Chu Qiao's life and death promise

In November, the first snow fell in Chang'an.

The grass and trees in Qingshanyuan are still green, covered with a thin layer of snow, and the contrast between white and green is really beautiful.A line of footprints stepped on, leaving a series of traces on the snow. In the winding corridor, leaning on the pavilion pillars, an elegant figure in a robe of green lotus and iris came into view.

"Ma'am, it's snowing cold, let's go back to the room." The servant girl handed over the stove.

"I'll be back."

A pair of slender catkins took over the stove, but the person still stood still.

The maid behind her looked at each other, her eyes filled with anxiety, so she said again: "Ma'am, your body..."

The green lotus-colored figure finally moved, and said dissatisfiedly: "Yu Wenyue taught you all, right? Everyone will talk about the child in this stomach."

Turning around, she found a delicate face with slightly rounded cheeks, big eyes that were lively and energetic, a slightly plump figure under the robe, and a particularly conspicuous round belly, it was Chu Qiao.

"The slaves dare not."

The servant girl didn't bow her eyes and looked at each other, hiding her mouth and giggling.

Everyone in the mansion knows that the young master obeys his wife's words, but they also know that only the young master's words can be listened to by the madam. If even the young master's words are not easy to use, then it must be useful to move out the young master, but this young master The three words were all said by the madam in private, if the young master heard it, I'm afraid it won't work.

Chu Qiao pushed away the maid who was about to come to help her arm, and walked slowly in front alone, and asked casually:

"Where did the old man go today?"

"Go back to madam, the old man has taken Xiaoguai to Xue Shen's garden." The servant girl replied.

Chu Qiao paused, "Why didn't you stop me? A few days ago, I went to Mrs. Zhao's house to show off his leopard, and almost scared the old lady into a stroke. Today, I went to the medicine garden to show off."

"Back to Madam, I stopped, I didn't stop, but fortunately, Mu Feng is here, so I guess nothing will happen." The servant girl's voice lowered.

"Isn't it a problem if you don't die? Turn around and break those valuable medicinal materials and containers of Miracle Doctor Xue, and pay for the two of you." Chu Qiao lightly reprimanded.

"Madam, please be kind, the monthly money for the two of us is not enough to pay Miracle Doctor Xue a piece of grass!"

"If you can't afford the monthly payment, let someone else pay for it. If Bai Ying and Su Ye didn't come back, are you flirting with me and pretending that I didn't see it?" Chu Qiao pretended to be annoyed.

"lady!"

The two servant girls knelt down together, lying on the ground in fear.

"We don't dare anymore, please don't drive us away!"

"Get up, I can drive you anywhere, at most I can drive you from the Qingshanyuan to the medicine garden." Chu Qiao chuckled, "Get up quickly, maybe I want a big belly woman to bend down to help you."

"The slaves dare not!"

The servant girl stood up quickly, her little face was flushed, and she couldn't hide her joy.

"By the way, Ma'am, Mrs. Sima Yushi sent someone to send blood swallows and ginseng, saying that Madam is about to give birth and needs tonic. That's it."

"Forget it, keep it." Chu Qiao waved her hand.

The court and family members are inextricably linked, and the movement of officials also needs family members to maintain them. The title of Mrs. Yuwen and the official title of the second rank, although it is an empty title, is at least a court wife. It is necessary to deal with the wives.

However, what makes Chu Qiao feel a little more at ease is that she has the title of being a doomed wife, unlike the other dodgy and weak dowagers raised in the mansion. When mentioning Mrs. Yuwen, the first thing everyone thinks of is the majestic and savage Chu who kills the enemy. handsome.

It is true that many people will cast a lot of disdain and ridicule on the bride who is pregnant with Liujia on the day of the wedding, but no one dares to say a bad word. Who has seen the whole hall full of soldiers lining up at the wedding?

Who is that, that is the Xiuli Army, whose army is that, that is that pregnant Mrs. Yuwen that you despise!

The soldiers who fought on the battlefield, with their own coldness and blood, they all survived the corpses like mountains of bones, and they all survived under the blood of swords, guns, guns, and blood. Like the God of Killing in the Shura Temple, who dares to talk about this unmarried and pregnant wife?

Whether you want your tongue or your life, women can weigh it clearly.

Emperor Wei has always been indifferent. After the Xiuli Army rescued him, he didn't say a word about the merits and deeds. He only said that the Xiuli Army will be managed by Yuan Che from now on. The matter of fleeing from the city has been written off, and the merits and demerits are offset, so there is no need to say anything.Even if she is successful in saving her, it cannot cover up the fact that Chu Qiao once conspired against her. Fortunately, there was a rebellion against Yan Xun in the Heishuijian area first, and then there was credit for the rescue of Chang'an City, and she was pregnant with Yu Wenyue's child. Emperor Wei didn't pursue it any further, and agreed to a marriage letter written by Yu Wenyue himself, which was considered a settlement.

So, everything settled down like this.

Yanbei returned to Great Wei, and Xiuli Army returned to Chang'an. It seemed as if nothing had happened, but many people were gone, and many people could no longer mention it.

Chu Qiao raised her hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"One year, another year, goes by so fast."

"Year after year, as long as Xing'er is here, it's fine."

A warm embrace came from behind Chu Qiao, hugged her firmly, slender fingers held her hand, held it, snowflakes flashed in the palm of her hand, and melted.

"You're back." Chu Qiao smiled and held Yu Wenyuehuan's hand in front of her.

"Well, I'm back." Yu Wenyue gently placed her chin on Chu Qiao's shoulder.

Two figures, one big and one small, snuggled together, and the maids retreated silently. With the young master, a stove that is warm from the inside to the outside, I guess I don't need to waste my saliva to call my wife back to the room.

The snowflakes rustled, covering the dust.

History trickles, crushing the years.

Floating life is like a dream, only wishing to have someone with one heart.

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postscript:

Spring in Yanbei comes very late, and it is already April when the branches and leaves start to sprout.

In an unknown small village, a young man was returning from outside carrying firewood, holding a white rabbit in his hand.

"Chun'er, come and see, Chun'er, what did I bring you?" the boy shouted as soon as he entered the yard.

"Brother Yanzi, you are back!"

The woman's joyful voice came, and a slender figure flashed out of the room, still holding unfinished needlework, saw the white rabbit in the boy's hand, and was stunned for a moment.

"Chun'er, is this little white rabbit cute or not, I give it to you."

The young man smiled, and his bright smile was a bit brighter than this bright April day.

The girl looked at the white rabbit, memories of the past flashed one after another, her big eyes filled with tears, and finally, with a sweet smile, she turned around and secretly wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and stepped forward to take them.

"Cute, I like it very much, thank you, Brother Yanzi."

Thank you, my brother Yan Xun.

This time, this white rabbit was finally given to me by your own hands...