Chapter 174: The National Teacher's Wife's Notebook (1)
Feng Qian opened his eyes.
What catches the eye is the blue sky.
Occasionally a few birds can be seen skipping the sky.
It's already the next level.
Feng Qian was a little puzzled, why did she feel like she was lying on the ground?
The girl moved, but found that she seemed to be restrained by something.
Feng Qian: "?"
The girl tried to speak, but suddenly found that she couldn't speak, and could only make a childish babble.
Feng Qian: "..."
The girl gave up the struggle and said silently in her heart: "System, transmit memory."
The original owner was an orphan.
Adopted by the Minister of Household.
The Minister of the Household never mentioned in front of the original owner that she was picked up by him for adoption.
The original owner is very beautiful.
Because of this, the daughters of the Minister of the Household, the sisters in name of the original owner, were jealous of her appearance and targeted the original owner everywhere.
And laughed at the original owner, she was just a picked child.
Since then, the original owner has also known his own life experience.
She has been humble in her life, trapped in a high-walled courtyard, and her greatest wish is to find her own life experience.
so……
[Ding Dong Side quest: Find out the origin of the original owner. 】
The current timeline is that the original owner is about to be picked up...
Receive memory.
Feng Qian looked bewildered.
So, in her current situation, she is a... baby?
The girl rolled her dark eyes, and then burst out crying.
After a while, Feng Qian stopped crying again, her delicate little face was expressionless.
The voice, um, was indeed a baby.
So she is now... waiting to be picked up?
The wind looked blankly at the sky.
…
on the boulevard.
Armored soldiers are well-trained to walk in front.
Behind, is a gorgeous carriage.
The carriage was protected by soldiers.
The most conspicuous of them is a light-gold carriage.
Gold fringes hang from the eaves of the carriage roof.
The body is a beautiful starburst.
Gold and silver threads are intertwined, gorgeous and noble.
The little servant who was carrying the carriage had serious eyes, showing a vague expression of reverence. He was also careful when driving, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all.
One can't help but wonder about the identity of the person sitting in the carriage.
The procession of carriages passed through a village and stopped suddenly.
The soldiers also stopped in place.
The people in the carriage frowned slightly, and their voices were flat and cold: "What's the matter?"
Someone next to him reported through the curtain door: "Sir, there is something blocking the road at the gate of the village ahead."
"Um."
The people in the carriage responded in a calm tone, and said nothing.
Xiahou, the minister of households in the front carriage, also frowned and got off the carriage.
"What's ahead?"
Xiahou frowned and walked forward in doubt.
There are soldiers around to protect them.
It looks like a sleeping basket.
Xiahou was puzzled in his heart, but he continued to step forward.
He approached, bent down, and saw the little baby sleeping peacefully in the sleeping basket.
The little doll looks like pink and jade. Unlike other babies, the little face is wrinkled.
Xiahou did not expect that there would be a child inside.
He ordered a soldier next to him to send a message to the man.
The soldier trotted to the most gorgeous carriage and said respectfully, "Master Guo Shi, there is an abandoned baby in front."
The people inside were stunned.
She lowered her long eyelashes slightly and looked down at her palm.
child?
There was a moment of silence inside.
Then, a hand that was too pale slowly opened the curtain door of the carriage.
The boy who was driving hurriedly lowered his head and respectfully held the corner of the curtain for the other party.
The boy stooped down and got out of the carriage slowly.
He also showed that beautiful face.
The twelve-year-old young national teacher, with picturesque eyebrows, has not fully opened his eyebrows, but it is faintly visible in the world.
The good-looking face and the cold and noble temperament all over the body only make people feel that they cannot be desecrated.