The jade hands that are as tender as green onions are delicate and weak, the bronze big hands have distinct bones, the green tendons are protruding, and the two hands are combined, there is a sense of being imprisoned and violent.

The wet kiss had already been tossed and turned on the snow shoulder, and just as it was about to go down, Qi Cun seemed to remember something, and finally raised his head.

Qiao Yuan met his slightly bloodshot eyes and was slightly stunned.

Click.

A thin silver bracelet with a red thread wrapped around it is worn on a snow wrist.

This bracelet seems to have been deliberately modified, and the circle has been enlarged, and the "peace and happiness" in the middle looks a little crooked.

The silver bell on the top was casually plucked by the man, and the crisp bell sound was very subtle, but at this moment, it seemed to be haunting every corner, and there was no escape.

Qiao Yuan heard the man's low, hoarse voice burrow into her ears.

"Return to its rightful owner."

A few fish food is thrown into the emerald lake, attracting several koi fish to scramble, and the red tail fin swims in the water, like a floating light.

It's been a few days since that dream, and Qiao Yuan still hasn't been able to understand the meaning of the phrase "things return to their original owners".

Did you mean that the silver bracelet was originally hers?

She doesn't have a deep memory of when she was a child, and she doesn't remember whether she had such a bracelet or not.

If it was really hers, how could it be in the cabinet of Qi Cun, or was it inadvertently put in by the maid?

But the jewelry she wore when she was young had already pressed to the bottom of the box, and the maid would not easily turn it out.

Children, all exist, and the things return to their original owners.

Qiao Yuan held his pink cheeks, thoughtful.

It's like there's just one key clue missing, and you can connect these together.

When Da Zhuang came over with the cold mung bean soup that his wife loved to drink, he saw the beauty standing in the pavilion at a glance.

The best court painters could not paint such stunning beauty, and the flowing clouds on the lotus brocade skirt were reflected in the water, which was very beautiful.

The beauty seemed to have something to worry about, her eyebrows furrowed, her head tilted, and she was attracted by the lotus flowers by the pool.

The pavilion was built on the edge of the pool, and the side near the water originally had a railing, but it happened to be broken yesterday, and it had not had time to repair it, and it was precariously kept in its original state.

So standing by the railing, leaning out to pick lotus flowers is very dangerous.

There was a bang in Da Zhuang's head, and several pictures flashed like a horse.

The deep lake, glowing with cold light, fierce waves, rippling green silk like smoke and mist, intertwined in the water, and finally fixed on a face that was covered by hair, but still showed a halo.

The body seemed to still have that kind of chaotic fear, and the heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand and pinched hard.

Before the white fingers touched the lotus, an iron arm crossed his waist.

Qiao Yuan's eyes were surprised, and before he could speak, he was carried away from the water's edge quickly, and was not put down until he withdrew some distance.

Behind her was breathing rapidly, and she felt the body behind her back tremble almost invisibly.

At this time, Qiao Yuan still remembered about the silver bracelet, turned around, and faced the frightened face between his eyebrows.

The always strong man had pale lips and cold sweat on his forehead.

Qiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, ignored the big hand that was still on his waist, touched his face, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" “

The distance between the two was very close, and the pair of bright water eyes were close at hand, like water grapes, full of undisguised concern.

The trembling body miraculously calmed down under this gaze, and Da Zhuang just wanted to speak, only to find that his throat was not tight.

There was a soft touch on his forehead, and it was his wife who was wiping his sweat.

Da Zhuang closed his eyes, buried his head in his wife's shoulder, and hugged her tightly.

Qiao Yuan was not in a hurry, and waited until the breathing on the side of his neck slowly calmed down, and after a while, he heard a muffled voice.

"The railing is broken."

Qiao Yuan looked at his nervous look just now, and thought something was wrong, but now he breathed a sigh of relief, "I know." “

She was not a child, so she naturally noticed the broken railing, so she held on to the pillar when picking the lotus flowers, so as not to fall herself.

Qiao Yuan patted the man's back, just about to push him away.

"I think I see someone drowning."

His words were a little strange, but Qiao Yuan reacted immediately, thinking that he had fallen into the lake and was rescued by Qi Cun before, he was weak and happy.

"What do you remember?"

Da Zhuang's eyes were confused, he held his forehead, and was in a trance for a while, "I don't know." “

He tried to recall the woman's face, but he couldn't see it clearly, and when he thought about it again, a dense pain began to rise in his head.

Qiao Yuan hurriedly took his hand, "That's it, forget it if you can't think of it, just take your time." “

It's stupid enough now, but don't make any more mistakes.

Da Zhuang eased up, his chest felt soft to the touch, and he realized that the two were still hugging each other, and quickly let go of the hand that was holding his wife's waist.

Qiao Yuan didn't care, and gently smoothed the folds on his clothes.

Da Zhuang glanced at his wife, saw her thin white fingertips caressing the placket of her chest, and the tips of her ears turned red, so he quickly looked away.

This incident inspired Qiao Yuan, and she remembered that the doctor said that she could take Qi Cun to experience the familiar environment before, which might help to recover her memory.

But before she could come up with any plans, she received an invitation.

It was the birthday banquet held by Princess Yirong.

Qiao Yuan was Princess Yirong's companion when she was a child, and the relationship between the two was good at that time, and there have been fewer contacts over the years, but she was not easy to refuse when people specially invited.

Princess Yirong lost her husband a few years ago, and now she lives alone in the huge princess mansion, she loves to be lively, often holds banquets of various names, and the princess's mansion is also carved and painted.

Qiao Yuan didn't expect to meet Qiao Jia, who he hadn't seen for a long time, here, and just wanted to walk away, but was looked at.

Qiao Jia was put into Zhuangzi before, since Qiao Yuan's mother went to live in Jingxin Nunnery, Qiao Jia didn't know what scheming she had, but let Aunt Zhao blow the pillow wind in Qiao's father's ear and took Qiao Jia back home.

"Sister."

Qiao Yuan didn't hear it.

Qiao Jia had no choice but to say something she was interested in: "Sister, my father has agreed to sign the letter of separation." “

Qiao Yuan really stopped, turned around, streamer skirt, slender waist: "Really? “

Qiao Jia pushed the wheelchair closer and looked up at her: "I heard that Aunt Zhao has made a lot of efforts in it." “

In the past, when Qiao's mother was in charge of the house, the rules of the house were strict, and Aunt Zhao had been suppressed for decades, and now she has the opportunity to get rid of this shrewd housewife, but she has to work hard.

Even if the new housemother enters the mansion, she will not be able to control the Qiao family in a short time, and she can make a lot of benefits from it.

Qiao Yuan didn't care what other people's intentions were, as long as the result was what she wanted to see.

She was happy for A-Niang in her heart, and her face was also a little relaxed, and she shook the handkerchief in her hand lightly, and said, "Sister Qiao is incapacitated, and her mind is quite active." ”

Qiao Jia carefully grabbed her sleeve: "Even if my father and mother are reconciled, I am also your sister." “

She had a little grievance on her face, and seemed to be sad for Qiao Yuan's attitude that she couldn't avoid.

Qiao Yuan was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't bother to bother with her.

The maidservant led the two to the place where the banquet was held, passing by a rockery, but heard a child crying.

(End of chapter)