The Marquis Is Innocent

Wei Shao's desire came quickly and urgently, and in Xiao Qiao's eyes, he was even caught off guard. Because at the moment before she turned around, his appearance also seemed sober and restrained.

But he suddenly wanted her like that, sitting on the couch in his study in the back hall of the government office.

In fact, this is definitely not the purpose of Xiao Qiao's night entering the ya office to give him food.

After knowing what happened in the past few days, she saw Wei Shao's tired appearance when she came back in the evening. Even if there was no grandmother's words to her, she did feel a little empathy for him in her heart, and even felt some pity.

Besides, his grandmother was really nice. After knowing that incident, originally from her standpoint, she had good reasons to hate herself. However, no matter what she thought of herself in her heart, at least she treated herself the same as before.

What should she do with such a grandmother, even if only in return for tolerance.

So she took care of her grandson's bathing and dressing. Seeing that he hadn't come back so late, she was a little worried, so she couldn't help but came to give him a late-night snack.

That's all.

Xiao Qiao refused at first. It's not a good place to do this kind of thing after all. But he was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time and suddenly erupted, making her completely unable to refuse.

As soon as he arrived at her tender land of tightness, softness and warmth, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

The couch was one foot higher than the ground, which was just enough for him to kneel in front of her on one knee, placing her tender legs on his shoulders. Every impact from him sent her a few inches forward, and she was like a broken frame. She gritted her teeth and endured it, her fingernails had scratched his arm, leaving traces of scratches. Later, her two lotus arms lost the strength to grab him, and the whole person was hit by him and the soul was scattered, and her consciousness was drifting. , The body trembled, and the throat involuntarily made a low and trembling sound.

She remembered that she was on the couch at first, but then her consciousness became chaotic, and she felt as if he raised his hand and swept away the silk scrolls and slips on the big case, and put her on it. Later, she was turned back to the couch by him, pressing her tirelessly.

When the two of them did this before, he would occasionally say some private words that made her blush.

But tonight he didn't say a word, he just wanted her, kept asking.

In this secluded courtyard in the back hall of the Qiu Ye Office, with the closed doors and windows, there were faintly intermittent gruff moans and moans of the male host and the whimpering of his women.

After a loud snapping sound, Wei Shao panted like a cow, and then rolled off her body, motionless.

The two of them lay side by side in the middle of the large couch.

Xiao Qiao curled up and leaned beside him. The heart is still beating like a drum. The chest and the snow back were all wet. I don't know if it was her own sweat or it was from him.

She closed her eyes for a moment, waited until her heartbeat slowly subsided, raised a lotus arm gently, put it on one of his, and said in a low voice, "I know everything about your cousin these days. Yes. Grandma told me. She's a little worried about you too..."

Wei Shao didn't respond, and there was a grunt in his ears.

Xiao Qiao opened his eyes and saw that he had closed his eyes and had fallen asleep.

A stream of crystal sweat that seemed to carry his hot body temperature was rolling down from his forehead along the bridge of his handsome nose.

In his sleep, his expression seemed to finally relax, and he seemed very calm.

Xiao Qiao looked at him, then slowly stretched out his curled body and sat up with a little effort. After a daze, he retrieved his clothes from the messy pile of clothes and put them back one by one. . When I was on the bed, my legs were a little soft, and I almost couldn't stand up. After a pause, I stabilized my feet.

Xiao Qiao finally took one of his clothes and put it over him. After blowing out the light, he lifted the food container and opened the door. He calmed down and walked out slowly, dragging his sore waist and legs.

Chunniang and Lin Yu were still waiting for her outside the office. After waiting for a long time, seeing her coming out, Chunniang hurried up to meet her. Glancing behind her, she could not see Wei Shao, so she asked the male gentleman.

Xiao Qiao smiled and said, "He's still busy. He ate something and said a few words. He said he would stay for a while to finish the matter. Tell me to go back first."

Chunniang did not doubt, took the food box from Xiao Qiao's hand, and helped her into the carriage with Lin Nuo. Lin Li smiled and said, "The man has always had this temper, and he is very attentive in doing things."

Xiao Qiao just smiled and said nothing. There was nothing to say all the way back to the mansion, and after entering the Westinghouse, Chunniang and the others were asked to take a rest, and no longer needed to serve. Enter the room by yourself. As soon as the door closed, the smile on his face just disappeared, his face was dull, he dragged his legs to sit by the bed, and after a while, he felt that his body was greasy and uncomfortable, so he got up and went to the bathroom by himself. After wiping it indiscriminately, he climbed onto the bed exhaustedly, lying on the pillow and closed his eyes.

She just wanted to go to sleep quickly. After sleeping and getting up tomorrow, I might forget what happened in the study in the ya office just now.

It feels so bad.

She could actually understand his emotions.

The brothers who had been together for 20 years not only suddenly disbanded like this, but also became hostile. What's more embarrassing is that there are also private affairs related to his wife in the middle.

No matter who it is, I can't accept it calmly for a while.

Xiao Qiao is also willing to understand the almost venting thing he did to himself just now.

