Entering the residence of General Anguo, Qiao Dieche wore a green velvet outfit on this snowy winter day, and surrounded by a circle of snow-white crane dresses. With Youwei and four close maids, he came to the boudoir of Xun Mengyi, the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion. As soon as he arrived here, he saw the mansion in the center of the very favored eldest daughter Xun Mengyi, Hengwu, and there were many maids outside, as well as servants crying and sobbing.

In the boudoir, a middle-aged woman who was dressed in a very luxurious and luxurious manner but cried to death, was crying loudly at the head of the bed. A beautiful but expressionless girl lay on the bed. Her face looked like a dead person, but she didn't look rosy. She lay there blankly and looked at the top of the bed, feeling that her soul was no longer in the world!

This woman is Yun Jia, the head mistress of General Anguo, and Xun Mengyi's biological mother; this girl is naturally Xun Mengyi, the famous "niushi cousin" Qiao Dieche.

General Anguo had a difficult descendant, and he had only one son and one daughter in his life. This young daughter was born by two elders in his thirties, so he was very doting since childhood and wanted to dig her heart.

"Daughter! You can eat a bite of food at least! You almost died in your thirties before giving birth to you. Now you are going to starve to death. Don't you want to do it for your mother? Daughter! Please, just eat a bite and eat a bite? After eating first, my mother will help you persuade your father, you like your Xu Lang, we are still afraid that we won't have a chance? Daughter..."

"Old lady, Miss Qiao San is here!" The purple maid Youwei saw that Mrs. Xun didn't even notice Qiao Dieche's coming, so she quickly spoke up and reported it softly.

Mrs. Xun seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped crying. She looked up and saw Qiao Dieche standing there quietly like a small tree. She could stand up, turned her head, and stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Dieche's hands tightly. She cried and said to Qiao Dieche who was only reaching her neck, "Dieche! You are here! Help me persuade Meng'er. She hasn't eaten for five days! If she doesn't eat, she will starve to death. Dieche, you are very smart. You must have a way, right?"

Thousands of words and words form a sentence: The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to support his parents but his parents are not waiting for him. I feel sorry for parents all over the world!

Looking at Mrs. Xun looking at herself, she really put her hope on her? How can she solve this everlasting problem faced by every parent with a daughter?

Alas, okay, let me give it a try! Qiao Dieche asked Mrs. Xun to take her maid and her mother out, while she stared at the pale man with a haggard behind the bed, with a deep look on her face.

Xun Mengyi's round face and full forehead are typical of the most popular goose face in ancient times. However, there was no trace of makeup applied at this time, and her yellow face that had been hungry for several days made the most beautiful face now, but the color of the face was also pale.

The girl in green standing silently in the boudoir rubbed her eyebrows. Her eyes were clearly looking out the window, but the corners of her eyes were occasionally glanced at the pale face at the head of the bed, and her eyes were rumbling constantly.

Just like her parents, direct oppositional persuasion will inevitably backfire again. Otherwise... retreat to advance?

Thinking of this, Qiao Dieche launched a tender guide to Xun Mengyi to break down her inner embankment. Tell her that she would have the strength to elope after she was full. How could she do the beautiful things of elopement on the snowy night? She knew that Xun Mengyi was a child who had not grown up and needed to coax her child: "Cousin, are you envious of the story of Hongfu Night, Wen Jun Xiangru, Yingying and Zhang Sheng? When you met Xu Luo, you felt that Zhang Sheng who found you?" Guazi suddenly lowered her head and smiled shyly, and her cherry lips opened, "Actually! I also envy these romantic love stories! What does your Zhang Sheng look like? Is he as handsome as a tall jade face, talented, and gentle and lovely to you? Will you not see him for a day be like a three-year-old autumn?"

When Qiao Dieche mentioned Xu Luo, Xun Mengyi finally stopped dead and deep, but her eyes became brighter and her expression became more and more proud. But when she saw her still lying on the bed, she smiled shyly, pouted proudly, and said, "Of course, Xu Lang is talented and kind-hearted. If he is given a chance, the top scorer in high school will be just around the corner. But my parents always fail to make love for each other because of their own opinions, and they are still breaking up couples. I really love him and want to stay with him forever, so I want to learn from Wenjun, Hongfu, and muster up the courage to elope and find my own happiness..."

