Following.

The people in the study were keenly aware that Hou Ye was unusual today.

It was like a beast had finally eaten a full meal, with a lazy look with a hint of contentment.

But there seemed to be other troubles, and there was suppressed anger between his eyebrows.

Until the person below presents a testimony.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The subordinates were a little frightened for some reason.

The subordinates tortured the maid Ah Yue, she bought the kind of medicine from outside, and it had nothing to do with the lady. She confessed that she was in the same room as Xiaoyu before, and when she was sorting out Xiaoyu's belongings that day, she accidentally found a handbook and recorded it...... recorded what Madame and Gu Zhong did, and she had a bad idea for a while......"

"In addition, the owner of the house where Gu Chong took his wife to hide before has also been found, and he is a distant relative of Gu Chong."

The subordinate swallowed.

Qi Cun swore that he actually saw a trace of sympathy in the eyes of this bold subordinate.

"That person said that when Mrs. was in the house, she also tried to find out the route to go, that is to say, Mrs. did not elope with Gu Zhong voluntarily, and the order to leave the city was handed over to Gu Zhong by a masked woman, and it has not been found out who instructed it for the time being."

Qi Cun's eyes darkened, and Qiao Yuan's red and swollen eyes when he went out in the morning came to his mind, and his body was still trembling lightly when he helped rub the medicine.

Now that he has taken the initiative to cut a bundle of thorns, is it too late to take the blame?

"Master Hou."

When Qi Cun returned to the main courtyard, the maids in the courtyard looked at him dodgingly.

Last night, the creaking of the bed in the room sounded almost all night, and the girl who kept vigil stood far away with a red face and couldn't stop it, and finally it was Jinshu who came over and asked them to go down first.

It was almost noon now, and the lady had not woken up, so the girl went in to take a look, and immediately came out with red ears again.

She remembered what she had just seen.

The tents in the room were all pulled, and the light was dim, as if they were afraid of disturbing the beauty's good sleep.

The dark fragrance floats in the room, and the charm is infinite.

Before I walked in, it was as if I felt an inexplicable atmosphere, which made people subconsciously hold their breath.

Madame leaned slightly to the wall.

Her shiny black hair spread across the bed, and only the white cheeks of Madame could be dimly seen, almost glowing in the dimly lit room.

Jeweled jade, powdery and shining.

The little girl didn't recognize many words, but at this moment, a book of poems that she had read a few days ago suddenly flashed in her mind.

Her heartbeat increased slightly, and she just wanted to call Madame softly, but she saw that the beauty suddenly moved.

It should be that he felt uncomfortable in his sleep and wanted to change his position, and his white jade arm poked out of the quilt.

The maid accidentally saw it, and immediately lowered her head as if she was frightened.

The arm, which should have been pink and tender without a trace of flaws, was covered with dotted red marks, and even the fingertips of the petals were imprinted with a bright tooth mark.

Even the arms are still like this, and the little girl can't imagine what a terrifying situation the body under the soft quilt will be.

It shows a love that makes people's scalps tingle, as if she wants to fill this delicate body with everything she has, whether she can stand it or not.

The little maid was so frightened that she hurried out, as if a slower step would make the beast guarding the treasure think that she was covetous, and then tear the intruder to pieces.

In the eyes of the maids, the Hou Ye, who was calm and steady as Mount Tai, stepped into this courtyard, and his heart kept beating drums.

According to Qiao Yuan's squeamish and shy temperament, if he knew that the maids in the courtyard knew about last night's movements, he would not be annoyed and ashamed.

Well, in her eyes, he is guilty of another degree.

Qi Cun held his courage and stepped into the threshold with long legs, closing the door to isolate the sound of the outside world.

It was quiet in the house.

When Qi Cun went out in the morning, he was afraid that Qiao Yuan would sleep until noon, so he fed her some soup.

At that time, Qiao Yuan hadn't woken up yet, his eyes were closed, and he could only subconsciously swallow with his movements.

Qi Cun thought of his little wife's aggrieved and frowned, and his eyes softened.

When the veil was lifted, the little beauty was still asleep.

The hair on the side of the neck swindles into the neckline, black hair, snow skin, obviously ink painting, but it shows the strongest color in the world.

Enough to burn the heads of ferocious beasts.

Qi Cun didn't dare to wake her up, so he had to sit and wait for her to wake up.

When Qiao Yuan opened his eyes, he was greeted by a broad and sturdy back.

She recognized the owner of the back, turned to ashes, and disturbed her in her dreams.

Qiao Yuan grinded his teeth, especially when he felt sore, his body didn't seem to be his own, and the anger was even stronger.

As if the beast felt the crisis, Qi Cun turned his head and met Qiao Yuan's burning eyes.

He silently hid the things in his hand behind him, obviously being a thief.

Qiao Yuan saw his movements and said angrily, "What are you holding in your hand?" “

As soon as she spoke, she was startled by her own voice.

It's a little dumb, but it's not ugly, it's charming, it's crispy to the bone.

Qiao Yuan thought of something bad at once, and his face sank.

Qi Cun saw that her face was not good, so he had to take the things that Qiao Yuan wore yesterday.

The man was angry last night, and his hand was rough, and the two thin bands were shaky.

Before Qiao Yuan could get angry, he was shocked by this scene.

The bronzed fingers pinched a silver needle, apparently halfway through the work.

The contrast between the large thick hands and the thin silver needles is very stark.

The stitches are tight and the technique is skillful, Qiao Yuan feels that it is better than what she sews herself.

The big hand, which has always been accustomed to holding a sword, is holding a small needle at the moment.

She was momentarily stunned.

Qi Cun's throat tightened, and the roots of his ears were a little red for the first time.

"I had a bit of a lot of strength yesterday and wanted to see if I could sew it well."

He grew up alone, and when he was not in his early days, his clothes were torn, and he sewed them himself.

Over time, he has become proficient, and his needlework is probably better than Qiao Yuan, a young lady who only touched the needlework on a whim.

Qiao Yuan was silent.

After a long time, she finally came to her senses, and something flashed through her mind.

Thinking of the crumpled little coat in Qi Cun's baggage, Qiao Yuan spoke with difficulty.

"So, that little coat is ......"

Qi Cun was also a little embarrassed, but he had always been thick-skinned and couldn't see it on his face.

"I did it myself."

opened his mouth, and he was much calmer: "I put away the dresses and bedclothes you wore." “

Then cut and cut, sew and mend, and made a small dress that could actually deceive Qiao Yuan.

No wonder she hadn't seen it herself, she didn't have any impression at all, and she thought it was another woman's.

Qiao Yuan felt that he might as well steal one directly.

Sneaking out of her old clothes to make a small coat by herself really doesn't sound like a normal person can do.

Because he was so shocked, the anger that Qiao Yuan had accumulated when he first woke up was actually frozen in mid-air.

Her head was empty, and her lips were slightly open.

The lip flap seemed to have been crushed by force, so bright that it was dripping blood, and even the edges were red.