In fact, it is not certain who bullies whom.

The little beauty, who had no self-knowledge, moved her gaze to her closed eyes and flicked her thick black eyelashes.

The deep eyes are closed, and if they are opened, the sharp gaze can frighten people.

Qiao Yuan thought about it for a while, and it seemed that he rarely seemed to be afraid of Qi Cun.

Ever since he encountered a bloody scene of Qi Cun dealing with a traitor before marriage, he was so scared that he didn't remember that he had come to withdraw from the marriage, and in the end he was sent back to Qiao's Mansion by Qi Cun himself.

Since then, Qi Cun seems to have deliberately restrained a lot, and even Xiaoyu and Gu Chong, Qi Cun avoided her.

Qiao Yuan thought about it, but his subordinates didn't pay attention and accidentally plucked out an eyelash.

Qi Cun's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.

The weak-hearted little beauty hurriedly blew off that eyelash and wiped out the evidence.

The hour was not early, Qiao Yuan yawned, wrapped his hot waist with peace of mind, closed his eyes and slept.

A faint light shallow through.

Qi Cun opened his eyes and felt the softness of his arm for the first time.

As soon as he looked down, he saw a small round head pillowed on his neck socket, and felt the wonderful touch of the soft flesh of his face against the skin of his neck.

Qi Cun didn't move, and after looking at her for a long time, he carefully withdrew his hand, wrapped the person into a silkworm chrysalis, and carried the person to the bed with the quilt.

Qiao Yuan felt something and opened his eyes in a daze.

Those eyes were not yet awake, and they looked at him with a layer of water, puzzled.

Qi Cun touched her head: "It's okay, continue to sleep"

There was still his residual warmth in the quilt, so Qiao Yuan turned over and continued to sleep.

When she woke up again, she found that Qi Cun had not gone to work today.

Qiao Yuan sat in front of the bronze mirror and secretly looked at him from the mirror.

Qi Cun was concentrating on combing her hair.

Qiao Yuan suddenly spoke: "Do you know how to put on makeup?" “

Qi Cun paused: "What? “

Qiao Yuan reacted suddenly, his face was hot: "No, what." “

Qiao Yuan wanted to find a step for Qi Cun to get down, so that he knew that he was not angry anymore, but as soon as he said it, he felt that he was too abrupt, but it seemed that he was in a hurry to make peace.

In order to hide his gaffe, Qiao Yuan hurriedly urged him: "Hurry up, I'm going to starve to death." “

The beauty is so pampered that people comb her hair, not only is she not grateful, but she also loses her temper with a pair of watery eyes.

Qi Cun sped up, pulled up all his hair, piled it up into a cloud, and inserted a delicate rose hairpin.

The tassels hung down on the ears like water, and the black hair and snow skin were as beautiful as a beauty coming out of a painting.

Qiao Yuan found that Qi Cun had dressed her up more grandly than before today.

After all, she was in the township, and she stayed in the yard all day and didn't go out, and Qi Cun used to comb her hair simply.

Qiao Yuan tilted his head and didn't pay attention to it.

After breakfast, Qi Cun cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Qiao Yuan cleared his throat and asked him to sit down.

Qi Cun sat down in silence.

"You--" Qiao Yuan met his dark eyes, and suddenly froze.

Do you want to just say that I am not angry with you? I'm going to reconcile with you?

The little beauty is squeamish and willful, and she is used to being high, and she can't say this kind of thing for a while.

Qi Cun looked at her unspeakable appearance, her eyebrows and eyes dimmed for a moment, and quickly cleaned up: "Don't worry, I promised to send you back yesterday, so naturally I won't break my promise." “

Qiao Yuan was stunned.

She had long forgotten what she was clamoring to go back to Beijing yesterday, but she didn't expect to be mentioned by him now.

Qi Cun tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I've already asked someone to come and pick you up, it should be there in a quarter of an hour." “

Why didn't she see Qi Cun being so efficient before, she asked him to stop, told him to slow down, when did he really listen to her.

Qiao Yuan was a little at a loss, thought about it, and calmed down.

If Qi Cun showed that she didn't want her to go later, she could tell him that she wasn't leaving.

Doesn't Qi Cun like her, he should be reluctant to let her go.

Qiao Yuan calmed down: "If I leave now, when will you go back to Shangjing?" “

Qi Cun's eyelashes trembled: "The case hasn't been investigated yet, so it has to be half a month." “

If you can't see her for a little half a month, why don't you stop her quickly?