Speaking of this, Xun Mengyi's pale face seemed to be dyed with a bright cloud, which was the girl's expectation for happiness and yearning for romance immersed in love. She was having that beautiful dream, just like the dreams that all the girls in the world had at this time. However, Qiao Dieche looked at Xun Mengyi, who was pregnant with a girl's spring dream, and her pair of beautifully shaped apricot eyes were implicitly ridiculed!

She spoke with a gaze, and she glanced at Qiao Dieche from time to time, as if she was looking forward to something in her expression.

Seeing her expression like this, how could Qiao Dieche not know what she was thinking, so she kept her steady and coaxed her to eat. Sure enough, Xun Mengyi, who was determined to go on a hunger strike for her love, thought Qiao Dieche would help her pursue her wonderful love after listening to Qiao Dieche's words. Finally, she supported her soft body that could not be supported and started eating without the style of a lady.

Opposite the table, Qiao Dieche took the opportunity to nod his head secretly to Mrs. Xun and the maids outside the window, which was a successful completion of the first task.

But who knew that Xun Mengyi had a good memory. After eating a bowl of rice, she said that she was full. She looked at Qiao Dieche with a look of fish, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with tears, and she was eagerly looking forward to it, so pitiful.

Qiao Dieche was unable to get rid of the tiger, so she had to pretend to ask her how she prepared for the last elop. Xun Mengyi replied with a happy face: "Xu Lang said, you should prepare more money, so that we can get rich. So I prepared several thousand taels of silver and some precious jewelry in my usual manner!"

Silver? Jewelry? Is this a person and money?

Qiao Dieche looked up at Xun Mengyi with a strange face and said, "Is Xu Luo telling you?" Qiao Dieche looked at such an innocent woman who was completely immersed in love, and suddenly she was surprised in her apricot eyes. She was curious, so she asked about the process of Xun Mengyi and Xu Luo getting to know each other and falling in love.

It turned out that Xun Mengyi, a lady from the general's mansion, did not like to stay in the mansion and always liked to go out to play. So she met Xu Luo, a poor scholar who sold calligraphy and paintings on the street. Xun Mengyi bought his calligraphy and paintings by chance. Xun Mengyi, who was born with noble literary cultivation, was not low, and naturally understood that Xu Luo was very talented. After several contacts, she gradually learned that Xu Luo was a hard-working and talented man. Although her family was poor, she had lofty ambitions. At first glance, she was a promising good man! There were many children in the capital who were rich but playful in the family. Miss Xun Mengyi admired such a man even more. In this way, a typical young lady fell in love with a poor boy was born!

Qiao Dieche felt something was wrong after listening to the story. However, Xun Mengyi was still holding her cheek and said in a happy tone: "At that time, even if we wander around the world, we will be happy. In my life, Xu Lang will have to be my Zhang Sheng, my Xu Xian, and my Liang Shanbo. I want love, a passionate love, I don't want to sacrifice myself like a local chicken puppet, in the shackles of parents' marriage. I want to pursue my own happiness, isn't this right?"

Qiao Dieche looked at Xun Mengyi who was in love like this, and the sarcastic sarcasm gradually emerged from her cherry lips.

Stupid woman, do you know that a beautiful dream a woman had when she was young was a miserable life. The bloody stupidity in history kept warning, but the bloody stupidity was still being released in life. Such a dream could not be afforded...

A woman immersed in love has zero IQ. How can she persuade her? How can she solve the eternal problem that stumps every pair of parents in this way?

Zhang Sheng, Xu Xian, Liang Shanbo... Qiao Dieche had a sudden inspiration. Aren’t these all the fantasy fantasies of men and women who live at the bottom of the country who have gained both wealth and wealth? What are you going to envy about?

Since ancient times, there are many talented men, and many heroes often slaughter dogs. The more scholars they are, the more hypocritical they are. Zhang Sheng is lucky, Xu Xian is incompetent, Cowherd is cowardly, Liang Shanbo is even more stupid. At critical moments, no one is relying on women to support the scene? Yingying meets Zhang Sheng in the middle of the night, the white snake floods Jinshan Temple with a big belly for Xu Xian, the Weaver Girl does everything to do for love, and Zhu Yingtai's courage and determination to sacrifice love for his lover. But what did these men do? They are just cowards and soft balls!
Chapter completed!