The first thing Qiao Yuan did was to wrap himself in the quilt, roll it up like a silkworm chrysalis, and roll it to the innermost part of the bed.

The carriage was so big that it was big enough for her to roll around at will.

Qi Cun's eyes were deep, but he didn't stimulate her anymore.

There was silence in the carriage.

Qiao Yuan's brain was surging with blood just now, and now his ears were vaguely hearing the sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the car.

It turned out to be raining outside.

The texture of the silk brocade quilt is silky, and it comfortably makes you want to bury your whole body in it.

Qiao Yuan bit her fingertips, felt a hot gaze fall on her, and still couldn't help but say, "I didn't want to elope with Gu Chong, he took me away." “

There was silence for a moment, and then a low sound rang out from inside the carriage.

"Hmm."

Qi Cun believes in her?

Qiao Yuan's heart was relieved, and he poked his head out awkwardly, and his soft hair was spread on the quilt, making his little face more and more well-behaved.

"Don't be angry."

Come and hug her, she was worried about him for a few days.

Qi Cun looked at her for a while, as if he heard what she was saying, and leaned over and hugged his little wife as if he were kind.

He stroked the soft body in his arms, and his tone was inaudible: "I know." “

He didn't look like he believed Qiao Yuan's explanation at all.

Qiao Yuan's hand around his neck couldn't help but pinch him.

Qi Cun didn't seem to feel it, and he didn't know where his gaze fell.

The strength in her body became stronger and stronger, as if she was going to melt her into her bones and blood.

Qiao Yuan felt a little painful and couldn't help but hiss.

Qi Cun woke up like a dream and let go of his hand in a daze. Qiao Yuan lay back in the quilt depressed.

Looking at his current appearance, he can't listen to her words, so he can only hope that the results of his own investigation will come out as soon as possible.

Qiao Yuan lay on the warm couch, and the heartstrings that had been tense before relaxed.

Whether she admits it or not, staying by Qi Cun's side, there is always a full sense of security.

It seems that no matter what happens, he will stand on top of it.

Qiao Yuan was still sick in the end, listening to the sound of rain outside, and unconsciously his eyelids fell in a daze.

The carriage suddenly bumped.

Qi Cun stretched out his hand in time, lest Qiao Yuan, who was wrapped in a ball, get out of the house.

Qiao Yuan woke up from his dream and lifted his eyelids with great effort, his tone was vague and incredibly soft.

"What's wrong?"

Qi Cun gently patted the quilt on her body: "It's okay, let's sleep." “

After appeasing the frightened Qiao Yuan, he lowered his eyebrows and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

The subordinates hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Master Hou, the rear wheel of the carriage has fallen into the quagmire." “

On rainy days like this, it is easy for water to accumulate in the mud pit, forming a mud pool with strong suction power.

Even if a living creature falls into the mire, it is not easy to get out.

The subordinates had just tried to drive the carriage forward, but the horses could not move forward.

The subordinate asked tentatively: "Why don't you take your wife and ride back?" “

With Qiao Yuan's current physical condition, he is not suitable for horseback riding.

Qi Cun frowned and looked at the sky.

It's not early at this hour, and if you let your subordinates go back and call someone, it's late at night when you return to the house.

Qi save long legs to step down the rut.

Qiao Yuan slept very lightly, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, the surroundings were very quiet.

Qi Cun was not in the carriage.

The brocade quilt on his body was wrapped very tightly, and Qiao Yuan felt that he was sweating hot.

She remembered that she hadn't covered it so tightly, and Qiao Yuan struggled to pull the quilt down.

There was a slight movement outside the carriage.

Qiao Yuan turned his head, got up slowly, and pinched the curtain with his fingertips to look out.

The rain was falling heavily at this time.

Raindrops the size of beans fall to the ground and splash small water stains.

It was getting late, and everything around me seemed to be covered in fog.

The man took off his robe and wore only a single garment, and the rain fell from the top of his head, cutting across his cheeks, shoulders and neck, and submerging into his clothes.

I don't know if it's rain or sweat, but the dark clothes are wet and stick to the body, outlining the strong muscle lines.

The big and strong hand reached under the car board, groped for a moment, found the point of focus, and the arm was forced, as if it could see the veins under the skin.

Little by little, the heavy wheels broke away from the quagmire and finally landed firmly on the flat ground beside them.

The wheels, which require the combined efforts of several adult men to lift, are solved by him alone.

In this process, Qiao Yuan felt the carriage tilt slightly, but it seemed to be concerned about something, and the amplitude was not large.

If she hadn't woken up, she wouldn't have noticed the movement

Quiet.

As if sensing a gaze, Qi Cun subconsciously followed the line of sight.

In the dark sky, the man's eyes were still keen, or rather, he was keen to the owner of this gaze.

It's like a magnet on his body, and every time Qiao Yuan looks at him, he can always catch it in time.

And the body was happy to receive such a gaze, and the blood circulation increased slightly.

As soon as he lifted a bulky wheel, his body did not react, and he was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and now it was like stagnant water coming to life, and it quickly heated up.

The man's eyes were blazing and stunningly bright in the night.

That stubbornness made onlookers feel terrified.

Qiao Yuan's fingertips clenched the curtain.

Qi Cun, who had just unfolded his hands and feet, had not had time to disguise himself as a normal person, and the wildness on his face was not cleaned up.

This was the first time Qiao Yuan had touched his true face when he was conscious.

It's like a beast of prey has caught a prey and bites it so hard.

Qiao Yuan opened his mouth and found that his throat was a little tight.

She had been lying at the window for a while, and some cool rain fell on her hands.

Qiao Yuan covered his lips and coughed, noticing Qi Cun's nervous gaze and beckoning to him.

"Come up when it's settled, I miss Brother Ting."

Qi Cun's stiff body relaxed little by little, and he walked over slowly, stepping on the soft ground, his steps were heavy, and his voice was almost inaudible.

"Okay."

Back at home, Jin Shu hurriedly pounced.

Obviously, in the past two days since Qiao Yuan disappeared, she has been frightened.

Especially when I wiped Qiao Yuan's body, when I saw the marks on her body, my eyes turned red.

Qiao Yuan looked away with a weak heart.

How to say, Qiao Yuan was not tortured by the kidnappers as she imagined. These traces are actually tossed out after Qi Cun.

Waiting to lie on the familiar stepping bed, Qiao Yuan's heart suddenly surged with a sense of steadiness.

The house doctor had just come and prescribed some medicine to Qiao Yuan, and Hongyu took the prescription and went down to fry it.

Half-asleep and half-awake, my finger was gently pinched.

Qiao Yuan opened her eyes and saw a tall man sitting on the edge of her bed.

Qi Cun changed out of his clothes splashed with mud and put on a dark brocade robe, and he was the majestic Zhenbei Marquis again.

He played with his boneless little hand with great interest.

Qiao Yuan yawned and suddenly thought of something. "How's my mother's hand?"