Because it was a solemn occasion, Qiao Yuan was dressed a little plainly, and a hosta poked out of the black cloud bun.

The skin is like fresh snow, the lips are not dotted, and he is wearing a water-colored light Luo skirt, pinching out a very thin waistline.

Da Zhuang seemed to have a demon whispering in his ear, tempting him to hold the thin waist, so soft and weak, once he was imprisoned, he could do what he wanted, and he couldn't escape anymore.

Qiao Yuan saw that Da Zhuang didn't follow, so he turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Da Zhuang looked at her deeply: "Madam, let's make a deal." “

Qiao Yuan was inexplicable, what kind of deal did he make at this time, and he was just about to refuse, so he continued, "I accompanied my wife to three incense sticks, and my wife answered me three questions. “

What kind of strange deal is this, Qiao Yuan looked at him in surprise, and saw that he seemed that she would not move if she did not agree, and without thinking much about it, she still agreed.

In the final analysis, the man's long-term connivance has spoiled her, and Qiao Yuan is always unguarded in front of him, thinking that he will never embarrass her too much.

Seeing her agree, Da Zhuang took a stick of incense and stepped forward.

Qiao Yuan turned his head and was just about to insert the incense in his hand, when he suddenly heard him ask: "First question, why don't you see the tablet of Zhenguo Gong?" “

Qiao Yuan turned his head to look at him in shock.

She didn't expect Da Zhuang to observe so carefully, and she could still find the problem from a pile of black tablets, and said, "Hmm...... Time is urgent, and the tablet has not yet been moved. “

It can't be said that the living are right in front of you.

"Really?" Da Zhuang was noncommittal, put the incense in his hand in the ashes, and took two sticks of incense from the side.

Seeing that he seemed to believe it, Qiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and took the incense he handed over.

Da Zhuang's throat moved, and he said slowly: "Second question, did Madam let me be a personal guard because of my face?" “

Qiao Yuan's eyes widened, as if he couldn't understand his words.

Da Zhuang looked at her eyes tightly, not missing a trace of her look.

Rao already has an answer in his heart, and his heartstrings are still tense at the moment.

A candle on the candlestick was blown out by the wind from nowhere, and the room was suddenly darkened.

Qiao Yuan felt a little wrong in a daze, but he couldn't say it, seeing that Da Zhuang seemed to be waiting for her to answer, he hesitated, but nodded.

After a pause, she tried to explain, "Hmm...... From the first time I saw you, I felt like it was perfect for my eyes......"

Da Zhuang's face was shrouded in shadows, and Qiao Yuan couldn't see his expression clearly, as if he was smiling.

Qiao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and an indescribable emotion surged into her heart, and she didn't have time to figure it out, and then, the little animal's natural anticipation of danger struck.

At this time, Da Zhuang had already taken the third incense.

Qiao Yuan hesitated and didn't answer.

She thought quickly that something was wrong with him all this time, no, maybe it had been a long time ago, and it had only become apparent to him recently.

Qiao Yuan thought about it for a while, but still didn't have a clue, just looked at him blankly.

Da Zhuang's favorite place is his wife's eyes, Qing Lingling, like water grapes, if she doesn't get what she wants, she will quickly be covered with a layer of mist, as if she is silently condemned.

Every time she looked at him with a little begging like this, no matter how angry he was, no matter how cold and hard his heart was, he would turn into a puddle of water, and he couldn't wait to hold the little beauty in his arms and comfort him.

The little beauty knows too well how much men indulge her, if ordinary people get such a delicate treatment, they have to be careful to reciprocate, but Qiao Yuan is not like this.

She has always been pampered and arrogant, and she will never even learn to deliberately seduce, because she doesn't need these, she only needs to show a little bit of grievance, and men can't wait to hold her in the palm of their hands like a fragile doll.

But this time, Da Zhuang seemed to be ruthless, and forcefully stuffed the incense into Qiao Yuan's palm.

Qiao Yuan's eyes were red, her skin was white, every time she was red, it looked very obvious, pitiful.

She was visibly frightened and couldn't help but take a step back.

But it was too late, and Da Zhuang looked at her with pity, and then half-hugged the little beauty, and almost forcefully held her hand and inserted the incense into the ashes.

"Third question," Qiao Yuan felt a warm chest on her back, blocking her from retreating, and the breath she exhaled was a hint of aggressiveness.

"Madame...... isn't it," he paused and said the word, "Think of me as a stand-in for the dead Zhenguo Gong?" “

Rao is Qiao Yuan was whimsical, and she couldn't imagine that Da Zhuang's heart knot turned out to be this, so that she didn't react for a while.

Her husband is Qi Cun, and her lover is Da Zhuang, although the names are different, but the situation is forced, and they can't directly explain the situation to Da Zhuang, but this is indeed the same person.

And then her current lover thinks she's a stand-in for her deceased husband?

Da Zhuang saw that she was stunned, and pinched her face dissatisfied.

Qiao Yuan came back to his senses and saw that he was still gloomy, so he hurriedly spoke: "There is nothing to do!" “

Her voice was so crisp and firm that it made Da Zhuang wonder for a moment if he was mistaken.

"Isn't it?" He held the little beauty's face in both hands and forced her to look directly into his eyes, "Then why do I look like Zhenguo Gong?" Why did you give me his old clothes? Why is it such a coincidence-"

"Allow me, who looks like the prince of Zhenguo, to be close to my wife?"

In the final analysis, in Da Zhuang's view, he and his wife are people from two worlds, if Mrs. wants to find a lover, there are a lot of people rushing to the door, why did she choose him?

- Unless Mrs. takes a fancy to his similar face, what capital can he have besides this face, it can't be so ridiculous that he is the dead Zhenguo Gong, or Mrs. does not accept the reality, thinks that Zhenguo Gong is still there, admits her mistake, and thinks that he is Zhenguo Gong.

Qiao Yuan was stunned by his question, but the doctor said that he couldn't be stimulated, and he couldn't tell him directly, and the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

"Why can't I just take a fancy to you?" The little beauty said anxiously: "You taught me a lesson for Sun Yue, who has a ghost in his heart, and he has been taking care of me all this time, and even the green sleeves are not as careful as you." “

Da Zhuang only thought that his wife still refused to tell the truth, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

If Madame simply admits it, he won't be so tormented, why should he deny it before and give him hope?

From hope to disillusionment, it is only a moment's distance.

Qiao Yuan saw that his face was wrong, and he subconsciously wanted to run, but as soon as his foot was raised, he was held down by the man who saw through it.

The altar behind him was clanged by the two of them, and the melons and fruits on the table rolled down and scattered all over the ground.

The man was enraged by her act of escaping, his expression was too terrifying, Qiao Yuan's fingers trembled, he groped for something on the table, and subconsciously threw it over.

The gold leaf brushed across Da Zhuang's face, and a tiny mark of blood was crossed.

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

Qiao Yuan retreated humbly: "I'...... I didn't mean to, who called you so fierce. “

(End of chapter)