Qiao Yuan glanced at his face, couldn't see anything, and was a little puzzled.

But she didn't panic, she was sure that Qi Cun would not let her go, he was full of energy and wanted to take advantage of her every day, where could he stand the elements for half a month?

Maybe Qi Cun will come and tell her that the carriage is broken later, and then logically ask her to wait for half a month to go back with him.

In the past, he used to play this trick and let her stay.

Unexpectedly, Qi Cun really did what he said this time.

Qiao Yuan looked at the carriage parked at the door, his face expressionless.

Qi Cun was afraid that there would be no one to serve her on the road, so he didn't know where to find a girl, and stood in front of the carriage at this time and waited for her anxiously.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help but look at Qi Cun.

The skin is like new snow, the lips are like Zhu Dan, and the hair is like ebony.

Just as he saw it when he first saw it.

Qi Cun tightened his arms: "I arranged for the guards to follow, what do you tell them to do." “

Zhang Zuoling's behavior was different, after the assassination that broke in last time, he looked at Qiao Yuan in his arms in the morning, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

General Qi's impregnable armor also began to have a weakness, and protecting Qiao Yuan back to Shangjing had better protection for her, and it was difficult to keep it by his side.

Qiao Yuan...... Qiao Yuan was going to be angry.

She didn't expect Qi Cun to really send her back, and after such a while, even the baggage was packed, as if she knew that there would be such a day.

Qiao Yuan knew that she had a bad temperament, was squeamish, and domineering, and Ah Niang told her to be more restrained before she got married, and men didn't like such wives.

Now Qi Cun finally can't stand it anymore?

Qi Cun didn't know her feelings, so he carried her into the carriage and put her on a soft cushion.

Qiao Yuan glared at him angrily.

The little ancestor was always dissatisfied with him, and there were always a thousand and ten thousand dissatisfied.

Qi Cun didn't take it to heart, holding her face with both hands.

The big hand can almost cover the entire face, and there are small scars on the honey-colored skin over the years, which makes the small face in the palm of the palm like a delicate flower.

Qi Cun touched her face with restraint, and the touch under her hand was delicate, as tender as water tofu, and it was slippery when she pinched it.

"When you arrive in Shangjing, remember to write to me."

His voice was hoarse, and it lingered low in Qiao Yuan's ears.

Qiao Yuan tilted her head sensitively, she could not go back to Shangjing, as long as he opened his mouth and asked her to stay.

But until the carriage was about to leave, Qi Cun didn't show any abnormality.

The beauty couldn't help but open the curtain on the small window, and the green sleeves were like water on the window, implying a streamer.

Qi Cun stood on the stone steps in the doorway, his eyes black, until he saw her poking out her little furry head.

"The incense powder and jewelry are all on the third floor of the cabinet, and the maid also knows where it is, and she can see it when she opens it."

Qiao Yuan pulled down the curtain angrily, isolating that face from the car.

The carriage still departed.

The sound of horses' hooves tapping and tapping, little by little, ran towards the return journey

Go.

At noon, the carriage stopped in a wooded area to cook together.

The maid cautiously looked at the fairy-like new lady, she was a native of Gongzhou, her parents died, and she was sold by her uncle as a slave for silver.

She still doesn't know what the identity of the new lady is, and the person who bought her warned her to say less and do more, just serve the good lady with all her heart, and she will be blessed in the future.

The little girl didn't know why Mrs. had a little face all the way, she wanted her to be happy, and asked Mrs. if she wanted to get out of the car and take a walk.

Qiao Yuan sullenly refused.

When she came, she did everything possible to coax her, and now she was driven back alone.

There is no such thing.

Qiao Yuan's nails unconsciously buttoned the embroidery on the cuffs, thinking that he would never trust him again.

was sullen when there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves outside the car.

Qiao Yuan's heart was relieved, and he was still interested, so he opened the curtain and looked out.

Outside, it was not a tall man with black hair and black eyes, but a middle-aged man of medium stature.

This person turned over and dismounted, with a respectful face: "The minister is Zhang Mao, the leader of Gongzhou, I heard that Mrs. Ning Guo arrived in Gongzhou, and I came to greet her, and I hope that Mrs. will let the minister do his best to be a landlord." “

He was followed by a lot of people, faintly giving people pressure.

(End of chapter)