Liao Qingbai looked at Liang Jiafen, who was already awake, with very complicated eyes. He met her twice, but he struggled with her both times.

Although Liang Jiafen was slow, her life-saving grace was greater than heaven's. She saluted Liao Qingbai and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Master, for your life-saving grace."

The surrounding villagers did not think it was a big deal, and a man whistled and shouted loudly: "I must give my life to save my life."

When the magistrate didn't come, everyone thought they were a quarreling couple. After the magistrate came, everyone realized that this was the magistrate's son who hadn't had a roof over his head for three days.

The women knew at a glance that Liang Jiafen was not married yet, and neither was the county magistrate's son. Now that he had saved her life, it was a good story to agree with him.

In addition, Liang Jiafen looks pretty good, speaks politely, and looks great, and it looks like she has studied.

The two stand together but they match well.

The more everyone watched, the more satisfied they became, and the more they felt that the two of them were a good fit.

The shouts are getting louder and louder, and there are more and more people.

Liang Jiafen's face was a little red. This was because she had not changed her clothes after falling into the water, and she had been unconscious for so long. When she woke up, she felt that she could faint at any time.

Liao Qingbai had been paying attention to his father's face, but he never saw him turn from cloudy to clear. Suddenly, someone fell towards him, and he caught it reflexively.

When looking at the unconscious person in his arms, Liao Qingbai felt that his father's face was a little more ugly.

It’s over, I have to kneel in the ancestral hall again after I go back.

What is this woman made of? She gets dizzy when she says it.

He wanted to leave her behind. His body was already wet, and the weather was cold now. The wet clothes stuck to his body and was very uncomfortable. Another one fainted in his arms. What is this?

The county magistrate looked at Liao Qingbai, whose face was a little pale. His face was cold and his voice was even colder: "Take her back to the Yamen."

The county magistrate came with a lot of people and left in anger, leaving no one behind.

"Hey, hey, you should leave me someone." Liao Qingbai lost his temper because his father made him angry.

This damn old man doesn’t know how to feel sorry for him, his clothes are still wet.

The folks around me all had friendly smiles, but there was an element of ambiguity in those smiles.

Liao Qingbai closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, and resignedly carried Liang Jiafen to the county government office.

Thinking that he still had a clean robe, he walked up to the guardrail, looked at the people around him, and shouted: "Can someone please help me pick up the robe, thank you."

Liao Qingbai naturally wanted to wear the clothes on himself, which was better than nothing, but what does it mean that this robe directly covered the person on his back?

He was going crazy today. If it weren't for that thief, would he be like this?

The shame was thrown outside. Liao Qingbai rushed to the county government with Liang Jiafen on his back with a livid face.

The first thing he did after returning home was to change his clothes. It was hot and cold while carrying someone on his back, and he was really afraid of catching a cold.

Mrs. Liao heard from her servants that her son had come back soaked all over, so she quickly ran over to check.

Looking at the woman who was also wet on his back, doubts flashed in her eyes, but she was smart enough not to ask, and directly ordered the maid to take over, and arranged for the kitchen to make ginger soup.

Although the weather has just cooled down, you can't be so careless. There's nothing wrong with drinking.

When Liao Qingbai went back to his room to ask for water to take a bath, the county magistrate came back.
Chapter completed!