"Master, how about I move back here," Pang Yi looked around and said a little worriedly, "Although Lord Fang said that the Northwest Forest Farm has been settled. But I am still uneasy. Now Guard Kong has sent Mr. Chen to take the provincial examination. I am afraid he will not be back until September."
It was raining heavily. Chen Qingxuan was going to Jilin to take part in the provincial examination, which was inconvenient. No one wanted to go out on such a day. Chen Qingxuan looked around but couldn't hire a carriage. Fang Zuotang knew about it and immediately sent guards to escort Chen Qingxuan to Jilin. It happened that Kong Wenmin returned to the prefectural government that day. Then he drove the carriage directly to Chenjiatun.
"That's fine. Anyway, we have plenty of houses to live in." Zhong Mingwei nodded. He actually preferred to live separately. After all, they were married. It was inconvenient to live together. But he was much less courageous than before. He was really afraid of some bad guys and assassins. So when Pang Yi wanted to move back, he didn't stop him.
"Master, do you think those criminals will really listen to the King of Pingxi in the future?" Pang Yi frowned and asked in a deep voice, "There is one more thing. I don't understand why the King of Pingxi wants to protect you everywhere? What is his purpose? What does he want to get from you?"
"I don't know," Zhong Mingwei shook his head. Looking at Mei Ya sitting in the pavilion kneading dough while chatting and laughing with Xiao An, his face was a little gloomy. "No matter what the reason is, no matter what he wants, as long as he can protect us and keep my world, I will agree to anything."
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August 15, the 33rd year of Jiasheng.
Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Qingxuan and Kong Wenmin had already stayed in a place called Qianjiatun for two days, not because of the heavy rain and muddy roads that made it difficult to travel, but because Chen Qingxuan fell ill.
It had been raining intermittently for more than ten days. It was chilly in Ningguta in autumn, and Chen Qingxuan could not bear the long journey in the rain. He felt groggy when he got up the day before yesterday. Kong Wenmin had planned to stop and ask a doctor to take a look, but Chen Qingxuan was unwilling to do so, fearing that it would delay the provincial examination. The heavy rain made it difficult to travel, and they were already traveling slowly. If they rested for a day or two, Chen Qingxuan would be so anxious that he would die.
Kong Wenmin had no choice but to continue on his journey in the rain. They just arrived at Qianjiatun yesterday. Kong Wenmin called Chen Qingxuan down for breakfast, and then Chen Qingxuan fell off the carriage, which almost scared Kong Wenmin to death. He hurriedly found an inn to stay in, and then invited a doctor. Chen Qingxuan took the medicine and slept for most of the day. When he woke up, it was already dark.
"Where is this?" Chen Qingxuan's eyes wandered around the room, and he knew that this should be an inn. Finally, his eyes fell on Kong Wenmin, who was standing in front of his bed with a bowl of medicine. "How long...how long have I slept?"
"Qianjiatun, three hours," Kong Wenmin said, placing the medicine bowl on the small table beside the bed, and then glanced at Chen Qingxuan, "Can you sit up by yourself?"
Chen Qingxuan nodded, then supported himself with his elbows and struggled to sit up from the bed little by little. Kong Wenmin watched him with a frown, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he went over and pulled him up, and took a pillow and put it behind him for him to lean on.
"I... I'm better now, cough cough!" Chen Qingxuan sat on the pillow, his face pale as paper. He started coughing without saying a word, "Tomorrow we..."
"Got it. Let's continue our journey tomorrow morning," Kong Wenmin interrupted him, sitting on the edge of the bed and handing the medicine bowl to him, "Stop talking and drink the medicine."
Chen Qingxuan took the medicine bowl and drank the dark medicine in it in one gulp. Then he put the medicine bowl aside and said to Kong Wenmin with a frown, "Thank you."
"Eat this, and then have a good sleep." Kong Wenmin said nothing, took out a small package from his arms, put it on the table, then pushed the door and left.
Chen Qingxuan thought it was another bitter pill, but when he opened the paper package, he saw that it was actually sesame candy. Chen Qingxuan looked at it and smelled the strong fragrance of sesame, then reached out and pinched a piece and put it into his mouth.
It's so sweet. Whenever I was sick when I was a child, Grandma Chen would always buy me sesame candies to comfort me. I haven't eaten them in many years.
After finishing the small bag of sesame candy, Chen Qingxuan fell asleep again in a daze.
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