Chapter 307 What Does He Really Want?

"Girl, I have to go to the magistrate's yamen tonight," Chen Qingxuan said to Ah Chou while straightening his clothes, "I'll be back in a while, by the way, I'll pick up grandma early tomorrow morning, when the time comes Ah, her old man will definitely bring you a lot of candy and eggs."

Originally, he didn't want to go to the Lantern Festival dinner at the magistrate's yamen, but a few days ago, all the invitations from Mr. Fang, the magistrate, were sent, so he naturally didn't want to go.

"That's for sure. Grandma Chen told me before she left that she will bring me a lot of candies and eggs when she comes back this time. They are all mine, but not yours, hehe," Ah Chou said from A small head popped out of the room and said to Chen Qingxuan with a smile, "Oh, you are busy with your work, don't worry about me, just don't drink too much, Grandma Chen said you drank too much last time, it is very difficult to take care of you."

"Understood, I won't drink a sip today," Chen Qingxuan looked at those dark eyes, feeling warm in his heart, but he couldn't express the sadness. He moved his eyes away, put on his cloak, and said to Ah Chou said, "Don't eat too much at night, I'll bring you something delicious when you come back."

"Hey! Thank you, Mr. Chen." Ah Chou agreed crisply.

"Okay, let's go in, I'm leaving now," Chen Qingxuan waved to A Chou, and walked towards the door, but stopped after taking two steps, and looked back at A Chou, "The medicine has been decocted. It will be done in half an hour, remember to drink the medicine."

"Oh," Ah Chou nodded, looking at Chen Qingxuan hesitantly, "Mr. Chen..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Qingxuan asked.

"What can I do to get better?" Ah Chou blinked his eyes and asked, with an expression of urgency that couldn't be concealed, "I think I've recovered. I don't have a headache or cough these days, and I'm stronger than before. , I think I'm fine, but why do I still need to take medicine? Still can't go out?"

"Whether the illness is good or not, it doesn't matter if you say it yourself, you have to make it up to the doctor." Chen Qingxuan's face was a little ugly, and even his voice was a little sinking, "Go back to the room and get well in a while." Take your medicine and don’t go anywhere.”

"Yes." Unable to express the loss and aggrieved in his heart, Ah Chou obediently went back to his room and closed the door.

Chen Qingxuan looked at the closed door and sighed silently. He shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, and walked out slowly. What exactly is he thinking? Could he keep this girl locked in that small room for the rest of her life? Or can it hold the girl's heart?

What is he thinking about?

Chen Qingxuan slapped himself on the head vigorously, then opened the door and went out.

As soon as he got off the steps, Chen Qingxuan was stunned. Kong Wenmin was standing with his hands behind his back in front of the fenced courtyard, under the bare birch tree. The snow stopped today, but in the evening it started to snow again , It's really small, but Kong Wenmin's body is already white, and one can tell that this person has been standing for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Chen Qingxuan walked up to Kong Wenmin and asked with a frown. He really hated this rude general with well-developed limbs. It's even more annoying.

Kong Wenmin was also annoyed by him, thinking that when Miss Fang asked him to come to pick up Kong Wenmin early in the afternoon, the girl had an unconcealable shyness on her face, and Kong Wenmin's eyes were about to burst into flames.

"At the order of Miss, I am here to pick up Chen Xiucai to the banquet," Kong Wenmin said indifferently, turning around and untying the horse from the tree, patted the snow on the horse, and looked at Chen Qingxuan mockingly, "Chen Xiucai, please hurry up." Get in the car, if Chen Xiucai is frozen to death on such a day, what would be good?"

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin with a calm face, and said slowly, "I'm not afraid of the cold, just drink a few sips of wine, isn't it enough? Guard Kong, what do you think? Otherwise, I'll go back and tell you You take the altar to burn the knife?"

Kong Wenmin's face suddenly turned dark, and he naturally remembered the ugliness he lost when he was drunk that day. At this time, he inevitably fell in front of Chen Qingxuan. He wanted to shame Chen Qingxuan, but found that he couldn't find it When he came to talk to this sharp-tongued and sour scholar, he ignored Chen Qingxuan immediately, then turned around and got into the carriage with a cold snort.

Chen Qingxuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and got into the carriage slowly, but before he could sit still, the carriage sped away, and it was no surprise that he fell into the carriage with a "plop".