He had noticed that Tangchi had been looking at him since yesterday, eager to know the progress of the case, but he deliberately pretended not to see it and let him worry.

Who would have thought that this little village girl would trick him into drinking more water in order to make him eat less?

Time passed little by little, and it was already noon the next day. I didn’t know if I had found out anything. Finally, Tangchi couldn’t bear it anymore. Halfway through the meal, he put down his chopsticks, raised his head and looked at Wen Lou and said, "Magistrate."

grown ups……"

"The fried mushrooms with eggs are good." Wen Lou interrupted.

Being interrupted, Tangchi bit his lip and continued: "My lord, the magistrate..."

“The mushroom soup is very fresh.”

Tangchi: "..."

Being interrupted again, Tangchi felt a little aggrieved. "That..."

"This porridge is very comfortable to drink."

"..." Can you please stop praising her at this time?

Seeing that the magistrate didn't even look at her, Tang Chi felt very aggrieved.

Finally, Tangchi took a deep breath and decided to finish the question coherently as quickly as possible.

However, before she opened her mouth, Wen Lou put down his chopsticks and said, "It's ready."

Tang Chi took back the words that came to his lips and said in despair: "Oh..."

"I see that you are in good spirits. The injuries on your body are not serious, right?"

The red mark scratched by Xia San on Tangchi's face was no longer visible, and the red mark on her wrist had also faded a lot. She curled her lips and said, "The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, so it won't be a problem."

"Tangchi girl, eat some vegetables!" Widow Zhang picked up a piece of egg and put it into the soup bowl.

"..." She hasn't asked the question yet!

Tangchi looked down at the eggs in his bowl surrounded by oily flowers.

"I'm leaving first."

As soon as Wen Lou stood up, Wu Shan and the other four also stood up, and then they and Wen Lou left.

"Master Magistrate, walk slowly." Tangchi said in frustration.

Widow Zhang on the side sighed and said: "The county magistrate doesn't want to tell you at all. Let's eat first!"

Tangchi looked at his rice bowl, feeling uneasy.

In the evening, in the study room of the county magistrate...

Uncle Wen added some water to Wen Lou who was reading the files, and asked in a low voice: "Master, has the case in the village been solved?"

Wen Lou smiled. Under the soft candlelight, he was as handsome as an immortal descended from the earth, dressed in green.

Seeing Wen Lou's smile, Uncle Wen felt relieved.

"Seeing that the young master has a good meal at Tangchi's house, it's not easy for this little village girl."

Wen Lou stopped turning the page and said with a smile: "I came out to help her for no reason, so she has to give something in return. I don't like to suffer."

Uncle Wen smiled after hearing this.

Finally, it's the third day.

Tangchi, who had never left the house or stepped outside, got up early in the morning. His eyes were green and black, and he looked like he hadn't slept well.

It's not that she doesn't want to sleep well, it's just that she can't sleep at all because she thinks that today's outcome is a matter of life and death for her.

Widow Zhang was also a little worried. She came to stay with Tangchi early in the morning and kept comforting her.

"How about you go back and take a nap? I'll get the food."

Tangchi shook her head, she had to sleep if she wanted to. So, she pulled Widow Zhang to cook together in a daze.

During this time, she was confused and absent-minded, and almost cut her hand several times. Widow Zhang was frightened for a while, and finally she had to stop what she was doing and look at her.

At noon, Wen Lou came to eat on time.

While eating, Tang Chi looked at Wen Lou's graceful movements and calm posture, but he could no longer remain calm.

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Chapter completed!