An ordinary afternoon in the 16th year of Daqing.

The gentle breeze is gentle and the sun is gentle, and it shines on the body, making it drowsy.

Aside from a quiet farm, in a quiet courtyard, the girl leaned against the soft collapse beside the window and slept with her eyes closed.

The girl had a small and delicate peach-hearted face, pointed jaw, a skillful nose, and long eyelashes fell down, and many shadows fell on her fair face.

She slept very heavily, but she just held her arms tightly with her hands tightly, and her whole body was tightened into a bow, as if she was very nervous.

Cuixin hurried in, grabbed her and shook it hard.

"Madam, Madam, it's not good. Old Master, Old Master has been taken away."

With the sound, the girl opened her eyes with a sudden excitement. Her dark eyes were dim and dull, as if she hadn't come back to her senses.

"Madam, someone is being arrested outside, we have to leave quickly."

Cuixin, who was obviously so panicked that her face turned pale, but pretended to be calm, said while putting clothes on Yuan Baoer.

She moved quickly, and soon she stopped cleaning up Yuan Baoer.

Yuan Baoer was stunned until she was pulled off the bed and asked, "Cui Xin, when is it now?"

Cui Xin was stunned, and her muttered in her heart was so angry. Is it time to think about this?

"Are you just beginning to spring?"

Yuan Baoer's voice was very light and low, and the expression on her face was even more weird.

Cui Xin's face turned pale, "Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

She asked carefully.

Yuan Baoer became more and more dazed, remembering the dream he had just had.

The nightmare in the dream kicked off from this day. The grandfather was arrested and she was taken back to the Yuan family. She thought about how to rescue the grandfather.

But she was timid and rarely lived in the capital. She finally ran out of the mansion, but before she could reach the door of the cell, she was stopped by her uncle.

Then, she could no longer leave the mansion. She was so anxious that she could not get in, but she had no choice.

Later, the uncle said that the second prince could help, but he would risk offending His Majesty. As a thank you, she had to go and serve her.

My grandfather took care of her growing up and was her closest relative.

She struggled for a long time and agreed.

Then she was stuffed into the prince's mansion by a sedan chair.

The second prince valued him quite seriously, so he made a decent wedding room.

She had a little hope in her heart, thinking that he would definitely save her grandfather if he treated her like this.

But she didn't expect her good cousin to tell her that her longing for maternal ancestor had died on the seventh day of prison, and that the grave probably grew grass on the grave now.

My cousin said it vividly, for fear that she would lose some sadness and wished she could find out all the details.

And she was really in pain and ignited the wedding room as she wished.

Yuan Baoer shivered, as if she felt the burning pain in her dream. She was so scared that she was still murmuring, her big eyes were full of fear.

Cui Xin saw that she looked crazy and was even more scared. Her little hands were tighter and tighter. "The housekeeper said that Lord Yuan is very valued by His Majesty. As long as he comes forward, he will definitely rescue the old man."

After saying that, she was stunned because she saw Yuan Baoer's mouth open and closed, and her mouth shape was the same as hers.

"Madam," she couldn't suppress the horror in her heart, and she inadvertently revealed her emotions.

She was afraid that she thought she was a ghost.

Yuan Baoer pouted and wanted to cry or not, "Cuixin, the Yuan family cannot go back."

Everything happened too suddenly, and she still couldn't tell what was going on, but she never wanted to experience everything in her dream.

In the dream, the people from the Yuan family are about to arrive.

"Let's go from behind."

She grabbed the makeup box with her crying voice and pulled Cuixin out.

Cuixin was not as strong as Yuan Baoer, so she struggled to touch a box and put it in her arms.

The back garden of the other courtyard is connected to a gentle hill, and it has been the place where she lingers the most since she was a child.

After crossing the neatly renovated terraced fields, Yuan Baoer's bright almond eyes shone with reluctance.

The rice here was made by them for more than three years of hard work. Without her and her grandfather, this place would probably be abandoned.

Yuan Baoer felt a pity and ran very fast.

It was like walking on the flat ground for her, which was narrow and difficult to walk on others.

A man's shout came faintly behind him, a strange but familiar voice.

That was the voice of the second butler of the Yuan family.

Yuan Baoer felt panicked, her legs became weak, and she almost fell to her knees.

"Madam," Cui Xin grabbed her and looked at her with concern, "Or I'll carry my wife."

Yuan Baoer took a strong breath and felt a little clear-headed, then smiled at her.

But her eyes were filled with tears and she looked a little pitiful.

"Just that little strength? I'm almost the same as carrying you."

He looks pitiful, but he speaks without mercy.

Cuixin smiled embarrassedly.

Although she is strong, how can she be compared to a naturally powerful lady?

After talking for a while, both of them felt much better.

Yuan Baoer stomped her feet, and felt energetic again, so she pulled her to continue running.

The afternoon sun and warmth fell, Yuan Baoer was like a swift deer, running quickly in the forest with a stumbled green heart.

The two went deeper and sat down against the tree until they could not hear the sound.

The two sat opposite each other and gasped for a while, Cui Xin looked around blankly, "Madam, it seems that something is on."

Yuan Baoer felt the downward direction and smelled the aroma of rice that was coming from the suffocation. Her eyes turned slightly red, and she didn't say anything for a long time.

Just when Cuixin thought she wouldn't speak, she heard her say, "Cuixin, why did the Yuan family come to pick me up?"

"Of course I have to pick it up. My wife is the little lady born in his family. If it weren't for the third master, the Yuan family would have been removed from the sign of the uncle's mansion."

"Unless the Yuan family is shameless, they dare not come," Cui Xin answered for granted.

Yuan Baoer smiled bitterly.

Yes, her surname is Yuan, and she is the legitimate lineage. She is the niece of the Marquis of Jinning and the legitimate wife of Xingsi.

Although the Yuan family has been like she has no one since she was born, her marriage and funerals have to be merciless at the mercy of the person with this surname.

The unwillingness and helplessness in the dream and the concern for the ancestors are like two ropes, constantly twisting and then twisting.

She had ideas, but was scared.

The two emotions were in extreme harmony, and when they were almost about to collapse, she whispered: "Cui Xin, I want to go to the capital to find my grandfather."

The incident about the grandfather happened suddenly and was very strange.

She has been working in the fields with her grandfather since she was a child. Her grandfather is in great health. Although she can't carry two loads of loads on her shoulders, she can still eat two big bowls of rice every time. Her voice is so loud that she can hear his shouting at the end of the ground when standing on the ground.

But in my dream, my grandfather went there very suddenly, but she broke off contact with the outside world, like a bird with broken wings. In the end, she could only struggle in vain to a masterpiece.

Now, she had the dream for some reason.

She was skeptical, but after a few coincidences, she began to believe it.

She felt that instead of going back to get reinforcements, she would rather go to find her grandfather.
Chapter completed!