Chapter Ninety-One: Different Dreams in the Same Bed

Qiao Yuan was puzzled, but when he saw the maidservant snorting, he saluted her: "It must be that the fourth prince is greedy for fun and ran in, and the slave and maid will go and take him out." “

The fourth prince and Princess Yirong are siblings of the same mother, and it is understandable that they are here today.

Qiao Yuan bowed his head and saw the maid hurriedly running into the rockery, and sure enough, a child about eight years old was brought out.

The child was in a mess, and when he came out to see such a fairy-like beauty, he hid behind the maidservant shyly, and he could see that he was shy.

Earlier, the eldest prince and the second prince were too bright, and they crushed the remaining minor younger brothers.

Who knew that there were unforeseen circumstances, and now that the eldest prince and the second prince have fallen, everyone's eyes have to turn to the remaining princes.

Originally, Li Xing, as the eldest of them, also had a few chances of winning, but there were few supporters in the DPRK and China.

When everyone mentioned the fourth prince, they only sighed, and the emperor unceremoniously commented on this son - mediocrity.

Today, this kind of thing of running to the rockery to play, but being stuck and unable to get out of the matter was reported to those ministers, and they had to shake their heads and say: "Rotten wood cannot be carved." “

Today's birthday banquet is also a joy for the guests and hosts, and after the banquet, Princess Yirong specially took Qiao Yuan back to her bedroom and talked to her for a while.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two were in the same situation, and they lost their husbands at a young age, and Princess Yirong comforted her to look forward.

When Qiao Yuan came out, he passed by a man in an emerald robe.

Qiao Jia was still waiting outside, full of interest, and wanted to follow her back to Zhuangzi to live.

Qiao Yuan naturally refused.

Qiao Jiannunu's mouth, but Qiao Yuan's attitude was firm, and she didn't want to annoy her sister, so she had to change the topic: "Sister, do you know who the man who went in just now was?" “

Qiao Yuan looked sideways, she didn't even see the man's face clearly just now, so she naturally didn't know his identity.

Qiao Jia approached mysteriously, "It's not early, sister, when you come out, will the princess's bedroom be empty?" “

Qiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, reacted, and his cheeks were crimson.

Her skin is too white, and this layer of red is like a touch of cinnabar on rice paper, pure and glamorous.

Qiao Jia got closer, "The princess has been widowed for many years, this is also human nature, I hope my sister is the same." “

Qiao Yuan frowned: "Shut up." “

Qiao Jia was dissatisfied: "Could it be that my sister still wants to guard the town for the rest of her life?" I have a few pictures of the little ones there, so my sister might as well take them and take a look at them, and pick one or two. “

At this time, the two of them were walking out of the door, and the carriage of the Zhenguo Mansion was waiting on the side.

Da Zhuang stayed in the carriage, and through the curtain he saw his wife approaching, and was about to get out of the carriage, when he heard this, his heart tightened.

Yes, Madame is still so young and so beautiful, how can she be a widow for the rest of her life.

Fortunately, I soon heard Madame's scolding: "What nonsense." “

Da Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then an unknown emotion rose in his heart.

Even if he hadn't seen other ladies get along with the guards, he noticed that the ladies seemed to be too tolerant of him.

Perhaps, his delusions can be favored by God.

Da Zhuang swallowed.

Madame did not reject his hugs, and allowed him to share a bed, at least in Madame, he was different from others.

Does the lady have the same mind as his?

As soon as this guess came out, he felt that he was being amorous again, and he was entangled until Qiao Yuan came up.

The carriage started slowly.

Da Zhuang's heart was tense, his back was wet, and he didn't dare to look at the lady sitting opposite.

Fortunately, the lady also seemed to have something on her mind, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him.

Qiao Yuan glanced at the man with his head down, and lowered his eyes in deep thought.

This banquet reminded her that now is the critical moment, Qi Cun's amnesia can come slowly, and the situation in the court and China can't wait.

Although she doesn't understand the major affairs of the court and politics, she also knows that Qi Cun's ambition is not small, she has a gap in her chest, and she is unwilling to live behind others.

Qiao Yuan knew how to contact Qi Cun's henchmen, thought about it, considered his words, and tentatively spoke.

Da Zhuang was thinking wildly, and the bold words came to his mouth and swallowed back, when he suddenly heard his wife call him.

The voice was as good as ever, almost in his bones.

"Da Zhuang, being a guard is indeed wronged by you, I have a better errand here, although I can't serve by my side anymore, but it has a future than now."

Qiao Yuan thought, although he has no memory, but he has been in a high position for many years, and the sharpness he has cultivated should still be there, and if he has a confidant to help, he should be able to get started with these matters quickly.

But I don't want to, in the ears of men, the meaning is different.

He had only heard someone stirring up in his wife's ear, and she was going to tear him off now.

Then, she can sing with her favorite little girl night and night with confidence?

The corners of Da Zhuang's mouth were straight, and the nervous and expectant mood dissipated little by little.

Qiao Yuan couldn't see his expression clearly, and seeing that he didn't answer, he simply sat down, "Do you want it?" “

At this moment, the wheel seemed to run over a stone, and the carriage jolted.

Qiao Yuan was defenseless, and when he was about to fall, he was hugged into his arms.

The back and chest were hot, Qiao Yuan heard his heartbeat, and just wanted to turn back, a big hand pinched her chin and imprisoned her movements.

This kind of action has a hint of coercion, and it feels offensive and ambiguous inexplicably. Since the man lost his memory, he felt that he was just a servant and had never done it again.

Qiao Yuan was surprised, but she couldn't see his face, so she naturally didn't know that the pure goodness on the face of the honest servant she thought was slowly disappearing.

If she could turn back, she would find that this expression had already resembled Qi Cun.

Qiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and felt a head resting on her shoulder, and her hair poked her neck a little itchy.

"I want to."

Da Zhuang sniffed the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were dark.

He heard that his wife wanted him to agree, and that his wife wanted him to do it, so he naturally would not refuse.

Then, if the courtesies are still exchanged, the lady should also answer his begging.

Qiao Yuan heard Da Zhuang's satisfactory reply, and he was thinking about how to handle this matter properly.

Directly reveal his identity and return to the town of Beihou Mansion, it is impossible in the current form, so he can only ask the housekeeper to transfer the henchmen who were with Qi Cun in the Hou Mansion a little bit, and he still needs to find another identity to hide people's eyes.

Under the premise that Da Zhuang has lost his memory, he doesn't know how long it will take to figure out the current situation, and I don't know if his current mind can cope with it.

In the small carriage, two people hugged each other tightly, each with their own thoughts, but they were on the same path.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Qiao Yuan called someone to go back to the Hou Mansion to invite the housekeeper, and the Hou Mansion temporarily had Qi Ling and the housekeeper on top, but nothing else happened.

After listening to Qiao Yuan's instructions, the housekeeper began to arrange, the secret guards in the mansion operated as before they existed, and the staff could handle most of the affairs, but there were still some secret letters that could not be handled.

(End of chapter)