Da Qiao's originally pale cheeks slowly turned a light blush. After hesitating for a moment, hesitated to meet Xiao Qiao's gaze, nodded, and said softly: "He has a low status, but he is very good, really good..."

...

The boy grew up on the Qiao family's horse farm. He was taciturn, like a mute, but he was strong and strong, and could chase the wind. Moreover, he was well-equipped and had a strong horse. No matter how fierce the horse was, he would become a stern in front of him. So later, the manager transferred him to serve as the slave of the head of the family. In this way, he began to appear in the sight of the eldest daughter of the envoy, Da Qiao.

But for a long time, this young, strong and handsome slave with a pair of strange eyes left the impression on Da Qiao that every time he kneels down and acts as a stool to help him get on and off the carriage, he is much more stable than trampling on other slaves.

As she stepped on his shoulders, the wind was still on her feet, and she was as stable as a rock.

Da Qiao remembered that this slave had started three years ago, when her fiancé died. Although the two had never met each other, it was still a sad thing for her. For a while, she often followed her mother to Changsheng Temple outside the city to burn incense. One day, on the way back, the horse was frightened and threw the driver off the carriage and pulled the carriage to run wildly. She and her mother were locked in the swaying carriage that might overturn, and even turned down the carriage. When they were frightened, a sharp whistle came from behind. Then, someone quickly caught up, so the horse slowly lowered its speed and finally stopped on the side of the road.

When she was still shocked and still had a white face, she looked out of the car window and saw the man who had just caught up to resolve the frightened horse. She stood beside the horse's head, hugged the horse's head, which was still sniffing. While stroking the horse's hair, she leaned into the horse's ears and whispered in a soft tone, saying something she couldn't understand, as if comforting it.

The horse finally calmed down completely.

The other followers arrived at this time. The manager whipped angrily to slap the horse. The whip was raised high, but it was wrapped by the slave. The black horse whip was tightly wrapped around his muscles and Yin Ben's arms. The blue blood vessels under the skin were winding and protruding, as thick as her little finger.

The manager became even more angry. When the stalemate was in a state of stalemate, the Manu turned around and looked at Da Qiao who was looking at him, and looked at him asking for help.

She still remembers that the day was clear and the weather was smooth and the breeze was smooth. Under the sun, the green eyes were as strange as crystals.

At that day, she remembered his name: Bishe.

...

Da Qiao hated her silly and didn't know what words to use to convince her in front of her sister who suddenly discovered her secret, so that she could believe that it was very good to be a good person, and it was really good, at least in her eyes.

Her face turned red, she opened her eyes wide and looked at Xiao Qiao anxiously.

Xiao Qiao smiled slightly and said softly: "Sister, you don't need to say anything. I know he is very good. He asked you out just now, because he wanted to take you away, right?"

Da Qiao seemed to be surprised. At first, he shook his head, and after a moment, he slowly lowered his head. When he raised his head again, her expression had become much calmer, and he slowly said: "Manman, I will not go with him, I have explained it to him just now. Don't worry, I will not see him again in the future."

"Sister, let him take you away, don't stay." Xiao Qiao said.

...

Even if Da Qiao married and lost her, she would have been temporarily reconciled. In the future, the Qiao family and the whole family were also defeated. It would be better to give it a try according to what his father thought, and maybe there would be another way out. Once Da Qiao left, his uncle had no choice but to think that it would be much easier for his father to make any suggestions.

...

Da Qiao was stunned and looked at Xiao Qiao for a moment, smiled, with a little bitter smile, and said, "Isn't you thinking I'm not innocent anymore, are you afraid that I will be discovered after marrying me? Don't worry, he and I are innocent and have nothing."

"It's not because of this."

Xiao Qiao came to her ears.

"Sister, you must leave. The Wei family will definitely agree to the marriage. If you don't leave, you can only marry. If you marry like this, your life will be over. Besides, don't you have a man you like?"

Da Qiao was in a daze for a moment, and finally shook his head gently: "I can't leave in this way. If the Wei family agreed to the marriage, I left. What should I do at home then? Whether it's okay or not, who said I am the daughter of the Qiao family, I should accept these."

Xiao Qiao paused, exhaled secretly, raised her eyes and said, "Sister, if I tell you that I want to marry Wei Shao on your behalf, will you be willing to help me?"

