The high bed has soft pillows, and the incense burner produces smoke.

When Qiao Yuan opened his eyes, he saw a big indigo embroidered gold thread sprinkled flower tent on the top of his head.

As soon as she moved, the man sitting in front of the bed felt it, lifted the tent, and helped her to sit up.

The fine and soft hair is swaying down on the chest, the snow skin is beautiful, the face is flushed, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows contain a hint of spring love, which makes people know at a glance that she must be a very favored beauty.

Qiao Yuan leaned on his hard chest, took a sip of water from his hand, and looked at the surrounding environment, "Where is this?" “

This room is beautifully furnished, and it is obviously not the simple little courtyard of the eldest lady.

"Zhizhou Mansion, the new Zhizhou just took office a few days ago, and the case has to be closed, so we will stay here for a few days temporarily."

Qi Cun wiped the water stains from her lips with his fingertips, and put them in his mouth without any pressure under Qiao Yuan's expressionless gaze.

The dignified lord, how can he act like a ruffian and a hooligan.

Qiao Yuan's face was hot, and he couldn't help but kick him.

Qi Cun couldn't help but laugh and carried her to the back of the screen to get dressed.

Now that spring has begun, the clothes are lighter than before.

The lotus lotus-colored smoky hibiscus pleated skirt is covered with water-red butterfly bamboo leaf pleats, slightly revealing the beautiful collarbone, with a jade-like halo.

Qiao Yuan sat on the couch, his snow-white neck slowly dyed red.

Qi Cun half-squatted in front of her, and the black jade crown tied his hair, which was originally a gentleman's restrained attire, but what he did was not a matter of etiquette.

The toes on the red gold robe were round and lovely, like small bamboo shoots that had just grown, curled up timidly under his gaze.

Qi Cun held the jade foot, his eyes changed, and his fingers rubbed for a while, until the white and tender instep was covered with a pink halo, and then he reluctantly put on the foot coat.

When Qiao Yuan was sleeping before, Qi Zheng set up a table in front of the couch to deal with affairs.

He was never on guard against Qiao Yuan, so some folds on the table were still clearly unfolding.

Qiao Yuan inadvertently glanced at it and asked him what he would do with Zhang Mao and the others in the future.

Qi Cun squeezed her hand and said casually: "Raid the house, escort it to Beijing, and wait for the fate." “

I can probably guess that the adult men of the Zhang family can't escape the fate of beheading, and the rest are exiled to the bitter cold land.

Zhang Mao has been in Gongzhou for so many years, and the amount of corruption is huge, and the children of the Zhang family are arrogant and domineering, and they are deeply hated by the people of Gongzhou.

When the house was raided, it also attracted a lot of people to surround it, and there were rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs.

Qiao Yuan pulled Qi Cun's clothes: "How is Chanjuan, she is not a member of the Zhang family, can you save her." “

In the days she has been in the Zuoling Mansion, Chanjuan has treated her well, and she is also a victim of the Zhang family.

Qi Cun looked at her eyes and pretended to hesitate: "Although it is not the Zhang family, it has something to do with it......

When Qiao Yuan heard this, he was so anxious that he wrapped his arms around his neck: "No, Chanjuan has been defecting to Zhang Mao since she was a child, but the Zhang family treats her badly, and I have seen the young lady of the Zhang family beat her with my own eyes......"

Her pupils were lighter than Qi Cun's color, and there was a mist surging, like a pool of spring water.

Qi Cun enjoyed the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, and waited for his daughter-in-law to be in a hurry, so he spoke slowly: "Don't worry, I'm afraid she's on her way back to her hometown now." “

Qiao Yuan was stunned: "What?" “

Qi Cun pinched her face: "She handed over a piece of evidence that recorded the Zhang family's evil deeds over the years, which can be regarded as a meritorious service and allowed her to return to her ancestral hometown." “

Qiao Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Chanjuan misses the days with her parents when she was a child, and it's good to be able to go home now.

Qiao Yuan said to Qi Cun with a little regret, Miss Chan is a good woman, but it is a pity that she was born in the wrong place.

Chanjuan's parents died, and she came to her uncle, she was okay when she was a child, but she was abused at most, but as she grew up, her good looks were gradually exposed.

First, Zhang Li coveted her beauty and directly forcibly occupied her, and later Zhang Mao took advantage of her beauty and sent her to the beds of high-ranking officials and nobles, so as to listen to the news and expand the circle.

A girl from a pure white family has become a secret prostitute, Chanjuan has long hated the Zhang family, and has been silently collecting evidence all these years.

When the convoy hadn't arrived in Gongzhou before, Chanjuan appeared for the first time, and Zhang Mao sent her, originally wanting to place her next to Zhenbei Hou as a spy, but who knew that it wouldn't work, and then he would directly send assassins.

When Qi Cun came out with the sleeping Qiao Yuan in his arms this morning, he was stopped by Chanjuan, who was waiting outside.

Her face was calm, and she silently presented a thick stack of letters.

There are records of Zhang Mao's contact with informants over the years, and even Qi Cun peeled off the cocoon, and dug out deeper things.

The maid came in with her meals, put them on one by one, and withdrew lightly.

Qi Cun held his little daughter-in-law on his lap and fed her.

Qiao Yuan refused to no avail, so he could only follow him with a red face.

……

When Xu Ling, the prefect of Gongzhou, returned to the house, she saw a bunch of eggs, vegetables and fruits at the door of the house, and her enthusiastic posture made the porter unable to resist.

The personal maid sighed: "In addition to a big harm to Gongzhou, I heard that Zhenbei Hou settled in Zhizhou Mansion, and these days, the things sent by the people have not been broken." “

The maid said to herself, not feeling the red cheeks of the young lady.

The new Zhizhou's surname is Xu, Gongzhou is remote, far away from the political center of Shangjing, and not many people are willing to come here.

However, Gongzhou has just experienced natural and man-made disasters, and it is a time when all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, if you do well, you can write it in the merit book, and you can be promoted more smoothly in the future.

Xu Yuan thought about it for a while, and dragged his family to take office.

Xu Ling is Xu Yuan's daughter-in-law, and now she has become the daughter of the prefect, and she is the first in the circle of nobles in Gongzhou.

After passing the arch, Xu Ling suddenly stopped.

The maid was puzzled and followed her gaze.

The weeping willows are deep, as if separating the two worlds, and also add a touch of charm to the scenery inside.

Embroidered shoes adorned with pearls stepped on the white stone, and the beauty leaned out to pick daffodils in the pool.

The blue skirt is spread out on the railing, and a white arm stretches out from the sleeve, the ice posture is clear, thrilling, and trembling like a dew drop on a lotus leaf, beautiful and fragile.

The light that leaked through the gaps in the leaves fell on the beauty's white jade-like face, glowing with a faint halo.

Anyone who sees this scene can't help but hold their breath, for fear that if they make a sound, the delicate beauty will be frightened and fall into the pool.

Soon, outsiders realized their unwanted worries.

When you get closer, the half of the waist that is obscured by the railing is revealed.

The waist seal pinched out a very thin line, weak and vulnerable, but fell into a pair of thick palms.

The hands were obviously very familiar with what they were in, as if they had carefully rubbed it day and night, tasting inch by inch, so that the place where the fingers were embedded fit perfectly.

The arm muscles are smooth, and the green tendons on the back of the hand are slightly bulging, containing endless explosive power, which can indulge the naughty wife to play willfully, and always support her below.

This scene fell into Xu Ling's eyes, which made her feel a stab in her heart, and she couldn't help but step forward and blessed her body: "Zhenbei Hou." “

(End of chapter)