The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 270: Can I just ask for a quiet place
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One step, two steps, three steps...
Following the footprints left by A Chou during the day, Zhong Mingwei finally climbed to the door. He was so tired that he was out of breath and soaked to the skin, but he did not dare to delay for a moment. At that moment, he took A Chou from He untied his body and carefully placed it on the ground. Then he gritted his teeth and stood up holding the door. Enduring the severe pain in his legs, he opened the door. Suddenly, the cold wind carried snowflakes and hit his face. Zhong Mingwei still had a headache. Once he saw the cold wind in Ninggu Pagoda, he almost fell to the ground again. Fortunately, he held on to the door tightly and finally did not fall down.
This was the first time he walked out of the courtyard since he came to Ninggu Pagoda. He looked outside the door. In the dark snowy night, he could see nothing except the fine and broken snowflakes in front of him. There was a row of small footprints on the ground. His eyes moved along the footprints, and then he saw a big mark on the snow, and a large piece of thin ice next to it. He looked to see who it should be. His feet slipped and he fell, knocking over the bucket in his hand.
Zhong Mingwei thought about the wet black cotton pants. He suddenly turned his head. He put his face against the door and took a few deep breaths of the biting cold wind. When he looked up again , he had returned to normal. He gritted his teeth and moved step by step to the door frame. He leaned against the wall, and then grabbed the door with both hands. He gathered all the strength in his body into his hands. Go up, and then with a sudden force, the door was removed from the door frame.
"Bang!"
The gate fell to the snow with a dull sound.
Zhong Mingwei knelt on the ground, dragged A Chou and placed it on the door panel, picked up the hemp rope, tied A Chou to the door panel, tied it tightly, and then he carefully pushed the A Chou behind. The door panel slid up the mountain road little by little.
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The seventh day of the first lunar month in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
Ninggu Pagoda.
Since last night, Chen Qingxuan's right eyelid has been twitching so much that he can't even read.
"There is wealth on one side and disaster on the other," Grandma Chen looked at Chen Qingxuan with a worried look, "Qingxuan, have you offended anyone recently?"
"Grandma, I stay in the house all day reading books about sages, how can I have the chance to offend others?" Chen Qingxuan sighed helplessly and put down the book in his hand, and discussed with Grandma Chen, "Grandma, Otherwise, I will go back to the study room tomorrow."
"How many days have you been back? You haven't even celebrated the Lantern Festival yet, so why are you so eager to go back?" Grandma Chen became anxious when she heard this. What are you doing back in the study room? It’s deserted."
"Grandma, can I just ask for a quiet time?" Chen Qingxuan's face turned ugly, and he spoke with a little emotion, "I am busy at home, but you have constant visitors all day long, so you still have to If you keep me company, why should I be thinking about reading? You might as well go back to the bookstore early to hide in peace."
"Qingxuan, you think grandma is too meddlesome, right?" Grandma Chen also darkened her face and looked at Chen Qingxuan with a little annoyance, "You don't like the prefect's daughter, in our village You don't like girls like this, so tell me, what kind of fairy can you like? If you can name one, grandma, I will never worry about you anymore!"
"Grandma! Look, you're here again!" Chen Qingxuan was speechless. The family has never been quiet since years ago. The eldest daughter and the younger daughter-in-law said they came to talk to Grandma Chen. But they all looked at him, and Chen Qingxuan was indescribably annoyed. Even though he knew that Grandma Chen was angry, he still persisted, "Anyway, I will go back to the study room tomorrow."
At that moment, Chen Qingxuan entered the room without looking back, preparing a collection of clothes and books to take back.
"You kid! I'm not doing it for your own good!" Grandma Chen was so angry that she had an appointment with a matchmaker from a nearby village tomorrow. The girl from the village, Chen Qingxuan, didn't like it, and maybe there were girls from other villages. Chen Qingxuan was attracted by it, but looking at Chen Qingxuan's appearance, Grandma Chen was considered to be in a good position. She was afraid that she would not be able to hold her great-grandson again this year, so she went back to her room to sulk.
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Although she was holding back her anger, Grandma Chen got up before dawn the next day to prepare breakfast for Chen Qingxuan. The grandfather and grandson finished their breakfast in silence. After holding it in for a long time, Chen Qingxuan still followed. Grandma Chen entered the kitchen.