If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Coming out of the county magistrate's study, a bitter cold wind blows towards his face.

An Le trembled, and trotted towards his own hut. There was still half of the white wine in the wine gourd pinned to his waist. An Le untied it and put it near his mouth to take a sip.

The cold wine entered the throat, raising the warmth, but it dissipated in an instant.

An Le sighed, now that there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, it may not be easy to take advantage of it. Previously, all the money was spent to buy a little drunk, but now there is no spare money.

However, the county magistrate does not have a wedding ceremony yet, and there are only tea sets and tea leaves on the shelf.

An Le was lying on the bed staring at the beams in a daze, the wound on his chest was aching, he touched a pack of medicine powder under the bed sheet and took it out.

After taking off the mink fur coat and middle coat, which were stained with blood, An Le sighed and took off the bandage on his chest to change the dressing.

It was a bit difficult for An Le to do it alone. Although the wound was only a little cracked, the pain was still painful. An Le took a few breaths before recovering.After retying the bandage and putting on his coat, An Le worried about the faint smell of blood that filled the room.No matter how weak the smell is, it can't hide from being discovered by the county magistrate.

An Le's frown gradually relaxed.

Since it cannot be eliminated, use a stronger one to cover it up.

An Le grabbed the wine gourd and sprinkled it on the ground, the aroma of the liquor was overwhelming, An Le felt a little pained, but he was still willing.

Lying on the bed, Anle put the hand stove on his stomach to keep warm, smelling the aroma of wine, Anle closed his eyes to rest his mind, and fell asleep.

The county magistrate sat in front of the table and stared at the painting in silence. He wanted to paint An Le's face in the painting, but the tip of the pen didn't come off for a long time.After a long time, the county magistrate sighed and put down his pen. The county magistrate is a smart man, and he understands love better than uprising.

The Jiang Xue who accidentally caught Anle has already done it.

noon.

The county magistrate waited for a while but did not see An Le come to have lunch.

The county magistrate took a sip of tea and got up and walked to the study. He took out An Le's freehand style and walked to the miscellaneous room.

An Le faintly heard someone knocking on the door.

"Anle—" came the cold voice of the county magistrate.

An Le woke up suddenly. He sat up quickly and saw the blood-stained bandage on the ground, and kicked it under the bed.

Seeing An Le's sleepy face, the county magistrate outside the door said, "Go back to sleep?"

An Le smiled awkwardly.

The county magistrate stepped into the miscellaneous room with one foot, but frowned.

An Le was shocked in the dark.

The county magistrate looked at An Le with displeasure.

Cold sweat broke out on An Le's forehead, "My lord?"

The county magistrate said coldly: "Have you been drinking?"

An Le secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a dry smile on the surface: "My lord has a really good nose."

The county magistrate snorted coldly and stepped in.

An Le quickly pulled out a chair for the county magistrate, "What do you want me to do?"

The county magistrate took out the freehand brushwork and put it on the table, "Remember to take your things with you."

"Yes."

"It's noon."

An Le was taken aback, then suddenly smiled and said, "Did you eat?"

The county magistrate: "..."

Today's dishes have more soup than before.

An Le looked at the magistrate suspiciously, but the magistrate looked calm.

An Le couldn't help but said, "My lord?"

The county magistrate swallowed a mouthful of food and said, "What's the matter?"

"My lord doesn't like soup? Why—"

The county magistrate said: "I like it today."

An Le: "..."

The rest is the same as before, a cup of warm tea after dinner, and a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

An Le originally wanted to pick up a piece of braised pork, but the magistrate gave him a cold stare. He turned his chopsticks and picked up a handful of vegetables.Anle was not satisfied with no meat to pad his stomach. He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and thought for a while, then reached out to take it and put it near his mouth.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake at the county magistrate's mansion was extremely sweet and greasy, and Anle had a toothache last time he ate it.

But this time it was not so sweet, the light sweetness spread between the teeth, Anle was a little surprised.

The magistrate watched An Le take the second piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and couldn't help smiling.

An Le caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and was stunned.

For some reason, the county magistrate has been more serious recently, and he has become more and more gloomy with his own seriousness.

But now it seems that the county magistrate has relaxed a bit.

An Le thought about the reason. He drew the freehand brushwork this morning to attract the attention of adults. The content of the painting was fishing alone.

Could it be—the county magistrate wants to go fishing?

An Le was shocked by this thought, he thought about it, and asked cautiously, "My lord?"

The county magistrate took a sip of tea, "What's the matter?"

"My lord... Do you want to go fishing?"

The county magistrate choked on a sip of tea.

"……how you said that?"

An Le smiled slightly and said, "My lord seems to be in a good mood."

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows.

"You know how to fish?"

An Le shook her head and said, "No."

The county magistrate took a sip of tea, "Why do you want to go fishing?"

An Le smiled and said, "Because I want to."

The county magistrate looked at An Le with a meaningless smile.

……

In the study, the fragrance of tea rose.

The man in black was already standing at the table waiting for the adults.

The county magistrate raised his eyebrows and said, "What's the matter?"

The man in black said coldly: "A matter of peace and happiness."

The magistrate squinted his eyes and sat down at the table.

"Say."

The man in black didn't speak, but what he brought out made the magistrate frown.

It was a bandage, a bloody bandage.

A faint smell of blood washed through the magistrate's nostrils.

The county magistrate put down the teacup indifferently, and said, "What's the matter?"

The man in black frowned and said, "Don't you understand, sir?"

The county magistrate glanced at the bandage, and said calmly, "What do you understand?"

Naturally, the man in black would not act as an adult and didn't understand, but he still said: "Anle's injury is proof—"

"Prove that An Le is the woman in the red dress last time... so what?"

The man in black said eagerly, "My lord!"

The county magistrate said: "I know everything."

The man in black stared blankly.

The county magistrate looked at the teacup in front of him, and the fragrance of Biluochun sent by An Le was refreshing.

Thinking of An Le's intention to inquire about the fragrance of tea in order to give tea as a gift, the county magistrate frowned.

The man in black said softly: "My lord, An Le deliberately concealed it, why not..."

The county magistrate stroked the rim of the teacup, "Of course I have my reasons."

The man in black lowered his eyes and said: "As long as the adults are safe, the subordinates just don't understand what the adults are considering."

The county magistrate nodded, "Back off."

The man in black pursed his lips and retreated. He had to put the bandages back where they belonged.

The smile on the county magistrate's mouth gradually faded, becoming mean and helpless.

In order to cover up the smell of blood, you specially spilled wine on the ground, An Le, you love wine so much, but you really can't bear it.

It's not that he doesn't understand.He knew that An Le deliberately concealed his identity to follow him back to Beijing, and he vaguely guessed when An Le blocked the knife for him.Originally thought that An Le was just trying to find out why he returned to the capital, but he didn't expect that he would protect him with his body, receiving the knife empty-handed and refusing to back down, how could he remain calm?

Things have come to this, so what?

He knew what was hidden behind An Le, but he also knew that An Le hid much more than that, but since he had feelings for him and he didn't want to say it, there was no need to delve too deeply into it.

He just wanted to gamble this time, betting on Anle had no intention of harming him, protecting each other, half for himself and half for love.Gambling on happiness is neither betrayal nor deceit.Bet, he will win.