The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Girl, I have to go to the Zhifu Yamen tonight," Chen Qingxuan said while arranging his shirt, "Come back soon, yes, I will pick up my grandma early in the morning. Ah, her old family can definitely give you a lot of wedding candy and eggs. "

He originally didn't want to go to the Lantern Dinner at the Zhifu Yamen, but a few days ago, all the invitations of the master of the Zhifu party were sent, and he was naturally not bad.

"That's for sure. Granny Chen told me when she left. This time I come back and get some wedding candy and eggs for me. They are all mine, but without you, hey." A small head smiled in the middle and Chen Qingxuan said, "Oh, you are busy with you, don't worry about me, just don't drink too much. Grandma Chen said that you drank too much last time and it's hard to wait."

"Got it, I didn't drink a sip today," Chen Qingxuan looked at those dark eyes, his heart was warm but unspeakable sour. He moved his eyes away and put on the big cloak while facing him Ugly, "Don't eat too much at night, when I come back, I will bring you something delicious."

"Hey! Thank you Mr. Chen." A Chou crisply agreed.

"Okay, let's go in, I'll go now," Chen Qingxuan waved to A Chou, while walking towards the door, but didn't take two steps but paused again, while looking back at A Chou, "The medicine has been fried Go on, it will be half an hour later, remember to drink medicine. "

"Oh," Ah Chou nodded, looking at Chen Qingxuan with some words, "Mr. Chen ..."

"What's wrong?" Chen Qingxuan asked.

"What on earth am I good for?" A Chou asked with a blink of an eye, and his face could not conceal the urgency. "I think I'm all well. I don't have a headache or cough anymore. I'm stronger than before. , I think it ’s alright, but why should I still take the medicine? Still ca n’t go out? ”

"Is it good or bad, I don't mean to say it, I want Lang Zhong to say it," Chen Qingxuan's face is a little unsightly, and he is a little bit dull even with his voice, "Go back to the room and be good for a while Drink medicine, don't go anywhere. "

"Yes." Ah Chou couldn't tell the loss and suffocation in his heart. He returned to the room obediently and closed the door.

Chen Qingxuan looked at the closed door and sighed silently. He shook his head a little self-deprecatingly and slowly walked out. What on earth did he want? Can he keep this girl in that hut all his life? Or can you tie the girl's heart?

What is he thinking about?

Chen Qingxuan slaps his head vigorously before pushing the door out.

Chen Qingxuan froze as soon as he stepped down the stairs. In front of the fence, under the bare birch tree, Kong Wenmin was standing with his hands behind his back. The snow stopped today, but at night the snow began to float again and again. It's really small, but Kong Wenmin's body is already white, and at a glance, he knows that this person has been standing for a long time.

"Why are you here?" Chen Qingxuan traveled to Kong Wenmin, frowned and asked, he really hated the rude military general with well-developed limbs. He used to hate it. Since that day, he paid no attention to pouring his wine at the government office. Even more annoying.

Kong Wenmin also annoyed him, thinking that when Miss Fang asked him to come to pick up Kong Wenmin's house early this afternoon, the girl's shy face was hard to conceal, and Kong Wenmin's eyes were all about to burst into flames.

"At the order of Miss, come to pick Chen Xiucai to the banquet," Kong Wenmin said lightly, turning around to untie the horse rein from the tree, patting the snow on the horse, and sneeringly looked at Chen Qingxuan, "Chen Xiucai please please Get in the car, if such a child, if Chen Xiucai freezes, how could it be good? "

"It's easy to say, easy to say," Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin with a light face, and said slowly, "It's not cold, isn't it just a sip of wine? Kong Weiwei, right? Or I'll go back and give You take the altar and burn the knife? "

Kong Wenmin's face suddenly became 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 thought about Han Cheng Chen Qingxuan, but he found that he couldn't find it. When it was time to block this sharp, sour show, he would no longer care about Chen Qingxuan, and then turned into the carriage with a cold hum.

Chen Qingxuan was too lazy to take care of him. Now he slowly got on the carriage, but just waited for him to sit firmly, and the carriage had already galloped away. Unsurprisingly, he fell into the carriage with a puff.