Prodigal son

"Ma'am, Bi Xiao doesn't want to be the son's wife, but only wants to be by his side, and the servants are satisfied." The woman in yellow knelt kneeled in front of the woman with gold hairpins, and behind her stood several tall servants. .

The old lady's face turned cold, and she smashed a teacup on the forehead of the woman in yellow, "What a little hoof, I said why I wanted to serve Qing'er at the beginning, so it was because of such thoughts, a little lowly slave, Unexpectedly, Xiao thought about such things, if you don't want to marry the concierge of the Liyuan, then you can be beaten out with a stick."

"Madam, I beg Madam to let the slaves stay with the young master." The woman in the yellow shirt kowtowed non-stop, blood was already oozing from her forehead, but the people around were all watching coldly, and no one stepped forward to intercede.

"What a shameless lowly servant girl, drag her out." Madam seemed annoyed even to look at the woman in yellow shirt, turned her head slightly to one side, and lowered her head to try the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.

Seeing this, the woman in the yellow shirt stood up abruptly, and slammed straight into the pillar next to her, only to hear a dull voice, and dark red blood flowers bloomed on the vermilion pillar.

Noisy, quarreling, when Duan Junqing walked into the yard, what he saw was the picture of the girl who had served her for nearly ten years and fell to the ground. Her fair cheeks were already stained red with blood. When she saw him coming in, she only said intermittently. One sentence, "My lord, this servant does not want to leave you." After that, those clear eyes never opened again.

Duan Junqing looked at the maid who was no longer angry, and then at the woman sitting on top, her voice was full of anger, "Mother, Bi Xiao is the big girl in my room, how can you drive her to death?!"

"Qing'er, you are the second son of my Duan family, how can you be with such a lowly maidservant? Just remember, the wife and concubine of the Duan family's son must be well-educated, and must not be a lowly person." Madam's face remained unchanged, cold He glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, without the slightest pity in his eyes, except indifference and arrogance, which belonged to the almost cold-blooded arrogance unique to the Duan family.

The son of the Duan family, the son of the Duan family.

Young Master, the slaves do not want to leave Young Master.

Qiao Jingan woke up from the dream. After sitting up, she realized that cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead, and her back was also wet with cold sweat.Since I was a child, I have heard too many deeds of Duan's parents and elders. The Duan family has produced generals who ruled the country, prime ministers who gave advice, world-renowned talents, astonishingly beautiful first beauties, and male queens who are both civil and military.The Duan family has had too many brilliance, and everyone in the Duan family is also outstanding, but there is not a single person in the Duan family, because they only belong to the Duan family from head to toe, not their own.

At the age of 17, the maidservant who fell in love with her was unwilling to marry a domestic slave and was slammed to death on the house pillar. Until her death, she was nothing more than a shameless lowly maidservant in the mother's mouth, but in fact it was the Duan family who buried the flowery maid. Life, is that I bear the deep affection of that woman.

The walking dead don't understand the feelings of the Duan family, what is there to be liked by others?

In the eyes of the Duan family, a well-off family is more important than anything else.I remember that my uncle who left the Duan family once said to me that the Duan family is a tomb where humanity is buried. The Duan family has the glory that everyone in the world envies, but they do not have the happiness that everyone in the world has.No matter how glamorous the Duan family is, they are just good-looking and delicate puppet figures, nothing more.

Full of knowledge, strong martial arts, handsome appearance, and peerless elegance, these are all good names given to him by those people, but in the final analysis, he is just one of the exquisite puppets of the Duan family.

"Xiao An, what's the matter, did you have a nightmare?" He didn't look at the person behind him with cold sweat until he approached a warm body.

Qiao Chen turned on the lamp beside the bed, saw Qiao Jingan's face was pale, and hurriedly hugged him into his arms, and found that his whole body was cold, and even his palms were sweating, so he quickly wrapped him in a quilt, and reached out to pat the top of his head, "Don't be afraid." Don't be afraid."

Qiao Jingan's fingers were a little stiff, and his body gradually regained consciousness after being wrapped in the quilt. Looking at the worried eyes of the person in front of him, he parted his mouth and smiled, "It's okay, I had a nightmare."

Seeing that his expression was really ugly, Qiao Chen didn't ask what the dream was, hugged Qiao Jingan who was wrapped into a silkworm chrysalis, and gently patted Qiao Jingan's back through the quilt.

Qiao Jingan closed his eyes, and the gentle pats behind him gradually calmed him down. Even the drowsiness came to his head unknowingly. This is no longer the Duan family, and he is no longer Duan Junqing. The Duan family must He no longer has to obey or do what he wants to do. This kind of life for himself is beyond the imagination of Duan's family. It should be his luck to meet such a person who cares about him.

Qiao Chen patted Qiao Jingan again and again, and saw that he seemed to be asleep by himself, so he gently put Qiao Jingan aside. The words Qiao Jingan said before going to bed kept him awake, but he knew it very well. Well, Qiao Jingan didn't understand these things at all. If he had any doubts about Qiao Jingan's identity before, then now he can confirm Qiao Jingan's identity.

The person lying next to him is definitely not his former prodigal brother. Maybe he came from ancient times, or maybe he came from another time and space. Otherwise, how could he say that sentence so easily last night, two men, Still a brother, I don't care because of love.But do the people around him really not care, or is it because the living environment is different that he doesn't reject this kind of thing?

He remembered that his teacher who took the elective course of psychology in the United States said that only those who live in anxiety will always be awakened by nightmares.

Was this uneasiness given to Xiaoan by himself, or was it left to him by that world?He only now recalled that during the time he spent with Qiao Jingan, Xiao An never admitted that he had amnesia. Back then, he just listened to the doctor's diagnosis, and he was really relieved when he heard that he had amnesia. For the original Qiao Jingan, some loathed and looked down upon him, but even more wanted to pretend that this person didn't exist.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao An never lied to him, didn't he?

With the same father and half mother, and Qiao Jingan's mother was the murderer who indirectly killed his own mother, as cold as he was, there was hatred in her heart.

Holding the person in his arms, wrapping each other in a quilt, Qiao Chen kissed Qiao Jingan's forehead, and the head of the person in his arms rubbed against his chest, but this unconscious movement made Qiao Chen raise the corners of his mouth .

Afterwards, Qiao Jingan slept soundly. When he woke up in the morning, he was still held in Qiao Chen's arms. Because the windows were covered by thick curtains, he couldn't see the sky, and the vision inside the room was also very dark, so he reached out to Take the mobile phone next to the bed and open the cover of the mobile phone. It is still very early, only six o'clock in the morning.

There was no class on Saturday, Qiao Jingan leaned in Qiao Chen's arms, suddenly lost the thought of getting up for morning exercises, opened his eyes wide to see a ray of light coming out from the gap in the curtains, and remembered the people and things he dreamed about at night.

After a long time, Second Young Master Qiao came to a conclusion that he finally didn't need to be forced into marriage.

"Xiao An, what are you thinking?" Qiao Chen was awakened by Qiao Jingan's movement of holding the phone, seeing that Qiao Jingan didn't intend to get up, so he said, "It's still early, let's sleep for a while."

Qiao Jingan rubbed his eyes, "Today is Saturday, there is no class, and I don't want to do morning exercises."

"It's okay if I don't go for a day." Sure enough, it feels very comfortable to hold Xiaoan. As a parent, Qiao Chen is extremely irresponsible. Other parents want their children to do early morning exercises. It's really incompetent to add to the block.

Qiao Jingan didn't move, and said after a while, "Brother, I thought about it carefully just now, and realized that I probably won't make more money than you, so how can I support you?"

Qiao Chen: ??????