Qiao Yuan tripped over him defenselessly, and sat on top of him, holding his strong chest with both hands to stabilize his body.

She was a little annoyed: "Qi Cun ......"

Qi Cun moved his hands and feet, and broke free from his shawl in Qiao Yuan's stunned gaze.

The little daughter-in-law is so delicate that she can poke it down with a finger, so she thinks that such a little thing can trap him.

The tide turned in an instant.

Qi Cun lay lazily and held her feet: "Didn't you learn a lesson just now, do it again." “

There are still people waiting outside, and this son's kung fu is not enough to do anything, so he is still unwilling to let go.

The confinement was loosened, and Qiao Yuan quickly crawled down with the tips of his ears red, for fear that he would be dragged back if he took a slow step.

Qi Cun looked at her like a beast avoiding a flood, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Daughter-in-law, your hair is messy." “

Qiao Yuan paused and touched his hair in disbelief.

Ignorant, it looks like being lured forward, but I have been deceived too many times before, and now I don't dare to believe it completely, so I can only poke my head out tentatively.

Qi Cun beckoned: "Come here, I'll help you sort it out." “

Qiao Yuan is very particular about it, and he does not allow himself to appear in front of outsiders with an untidy appearance.

Qiao Yuan looked at him hesitantly for a moment, then slowly moved back.

Qi Cun sat on the edge of the couch with a golden knife, and stretched out his hand for a long time until he completely held the fragrant and soft little daughter-in-law in his arms.

Qiao Yuan looked thin, but in fact, he was soft when he hugged it, his face was white and tender, like a delicate pastry with a fragrant fragrance, and it made people want to take a bite when he hugged it.

Ignorant, obviously protected in the greenhouse, not deeply involved in the world, but with an unconscious hook.

The little beauty is simply fabricated by stepping on his preferences perfectly, and every moment Qi Cun looks at her, he will wonder how there is such a person in the world who suits his heart.

It's like a trap with honey, Qi Cun walked cautiously, for fear that it was a joke played by God, and one day God suddenly reacted and took back everything in front of him lightly.

Qi Cun buried himself in her neck, covering his reddened eyes, and took a deep breath viciously.

The fiery breath of exhalation hit his ears, slowly staining the snow skin red.

Qiao Yuan felt a little itchy and couldn't help but push his shoulder.

Qi Cun came back to his senses, closed his eyes, and then opened them again and returned to normal.

Qiao Yuan looked up at him, his jade skin was greasy, and he waited with peace of mind.

Qi Cun put the broken hairpin on her sideburns behind her ear, and helped the hairpin on the bun, and slowly arranged it for her.

When the two of them cleaned up, Qi Ling was already waiting in the flower hall.

She's dressed very fresh today.

His hair was all pulled up, there was no jewelry on his hair, and his clothes were simple, with his cuffs and trouser legs tied up, making him look neat and tidy.

Qi Ling saw her beautiful sister-in-law and raised her lips and smiled.

vaguely revealed Qiao Yuan's youthfulness when he first saw her, but he seemed to have matured a lot, and his eyebrows and eyes were calm.

When Qi Ling saw them coming, she stood up and saluted, not a blessing salute, but arched her hand: "Brother, sister-in-law." “

The beauty was amused, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Qi Ling didn't procrastinate, and directly expressed her intentions: "Brother, sister-in-law, I'm here to resign." “

Qiao Yuan was surprised: "Where are you going?" “

Qi Ling explained: "In a few days, there is a dart team going to Lizhou, and there are friends I used to know, and I asked them to take me. “

She smiled heartily: "After being a lady these days, I think I still can't adapt to such days." “

has changed from a wild girl to the younger sister of Zhenbei Hou, and anyone who hears it will drop their jaws.

Qi Ling now jumped out and looked back on this experience, feeling a lot of emotion.

The etiquette of the noble girl is a lot, and she even has to care about how to walk and laugh, Qi Ling used to pretend to be a man and ran outside, and gradually developed a dislike of restraint.

All kinds of banquets, as well as all kinds of New Year's and holiday interactions, just remembering those interpersonal relationships is a headache, and you have to prepare gifts according to your identity and preferences, and you can't make any mistakes.

Especially after experiencing the cold treatment of the Wang family, Qi Ling has grown up a little more, and understands that in life, you should not live for other people's opinions, and you are the most important.

She wants to see other scenery and really control her own destiny, instead of waiting until the right age, seeing a well-connected husband marry her, teach her husband and children, and live her life.

Qi Cun has done a lot of unruly things, and he doesn't have to restrict others by rules.

He didn't interfere with what choice Qi Ling made, or he didn't care.

In fact, it can be said that it is extremely cold.

Except for Qiao Yuan, he didn't want to be in charge of anyone else's life, even if this person was his own sister.

He looked at the little beauty sitting on the railing chair.

Outside the railing is a bush of begonias, and in spring, a tree is pink and white.

A thin branch with a bud poked in through the openwork pattern and hung vastly beside her.

Qi Cun leaned over and plucked one and pinned it behind her ear.

Qi Ling, who was about to leave, saw the scene where the corners of the two clothes were entangled, Luo's skirt was delicate and beautiful, and Xuanyi was silent and restrained, silently locking the scenery.

It seems to be inseparable forever, always red-hot and hot.

Although Qiao Yuan didn't seem to be affected by the falling water, Qi Cun still forcefully pressed her on the couch to recuperate for a few days.

She is weak and boneless, and she can't see anything now, and when she gets old, all kinds of small problems and small injuries will come out, and then she will cry and blame him for ignoring her when she was young.

It wasn't until the spring banquet was held in the palace that Qiao Yuan got rid of all kinds of tonics.

Shangjing pays attention to elegance, the custom of spring banquet has a long history, enjoy the spring scenery, step on the spring mountain, and at the same time because spring is the beginning of the four seasons, there is also the meaning of encouragement.

The palace gathers skilled craftsmen, and all kinds of famous flowers and plants compete to open, which is eye-catching.

The monarch and the ministers are harmonious, and they are smiling and smiling.

No one expected that the emperor would suddenly propose to let the Marquis of Zhenbei concurrently serve as the governor.

In the political structure of Daji, the military power and the executive power do not interfere with each other.

The position of the governor is the same as that of the deputy minister, and belongs to the list of administration.

The Marquis of Zhenbei is now the peak of military generals, and the military power does not have to be handed over, and the soldiers and horses in the world can be mobilized.

Flowers are brocade, and the fire is cooking.

This is the real Jane in the emperor's heart, under one person, above ten thousand.

Qi Cun's face was calm, and he calmly stepped forward to thank him.

The hundreds of officials in the hall had different expressions.

Exclamation, envy, jealousy, jealousy.

Qiao Yuan sat in his seat and raised his eyes to look up.

The emperor above the high level is majestic, but the old state of his gestures can't be covered up, and his increasingly thin body gradually can't support the bright yellow dragon robe.

I heard that the emperor has been infected with a cold recently, and the smell of medicine in the palace of diligence does not dissipate all day long.

(End of chapter)