Da Qiao was stunned again, staring at Xiao Qiao with wide eyes. After a while, Fang confused, "Manman... Why do you suddenly think so? Aren't you in love with Prince Liu and you will get married next year? Besides, that Marquis of Wei, I heard that he...he..."

She hesitated, and did not dare to say the comments she heard about "cruelty, cruel and unvirtuous".

"Yes, that Wei Shao is not a good person," Xiao Qiao said on her behalf, "but sister, there are no two types of women who marry. The former is like you, who stays with the ones in your heart until they are old, and they are simple to eat, and their hearts are enough! But I am different from you. What I want is not the husband's eyebrows in front of me, but the status and power he can bring. I used to like Prince Liu, but now I know that he is not the person I want. He is weak in nature. If I marry him, even if he can successfully inherit the throne of Langya in the future, with the current world, what is the only princess of Langya? Wei Shao is different. I think he will be extraordinary in the future. Since the two families are in a marriage, how can I miss such an opportunity?"

Da Qiao looked at her sister who suddenly seemed to have changed, and was stunned for a while before eating and saying, "Manman, do you really think so? Isn't it to fulfill me?"

"Sister, I ask you to help me!"

Xiao Qiao's tone was firm.

Da Qiao was stunned for a while, and finally a trace of hope that had not been seen in his eyes, but he was still not sure. He looked at Xiao Qiao hesitantly and murmured: "Is it really OK? Can I really let go of everything here and leave? Will my father blame me? Will my mother be sad..."

"Sister!" Xiao Qiao held her hand tightly, "After you leave, I will serve you as a filial piety to your parents. After waiting for a long time, my uncle and aunt will definitely forgive you. Besides, think about it, what should that person do if you just marry like this?"

Da Qiao's face was pale, but his cheeks were red. He closed his eyes and murmured: "I'll think about it again... Let me think about it again..."

"Sister, I won't force you, think about it slowly."

Xiao Qiao helped her lie down, covered her with a quilt, blew the light, and followed her to her side. After a while, she slowly said, "Sister, didn't I often have nightmares before? I didn't tell you, actually I had a dream about you and that Ma Nu. In the dream, you married a woman and died early. In this world, only one lonely grave was left. He also lived alone. Do you know what he did in the end? Finally, he found your grave, raised you from the ground, and took you away..."

"Stop talking..."

Da Qiao murmured in a low voice, tears fell silently along her cheeks and penetrated into the pillow.

...

Three days later, Mrs. Ding took Shuangqiao to Changsheng Temple again to burn incense and make wishes. After burning incense and adding sesame oil, she went to the back room to take a nap as usual because the road was far away. However, she felt that her daughter Daqiao seemed to be different from her usual situation. She was full of thoughts and wanted to stop talking. She kept holding her hand tightly, and even when she lay down, she was sitting by.

Mrs. Ding didn't think much, but thought that her daughter was worried about marriage with the Wei family. She touched her hand and smiled and said, "My son, my mother made a wish in front of the Buddha just now. As long as you can get a happy marriage in the future, she will be willing to live a long life. I thought that the Buddha would fulfill his wish, so don't worry anymore."

Da Qiao resisted the sadness of parting, held the hand of a loving mother, and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

...

There is a secluded mountain trail behind Changsheng Temple, which is made by nearby woodcutters going up and down the mountain to chop wood every day.

After changing into her gorgeous clothes, Da Qiao, who had changed into a coarse cloth dress, and the man beside her left side by side along the mountain path. They walked out for a while and their figure was about to be completely swallowed by the shadows of trees on both sides of the mountain path, the young man with green eyes suddenly stopped, turned around and quickly returned to Xiao Qiao, knelt down at her, and gave a big gift.

"If a female young man is in the upper class, if she is sent to this life, she will only use her life!"

He said word by word.

This is the first time Xiao Qiao heard him speak. The sound is mellow and steady, making people unconsciously feel trustworthy.

After giving the big gift, he stood up and walked quickly towards Da Qiao, who was looking back at him frequently. The two quickly disappeared from Xiao Qiao's sight.

"…Huaxu Tushi once dreamed and wore the first floor of the world..."
Chapter completed!