Qiao Yuan was startled, and with the strength of his hand, he broke off a narcissus.

Qi Cun was not affected at all, and seeing that she had picked it up, he hugged Qiao Yuan unhurriedly and came down, his arms steady.

Xu Ling bit his lip: "The gatehouse is full of gifts from the people, and everyone is known as the Zhenbei Hou Yingming Shenwu." “

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan poked his head out curiously.

Qi Cun pressed her little moving head back into his arms, turned around and nodded coldly.

Xu Ling couldn't see the face of the woman in his arms, and could only see the corners of the skirt revealed in the hem of the dark clothes.

Delicate and pretty, with an innocence that does not understand the world.

Xu Ling heard that the Hou of Zhenbei had brought in a woman in the morning, so he hurriedly sent someone to find out the way out.

Hearing that the Hou of Zhenbei had been investigating the case outside the city incognito before, Xu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, maybe it was a peasant girl who shamelessly hooked up.

This peasant girl relied on her good looks to invite pets, and she actually hooked the Hou Ye to frolic with her during the day, and when she entered the door, she would sooner or later send these people out.

She couldn't help but take a step forward: "At noon, my father held a banquet in the courtyard and wanted to invite the Hou Ye to drink together." “

Xu Ling's father didn't say this himself, but she knew that her father had always spoiled her, and it didn't matter if she told a little lie.

Zhenbei Hou lived in her house temporarily, and he would not even refuse her little request.

Unexpectedly, Zhenbei Hou only glanced at her slightly, Xu Ling's heartbeat increased slightly, and he heard him say: "Ben Hou has been busy investigating and dealing with the Zhang family these days, and he is busy with affairs, so he will report to Lord Xu for me." “

I had time to accompany the peasant girl out to pick flowers, but I didn't have time to go to her father's banquet.

Xu Ling was proud to be a lady for everyone, so naturally he was not embarrassed to ask, so he could only watch the two walk away.

She stamped her foot, thought for a moment, and ran toward her father's study.

Xu Ling went to the study to deliver soup to his father before, and that time he happened to meet his father and Zhenbei Hou discussing things.

The man's eyebrows are starry, his shoulders are broad, his waist is narrow, and his deep gold clothes can't cover his tendons like iron bumps, and his fiery breath almost breaks through his clothes.

Daddy told her that the man was the famous Zhenbei Hou.

Xu Ling thought that such a man who stood up to the sky should be her husband.

In the study of Xu's house.

"Do you want to marry Zhenbei Hou?"

Xu Ling met her father's surprised gaze and nodded shyly.

"Dad, the Marquis of Zhenbei is hot now, and if he is your son-in-law, you won't suffer at all."

Xu Yuan nodded, if the Marquis of Zhenbei was really his son-in-law, and the two Weng sons-in-law helped each other and became one heart, why should he worry about the official career.

"However, the Marquis of Zhenbei already has a wife." Xu Yuan said with regret.

Xu Ling's head was clouded, and he lost his voice and said, "What? “

Xu Yuan glanced at his daughter, "It's the woman next to Zhenbei Hou, who was born in a famous family in Beijing." “

He quipped: "Mrs. Zhenbei Hou's maiden family is more rich than ours, and your father is not so capable of forcing him to stop his wife and remarry." “

Xu Ling's face was blue and white for a while, on the one hand, he was ashamed that he had just treated his wife as a fox, and on the other hand, he was surprised that the husband he had finally met had already married a wife.

But, so what, how many men are not three wives and four concubines, it still depends on which one Zhenbei Hou likes.

Xu Ling gritted her teeth, feeling that she should give it a go, leaving her father's shouts behind, and running towards the courtyard where Zhenbei Hou lived.

It's quiet inside.

Xu Ling didn't have time to be surprised, ran into the house, and was about to open his mouth, when he suddenly heard a strange gasp.

"Hmm...... No, it's too much, I can't eat it......"

This is a coquettish complaint of a woman.

"Yes, I can eat it before, but how long will it take for it to be gone?"

The man coaxed eagerly, his deep voice tinged with a hoarseness.

How could Xu Ling forget this voice, Zhenbei Hou, who was cold in front of her, turned out to be so anxious in front of his wife.

Rushing up to ask again, Xu Ling knew that it was just humiliating himself, so he turned around and left silently.

In the inner room, Qiao Yuan pinched his nose and poured a bowl of medicine with a bitter face.

Qi Cun thought that she was weak in physique, and she only ate a little bird at every meal, and sooner or later her body would be boiled down, so she specially found a prescription to condition her body.

The recipe is a combination of food tonic and medicinal supplement, which is actually not difficult to drink, but Qiao Yuan is used to being squeamish, and he can't stand it at all.

There are medicinal materials in the recipe, no matter how small it is, it is bitter, and every time Qi Cun coaxes the little daughter-in-law to drink this thing, it is a big project, so he has to send the maids out.

Originally, it was drunk once a month, and the days when Qiao Yuan was taken captive to the Zuoling Mansion happened to be the day when she drank this thing, and she thought she had escaped with smugness.

Qi Cun helped her wipe the corners of her mouth: "Good behave." “

Qiao Yuan said in a daze: "Was there any sound just now?" “

Qi Zheng kissed the corner of her mouth: "You heard it wrong. “

The simple little beauty didn't care.

In the next few days, Qiao Yuan left the Zhizhou Mansion and was about to return to Beijing on the day he unexpectedly ran into the daughter of Zhizhou.

Qiao Yuan bowed his head, but saw that the girl seemed to have seen a ghost, her face was red and white, and she ran away as soon as she slipped away.

Qiao Yuan looked at it, and suddenly felt inexplicable.

This return trip was very smooth, and the carriage swayed on the official road for nearly half a month, and finally arrived in Shangjing.

In front of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei, Jinshu got the news earlier and had led the maid to wait here.

An ebony carriage gradually came into view.

Jin Shu was overjoyed and walked down the steps.

When she entered the house to serve Qiao Yuan to freshen up that day, she suddenly found that there was no one on the couch, and she was startled, until the old housekeeper of the Hou Mansion hurriedly came over to inform the Hou Ye and his wife that they had quietly taken a carriage to Gongzhou earlier, and they were half relieved.

Jinshu grew up in the Gaomen clan since he was a child, and the big family has a lot of red tape, pays attention to behavior, and can't stand the slightest mistake, how can he ever be so surprised.

Even if you want to visit someone on the street, you have to make a point half a month in advance, and you can leave where you are so uninhibited.

The dignified martial arts lord acted so presumptuously, treating the rules as nothing, and with a delicate wife, he didn't alarm anyone.

Men are like beasts in the wilderness, they have not been bathed in Confucian upbringing, they act by nature, they come and go in the circle of Shangjing, and they have abducted the most dazzling pearl of Shangjing.

However, he was the marquis and took command, and climbed to this day with a real sword and a real sword, and few people in Manshangjing dared to provoke him, and no one could restrain him for a while.

After Jinshu was surprised, a wave of complaints arose, and he began to worry about his wife, who was as fragile as porcelain.

The road is far away, Gongzhou is bitterly cold, how can the delicate flowers that grew up in the greenhouse be able to stand it, a few months apart, the Hou Ye did not bring the people who served around him, how can the lady stand it?

She was anxious, afraid that she would see the leaves withered and yellow and the petals curled up listlessly.

The carriage gradually stopped.

Jin Shu was about to step forward, but saw the curtain opened from the inside by a big thick hand.

(End of chapter)