Da Zhuang's eyes darkened, and for a moment, he raised his eyes to look at the little beauty: "I really can't suppress the gratitude in my heart, so I apologize to you." “

He lowered his head and narrowed the edge between his eyebrows, looking no different from the previous Da Zhuang.

Qiao Yuanhu looked at him suspiciously, and snorted: "If you repay the favor, you will repay the favor, what do you do when you take off my clothes?" “

Da Zhuang said innocently: "Madam, I just want to serve you to change your clothes." “

He glanced at the wooden frame on the side, Qiao Yuan followed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw the clothes she was going to wear today.

Did she misunderstand?

Qiao Yuan's cheeks were hot, and he held back a sentence for a while: "This is not what you have to do." “

Although I didn't know how many times I had been helped by Qi Cun to wear clothes before, the big man in front of him didn't have any memories of before, and Qiao Yuan was always a little shy under such a gaze.

The corners of Da Zhuang's lips slowly lowered.

He could eat at the same table with his wife, he could be in the same room with his wife, but he could be honest with him, and only the closest men and women in the world could do it.

He is a subordinate, so naturally he is not qualified to see Mrs. Bingzi Xueqing's body.

Sun Yue was a hindrance before, so he and his wife had an accident in the water pavilion, he should have abided by his duty, and it was enough to slowly taste that trace of beauty for the rest of his life, and he dared to think more.

Qiao Yuan grabbed the clothes on the side, and the afterglow swept over his calm face, but he was a little uneasy in his heart for some reason.

The sky looks calm and calm as if it is covered by heavy clouds, but it doesn't know when a storm will fall.

After a while, she still comforted: "I don't have much strength to work here, you just need to do a good job." “

The simple little beauty can't even understand a man's meat words, which makes people want to stand on the couch even more, say all the bastard words in her ear, and admire the white jade-like cheeks on the pink glow.

Qi Cun saw that she was holding her clothes and did not move, looking at him with a red face, and turned around with interest.

It's just that as soon as he stepped out of the screen, the man's eyes changed.

He's really a despicable person.

The kind lady offered him a chance, but he only thought about revenge.

If an ordinary subordinate is not qualified to think of the high-ranking Duchess of the Kingdom, then he will keep climbing up.

One day, he will hold this bright moon firmly in his hands.

Qiao Yuan changed his clothes and came out, and found that Da Zhuang had left.

He seems to be very busy these days, and this time he came back with a lot of free time.

He didn't bother much, he could only stay for a while, and most of the time he spent watching the beauties sleep.

Qiao Yuan doesn't understand government politics, but Qi Cun's subordinates are all trustworthy people, and even if he loses his memory, he will not be easily fooled, so Qiao Yuan is very relieved about his situation.

After having breakfast with his son, Qiao Yuan packed up and went to the east of the city to find Qiao's mother.

Since Qiao's father signed the letter of reconciliation, Qiao's mother moved out of Jingshui Nunnery and bought a house in the east of the city as a place to stay.

Because not long after moving in, you can still see people moving things in and out of the house.

Compared with her previous gloomy appearance, Qiao's mother has indeed changed a lot now, and the most intuitive thing is the relaxation of the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, as if she has let go of a major event.

She was already dignified and magnificent, but now that she is troubled, she looks a few years younger.

"I should have made a decision a long time ago, I wasted so many brisk days." Qiao's mother sighed.

When she thinks back to her days in Qiao's Mansion now, it's like a dream.

Managing the food, housing and transportation of a large family, every day when he opens his eyes, the subordinates who report have not been broken, and he has to deal with the disputes caused by the jealousy of those aunts, and discipline the concubines.

Now she is not the head mother of a big family, Qiao's mother has a lot of private property, there is no shortage of money, and there is a daughter of the Duchess of the country, no one dares to be unkind to her.

Qiao Yuan took a sip of tea and chuckled: "It's not too late." “

The mother and daughter talked for a while, and began to discuss with great interest how to decorate the house.

As he was talking, the next person came to report that Mrs. Zhou's mother and son were here.

Seeing that Qiao Yuan was a little confused, Qiao's mother explained: "It is a distant relative, her son is going to participate in this autumn festival, and the two of them have no place to live in Shangjing, so they will live here for a while." “

Qiao's mother has a good temperament, and she didn't look down on these relatives who came to defect, anyway, the house is big, and it's nothing to borrow.

Qiao Yuan was surprised.

After a while, a woman in her forties and fifties came in, carrying a porcelain jar in her hand, and Mrs. Zhou had a smile on her face.

"I'm really sorry to bother for so long, this is a home-made dried fruit, it's not as good as what Mrs. eats on weekdays, so I want it to be fresh, and I hope you don't dislike it."

Qiao Yuan raised his eyes slightly, and saw that she was followed by a young man of about twenty, wearing a navy blue robe, with a slender figure, handsome eyebrows, and a strong bookish anger.

As soon as Zhou Lian entered the house, he saw that there was a girl he hadn't seen before, and he didn't look at it, he just lowered his head and only opened the porcelain jar, and the maid took out some of it and put it on the plate.

The dried fruit was shiny in color, and there were white sugar stains sprinkled on it, and Qiao's mother asked people to take some out, twist one and put it in her mouth, which was a little surprising.

"I eat these things on weekdays, and I always feel tired, and the dried fruits you make are sweet and sour, but they are my appetite."

Mrs. Zhou's expression was relieved, and the smile on her face was even bigger, and then she looked at Qiao Yuan.

As soon as she came in, she noticed the girl next to Qiao's mother, without him, it was too eye-catching, wearing a lotus-colored brocade skirt, covered with water fufu twigs and folds, and her fingers on the ebony table were as tender as jade.

Mrs. Zhou subconsciously disliked it, the woman's appearance is too prosperous, it is not a good thing, it is easy to hook her father-in-law to indulge in the bed, and her homework will be wasted.

Her thoughts turned around, and her face was silent: "Presumably this is the Duchess of the Kingdom, I saw that she was a beautiful embryo when I was a child, and now it is really becoming more and more standard." “

Although Qiao Yuan is a junior, but her identity is there, she doesn't dare to take Qiao, she smiles, and says that she hugged Qiao Yuan when she was a child, and after that, she seemed to remember something, and beckoned Zhou Lian to come forward.

Zhou Lian was originally standing with his eyes down, but he was named at the moment, so he had to stand up, "I've seen the Duchess of Zhenguo." “

He glanced up at Qiao Yuan, and saw that her eyes were clear, as if reflecting the flowers outside the window, and he quickly lowered his head again.

This makes people not feel offended, although he is not luxuriously dressed, but he is clean and decent, and his temperament is outstanding.

Qiao Yuan bowed his head politely, and the blood pigeon gems on his bun swayed in his ears, making him more and more beautiful and delicate: "Mrs. Zhou came from afar, and there is something inconsiderate below, just tell my mother." “

As soon as she spoke, Mrs. Zhou was startled by the soft and light voice again.

She is a person who has come over, and she knows the inferior nature of those men, if she is stained with such a natural stunner, she will have to tease her every day, and listen to her coquettish begging for mercy in her ear.

Mrs. Zhou glanced at her son beside her without a trace, but she had a kind smile on her face.

(End of chapter)