of your daily life, you can already overlook the entire Zhenbei Hou Mansion here, and even the adjacent Lu Mansion can be seen.

There is a feeling of fluttering and above everyone.

Qi Cun didn't say a word, since he came here, he seems to have changed as a person, he gags in front of Qiao Yuan on weekdays, and now he seems to be iron-faced and selfless.

When the two came to the porch, Qiao Yuan was placed on the railing by him, and there was no obstruction behind him, as if he would fall down at any time.

This feeling of walking on the edge of the cliff made Qiao Yuan at a loss, and he hugged Qi Cun's neck tightly in fear.

"What are you bringing me here for, let's go back quickly."

The unpulled hair danced in the wind, making her look like a fairy about to flutter away in the next moment.

But the fairy didn't feel at ease at this time, especially when she felt Qi Cun take away her wrapped hands little by little, and the last sense of security was stripped away little by little, Qiao Yuan's eyes widened in fear.

What does he want to do?

Qi Cun looked at her slightly flustered eyes faintly.

Although he was at the border before, he was not Hengyang Yan who was in Beijing.

Especially about Qiao Yuan, he specially arranged a secret guard to record Qiao Yuan's food, clothing, housing and transportation and report to him.

Qiao Yuan herself had forgotten that she had stretched out her chopsticks one more time in which dish she had eaten that day, and Qi Cun remembered it better than she did, and knew it well.

Qi Cun still remembered when the people below passed on the intersection of Qiao Yuan and Gu Chong.

He sat in the tent for a day, and then asked the master craftsman to design the drawings.

Qi Cun knew that he was not a gentleman, and he was not the kind of breezy and sunny son that Qiao Yuan expected.

Zeng had a long night, Qi Cun thought over and over again, when Qiao Yuan was not enlightened, he used marriage to tie her to his side, if one day, what if Qiao Yuan met someone he liked?

Let Qiao Yuan leave, let her and her sweetheart fly together?

Qi Cun sneered.

Only that night, I understood that Qiao Yuan was his caged finch and the flower in his palm.

From the day he entered Beijing, Qiao Yuan lost the hibiscus to him, which was doomed.

Qiao Yuan's hibiscus can only be him, Qi Cun.

The wind is getting stronger.

Qiao Yuan couldn't stop drilling into Qi Cun's arms, but saw him suddenly sink his face and pinch her chin.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of this small building?"

He didn't want to trap Qiao Yuan in this small world, but if there really was such a day, even if Qiao Yuan would hate him very much, he would have to keep her.

In this way, Qiao Yuan, who has golden branches and jade leaves, should be squeamish and willful by his connivance, trapped by his side, and can't leave him.

Qiao Yuan didn't know the twists and turns in Qi Cun's heart, he only felt that the wind here was very strong, and it made her face hurt, but Qi Cun couldn't see her discomfort at all, and he didn't hug her down.

She was angry and aggrieved, but seeing that Qi Cun swore not to give up and wanted to get an answer, she had to reply in a red eye and whispered: "I like it very much." Mid-autumn energy saving and you come to this together to climb high and admire the moon. ”

At that moment, everything was silent, as if even the wind had stopped.

Qi Cun only heard the heartbeat that vibrated in his chest, and his eyes reflected Qiao Yuan's beautiful and squeamish face.

Her delicate nose turned slightly red, and she looked at him pitifully.

Qi Cun only knew that he was like falling into the abyss, and he was willing to be happy if he didn't recover.

……

I don't know if it was the reason why he was taken to Xiaolou by Qi Cun today and was frightened, Qiao Yuan slept in a daze and had a nightmare.

Qiao Yuan struggled in his sleep, and when he woke up, he found that his body could not move.

It was pitch black, scary, and there was no sound at all, and even consciousness fell into nothingness.

It's dark, it's cold.

Qiao Yuan subconsciously wanted to call someone, but found that he couldn't make a sound, and even his mouth didn't obey.

What about coexistence? Where is he?

The limbs of the body are very stiff because of holding one position for a long time.

Qiao Yuan is used to being squeamish, when has he suffered like this, he doesn't even have the strength to cry.

Where is Qi Cun exactly?

I don't know how long it took, but Qiao Yuan's consciousness was almost unclear.

She wanted to sleep, and it was good to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a creaking sound sounded, as if opening a dull box.

The long-lost light shone on Qiao Yuan's eyelids again.

She smelled a familiar scent approaching her, and the fresh aroma of soaphorn mixed with the smell of sweat was inexplicably reassuring.

It's coexisting.

Qiao Yuan's confused head finally became clearer, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and let him hug him, but he still had no strength, as if he was confined in a small box.

Fortunately, Qi Cun seemed to sense her intentions, and Qiao Yuan felt one hand pass through her knee, one hand around her waist, and the whole person rose into the air.

The light seems to be a little brighter.

Qiao Yuan felt that his head was touched by Qi Cun, buried in his neck socket with his strength, and his forehead pressed against the powerful beating meridians of his neck.

There was finally a rumor in the surrounding area.

If an outsider inadvertently intrudes into this place, he will be frightened by the terrifying sight in front of him and have nightmares.

I saw a lonely grave in the wilderness being dug up, new moist earth piled on both sides, and the rudimentary coffin empty.

What's even more weird is that there are so many people around Mingming, who seem to be the subordinates of the man in the center of the Xuanyi.

The majestic Shenwu military guards outside seemed to be choked at this moment, and there was almost no sound of breathing at the scene.

Qiao Yuan felt like she was being put into the bathtub, and her whole body was washed all over her body, so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

It would be better if she could ignore the fact that the person who helped her take a bath was Qi Cun.

Qi Cun's strength is soft, as if it is a fragile porcelain in his hand.

Qiao Yuan endured his shame and let him dry himself and put on comfortable silk clothes.

And that's not all. Qiao Yuan felt Qi Cun holding the incense puff and gently patted it on his face.

Is this putting makeup on her?

Qiao Yuan was shocked.

Don't, let Jinshu come, how can Qi Cun understand rouge gouache, he will only fool her face.

Qi Cun seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed.

His face was close to hers, and the heat of laughter sprayed on her face.

"Do you remember the first time I put on your makeup, I almost turned into a monkey's butt."