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The rain around him continued to decrease and became more furious than before.

The strong wind mixed with rain and mist swept across the lake, making the scene in the sky look like the end of the day. The rain and lake water mixed together, forming an extremely rare water tornado.

The crazy dancing water tornado is like a water snake twisting its body, sweeping everything to turn the world upside down.

It seems that there is no hope of getting out of trouble tonight, and Liu Ruohuan shook her head and walked back to the depths of the cave.

Now there is good news and bad news. The good news is that when the rain was weak, he picked up some wooden branches and came back. If there were no these branches, they would probably have a problem with the firewood that would have spent the night.

But there is also bad news that these branches and the surrounding environment are wet, and it is impossible to fire in a short period of time.

But the two of them had just come out of the lake, and their clothes were wet and tightly against their chest and back. It didn't matter if they had the ability to protect their bodies, but Qiao Jingrou didn't have such good luck.

Although her appearance and expression were not visible in the darkness, her faint breath fell, as if it could dissipate in the air at any time.

"Miss."

Liu Ruohuan called out softly, and no one answered in the darkness. It was not until he read the second sound that the figure opposite him reacted.

"Cough...cough..."

But what responded to him was not words, but a violent cough.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Ruohuan went forward and approached her body. Just the moment the two of them touched their hands, he felt that what he felt was not like a human hand, but a piece of cold and bone-cleared cold jade.

Some pure internal energy and true qi flowed into the other person's body along his fingers, but these true qi seemed to sink into the sea. After only a moment, they lost their connection with Liu Ruohuan.

"No need to do useless work anymore, Mr. Liu...I am deviled."

The voice was filled with a weak smile and a noticeable sourness. This was the first time that Liu Ruohuan heard this almost desperate tone from her, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned and couldn't speak.

In the darkness, her voice paused for a while, and then slowly spoke: "Young Master Liu, I only dare to say something to you now."

Liu Ruohuan replied, "If you have anything to say, just tell me, I've been listening."

After hearing this, her mood seemed to be much more stable, and there was a hint of stability in her words.

"What am I in your heart? Is he a like-minded friend? Or is he a young lady who is difficult for the four major families to get close to? Or is the prominent name of the saint of books?"

Liu Ruohuan thought for a while, and was about to answer, but suddenly felt the other person's figure tilted and he fell down towards him.

The graceful and long, erect body fell into his arms, caught him off guard.

But then, a bad thought came to his mind. He used his true energy to illuminate the cave for a moment, and found that Qiao Jingrou in his arms had closed her eyes and had completely fallen asleep.

Vitality slowly disappeared in front of him.

Liu Ruohuan's breathing became rapid. He made a quick decision and activated Li Renzhu in his body, kissing Qiao Jingrou's cherry red lips, which were a little dazed.

...

The buildings of the Qiao family are all built against the mountains and rivers, and a cluster of pavilions and gardens are hidden by towering ancient trees.

And inside this quiet and elegant study, there is a beautiful young woman in a goose yellow dress who teaches the young girl earnestly.

Her eyebrows and eyes were as picturesque as picturesque, her skin was as white and smooth as milk, and she wore a string of transparent bead chains like bright jade, which was elegant and luxurious.

Liu Ruohuan was a little careful and saw clearly that this was Mrs. Qiao whom she had met in Lishui Pavilion before, and that she was Qiao Jingrou's mother.

Mrs. Qiao held the Three Character Classic with one hand and chanted in a soft voice as she walked: "A man is born with good nature. His nature is similar, and his habits are far away..."

However, three-year-old Qiao Jingrou was chanting in a simple tone like a baby, "At the beginning of a person, he is naturally good. He is similar in nature, but his habits are different..."

After watching the unique girl in front of her, she followed her to finish reciting the Three Character Classics word for word and could recite a few classic poems passed down from generation to generation, the beautiful young woman nodded with relief.

She asked her servant to bring a plate of pastries and fed her daughter two with her own hands.

However, this warm and harmonious family picture did not last long. In just a moment, the footsteps of servants came from the corridors.

The person who came was named Huanyue, who was Mrs. Qiao's personal maid.

"lady……"

"Speak straight if you have anything to say."

"My son-in-law... was caught in a private house in the east of the city. The woman who committed adultery with him was all over the family, and sent someone to spread a message that... If the wife didn't give a thousand taels of gold, they would drag her son-in-law to the market on East Street and stripped her naked for public display."

Mrs. Qiao sighed slightly and asked, "My sister... Does Qiao Xiang know about this?"

"I don't know yet, but the family has many ears and ears, and this matter is in the capital... Qiao Xiang will know about this a little later."

"Well, you take Rou'er back to the house, I'll go to the east of the city by myself."

"Madam, that guy is from a bad person and looks like he came here intentionally. I think at least he should bring more people just in case."

"Okay, I'm sure, go."

"yes."

Seeing that Mrs. Qiao had made up her mind, the servant lowered her head to express her obedience, held the young Qiao Jingrou's chubby little hand and walked towards the bedroom deep in the house.

Qiao Jingrou turned her head and wanted to call her mother again, but she found that the other party faded from her vision and disappeared among the green vegetation, disappearing.

...

On the afternoon of that day, the young Qiao Jingrou saw her scarred mother in the courtyard. She was sitting on a stone bench and asked Huanyue to bandage her wounds.

There are many rumors in Qiao's house. It is rumored that Qiao Xiang's sister and the next Saint of Calligraphy's mother were scratched in the east streets and alleys. She said that she was incompetent in teaching her husband and raised a scum who would only seduce his women.

Although the young Qiao Jingrou couldn't understand the meaning of the words, she knew that there was nothing good about it.

Qiao Jingrou walked towards her mother step by step with her staggering steps. Huanyue pushed Mrs. Qiao's shoulder, which allowed the latter to recover from her state of being detached from her god.

"Rou'er, when you go to the backyard, you didn't say anything to your mother? Huanyue, you lead Rou'er to the front hall and ask the kitchen to make some snacks for her."

Qiao Jingrou raised her tender face and blinked her bright eyes, which were as bright as stars.

"Rou'er is not hungry, Rou'er wants to know what's wrong with her mother and father?"

Mrs. Qiao was silent for a while and did not answer her daughter's childish words. Just as the scene was still, a sudden sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Qiao Xiang, wearing a peony official skirt, walked straight into the outside of the yard, with an angry look on his face.

"Sister! How long will you be obsessed with it? The Qiao family's ancestral teachings have been forgotten by you..."
Chapter completed!