When she woke up in the carriage, she opened her eyes and saw a man cowering on the edge of the couch.

Qiao Yuan thought that Qi Cun came to the bedroom before going to bed last night and said that he wanted to take some time to go out with her, could it be this?

She was expressionless: "Where are you going to take me?" “

Qi Cun cut first and then played, and he was a little afraid to look at her at the moment, "I found something along Baiyuan Tower, and I want to go to Gongzhou." “

Qiao Yuan stared at him, so why did he have to take her with him?

After staring at each other for a moment, Qi Cun suddenly covered her eyes and gasped, his voice hoarse.

"Don't look at me like that."

Qiao Yuan: ???

Her vision was obscured, and the other sensations became more apparent.

Heavy breathing sprayed behind the ears, causing the skin to become a thin powder, and the powder halo continued to spread to the white jade-like neck.

Qiao Yuan heard him say in a daze: "It takes two months to go back and forth to Gongzhou, and I can't do without you." ”

It's not that the delicate Qiao Yuan can't do without him, it's that he can't do without Qiao Yuan.

He seems to have been poisoned by an unknown one, and this beautiful little wife in his arms is the only antidote.

Qi Cun wished that Qiao Yuan could become smaller, so small that he could put it in his pocket, so that he could take it with him and not separate him anywhere.

Qiao Yuan was simply stunned.

She didn't want to go to Gongzhou, the road was so far, and it was still freezing outside, wouldn't it be good for her to stay honestly in her warm golden silk nest?

But how could the little beauty who got into the thief's car go back.

Qiao Yuan was about to die of anger, so he tossed Qi Cun more and more.

Qi Cun traveled lightly this time, and it seemed that he didn't want to startle the snake, and the conditions were naturally not as good as in the house.

There are very few post stations on the pipeline to Gongzhou, and the fresh food brought out of Shangjing in the convoy is almost exhausted.

So Qiao Yuan made heaven and earth, and he didn't want to eat because he didn't sleep comfortably in the carriage, and he didn't think the food was delicious.

Qi Cun took care of the loss and braved the wind and snow to hunt in the forest.

The carriage stopped on the side of the road, the guards lit a fire, made fresh mushroom soup, and cautiously came to ask Qiao Yuan to get off.

It was very windy and silent outside.

Qiao Yuan took a sip of the hot soup, and the white breath exhaled was thick on his face, looming.

The leaves were covered with snow, and the picturesque beauty sat quietly in the clearing cleared by the guards.

The red cloak dragged the ground, like a flame flower blooming in the snow, which was extremely amazing.

This is supposed to be the place to rest tonight, and the guards are busy setting up their tents, exchanging a few glances once in a while.

They are all old people who have followed Qi Cun, and they are all killed by the bloody wind and rain on the battlefield, and they have never suffered any kind of hardship.

These days, they all see Madame's behavior, but they don't dare to have an opinion at all.

Even General Qi, who was killing people on the battlefield, took care of her, and you could see her position in Qi Cun's heart.

This time, Gongzhou should be acting in secret, and at a glance, it was known that General Qi also abducted his wife.

The guards secretly condemned the Hou Ye in their hearts, the road was hard, their group of big and rough people was nothing, how could the delicate lady stand it.

But then again.

The guard secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the beauty's back.

Black hair and clouds, thin neck and fragrant shoulders, jade skin twisted and greasy, under the thick winter jacket, the willow waist is still amazingly thin.

If they had such a daughter-in-law, they would like to take them with them wherever they go.

Qiao Yuan finished drinking a bowl of hot soup, and Qi Cun hadn't come back yet.

It's cold and snowy here, and the animals have been hidden for the winter early, so how can they be so easy to find, let alone bring them back.

Xiao Zuojing is pure bullying.

By the time the guards started cooking, Qi Cun finally returned.

The first thing he did was to rush to his daughter-in-law, his eyes greedily sweeping over the little snow-white face inch by inch.

It had only been less than an hour since they had been apart, and it was as if he hadn't seen him in a long time.

If it weren't for the embarrassment on his body and Qiao Yuan's clean clothes, she was sure that this man with a fierce expression would definitely hug her fiercely.

Qi Cun was holding a pheasant in his hand that he didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

Qiao Yuan was dumbfounded and speechless.

The man in front of him was tall and big, and if you look at it from behind, the beauty standing in front of him is tightly covered by his figure, and even the corners of his clothes can't be seen.

Qiao Yuan's gaze moved from the pheasant to his face.

In fact, she has never felt that Qi Cun is handsome.

The skin is bronzed, unlike the men in Shangjing, who have fine skin and tender meat, deep facial features, sharp contours, and always fierce eyes, unlike the gentleness of men in Shangjing.

Qi Cun is even worse looking than usual now.

There are dark patches on the dark clothes, I don't know if it's the blood of the pheasant.

The wild face was a little dirty, and it should have rubbed against the tree.

The eyebrows and eyes are rough, the bridge of the nose is high, as if she is in a hurry to run back, her mouth is still panting, and her eyes are looking at her directly.

Qiao Yuan was wearing a thick winter coat and a fluffy cloak, and he felt cold.

Qi Cun only wore a mezzanine, and the warm heat was still dissipated through the clothes, steaming into white gas.

The heat seemed to be about to reach Qiao Yuan. She looked at him earnestly.

Qiao Yuan found for the first time that Qi Cun's eyelashes were also very long, thick and dense, and if she put her hand on it, it might hurt to pierce it.

Qi Cun was high in front of her, his eyes shining.

It's like a hound that has caught its prey, desperate for the owner's praise.

Qiao Yuan was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, and brushed the residual snow from his hair.

The ice was cold, and the warm fingers froze as soon as they touched it.

Qi Cun noticed it, took her hand down, and put it to his mouth to sigh.

He smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and his happiness was visible to the naked eye: "I'll take charge of the spoon today, okay for Ah Yuan to eat a bowl of rice later?" “

In the past few days, Qiao Yuan has a bad appetite, and every time she moves her chopsticks a few times, she stops eating, Qi Cun looked at it, anxious and panicked, afraid that she would not be able to hold on before she arrived in Gongzhou.

Something seemed to cross my heart, bringing a burst of itching.

Qiao Yuan had a fever behind his ears and hummed lowly.

The guards in the distance glanced at each other, as if they couldn't stand it anymore, and turned their heads one after another.

No wonder they haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, it turns out that they are not as treacherous as Hou Ye.

When they were at the border, there was a thick layer of snow buried outside, and people would sink to the root of their legs when they stepped on it, and the Hou Ye also took them to winter hunting with great interest.

Hunting in this forest may be difficult for them, but it is just a piece of cake for Hou Ye, as for making himself so embarrassed.

They didn't believe it if they didn't mean it.

The guards watched as the innocent lady held the hand of the Hou Ye and blew on the shallow white marks that were not considered wounds, and vaguely heard the delicate "does it hurt".

Everyone sighed deeply and learned.

At dinner, under Qi Cun's scorching gaze, Qiao Yuan really ate a full bowl of rice.

I didn't expect Qi Cun's craftsmanship to be good, the pheasant meat was not cooked, and it was quite delicious.

As soon as she put down her chopsticks, Qi Cun wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and praised her happily: "Awesome." “

Qiao Yuan's face was red, how could he look like a picky eater.