But at this moment, she really couldn't control her bad mood.

She closed her eyes and tried her best to think about Da Qiao and Bi She in her mind. I wanted to see how my father would react when he returned with his letter. If she wants to find a chance, she must go back to Dongjun in person.

Finally, she suddenly thought of Mrs. Xu who had been sick for the past two days.

…

She married into the Wei family last winter, and it is now the autumn of the second year.

Xiao Qiao recalled the meeting between him and Da Qiao in his previous life.

It was the only time the two sisters saw each other after their respective marriages. At that time, Wei Shao had not yet become emperor, but his power was unstoppable. At that time, Xiao Qiao's husband, Liu Yan, was not considered to be the empress, so he was not hostile to Wei Shao. Wei Shao was somewhere else at that time. Da Qiao stayed in Yuyang alone. So Xiao Qiao finally managed to get to Yuyang, and meeting Da Qiao was the last time in her previous life.

What the two sisters said at that time, Xiao Qiao can't remember everything now. She only remembered that Da Qiao mentioned Su Nu and said that Su Nu was in another city with Wei Shao at that time, so she was not in Yuyang.

When he said this, Da Qiao's expression was calm.

Then she mentioned again that the next day was the death anniversary of Mrs. Xu, the grandmother of the Wei family who had been dead for many years. In previous years, when Wei Shaoruo was in Yuyang, he would always go to the mausoleum to worship in person.

Madam Xu treats her well. Unfortunately, she died in a hurry in the winter of the first year she married into the Wei family.

Speaking of this, Da Qiao's expression at that time was very nostalgic.

Xiao Qiao closed her eyes and tried hard to recall, and finally remembered a little.

She remembered that Da Qiao seemed to have said at the time that Mrs. Xu caught the cold in the autumn of that year. I thought it would be fine, so I asked a doctor to take medicine in time, and the condition began to slowly improve, but I didn't expect it to worsen later, and finally died.

At that time, Wei Shao was on an expedition abroad, and when he heard the bad news, he rushed back immediately, but due to the long distance, the delivery of the letter was delayed, and it was only after two months that he rushed back to Yuyang to send a funeral.

After that incident, Wei Shao hated Da Qiao even more, blaming her for not fulfilling the responsibility of the younger generation to take care of the elders.

After that, Su Nu gradually entered his eyes. Then in the third year of Madam Xu's death, he took her as Ji. Serving on him. Quite pampered.

…

In the dark, Xiao Qiao couldn't sleep anymore.

The trajectory of the past life, because the easy marriage between myself and Da Qiao in this life, has not been exactly the same since the day they got married.

But Xiao Qiao always felt that in the dark, there are always some things, what happened in the past life, maybe what will happen in this life.

For example, Wei Shao hated the Qiao family. For example, the matter between Wei Shao and Su Nu.

Another example is about the fate of the old lady Mrs. Xu.

Counting the days, it seems that it is almost the same time as Mrs. Xu's accident that Da Qiao said in the past.

And even more coincidentally, Mrs. Xu just fell ill now.

Although Da Qiao said in his previous life that Mrs. Xu was bedridden because of a cold, but now the cause is different.

But being sick is the same thing.

Could it be that in this life, Mrs. Xu will not be able to escape the dooms in her destiny, and just go like this?

Xiao Qiao was startled for a while. More sleepless.

She thought about her thoughts, but gradually she forgot Wei Shao who was still in the ya office. He kept tossing and turning until he was more than four, and then fell asleep in a daze.

…

Wei Shao fell into a deep sleep after the extremely happy and hearty intense pleasure.

He was so tired. In the past three days, he had hardly closed his eyes.

Not only his body, but the anxiety and pain he felt was somewhat similar to the bad news of his father and brother ten years ago.

Wei Yan's final decision made him extremely disappointed and hated. At one point, he even thought that he would rather kill him than let him go to the Xiongnu.

He is not afraid that the Huns will have an enemy who is familiar with the Wei family's military situation and frontier preparations. He can overcome all these, but at the cost of more. He can pay...

He just couldn't accept his relatives from the bottom of his heart, so he left everything here and stood on the side that was his enemy.

But in the end Wei Shao convinced himself to let him go.

Perhaps what persuaded him came from the phrase "injustice in creation" in Wei Yan's mouth.

It is true that his older brother has talents no less than his own, and he has the same ambition as himself.

Since he can't give up everything here, what right does he have to stop him from embarking on the other path he aspires to?

What happens in the future is up to the destiny. Just like the last sentence he said when he said goodbye to him, this is probably the last fate of their brothers.

He woke up at four in the morning.

It was still dark outside the window. The new candles that were lit in the study room in the middle of the night were also about to burn out, and the fire gradually dimmed.

He slowly sat up from the couch. Looking down, he saw a piece of clothing covering his naked body slipping down his shoulders.

Wei Shao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and looked around a little blankly. In the end, his eyes were fixed on the silk scrolls and bamboo slips that were swept down on the ground in a messy manner, and his expression slowly revealed an unbelievably strange color.

Everything in the middle of the night jumped out of his mind.