Chen Hao listened to Yu Youwei talking to himself, and he couldn't bear to disturb her self-contemplation. At this moment, Chen Hao didn't know what to say, just like a bone in his throat and couldn't get out. He didn't know how to comfort the woman in front of him, so he could only stand dullly and speechlessly.

The quiet in the room seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing. After a while, Yu Youwei raised her already hazy but hopeful eyes and asked Chen Hao softly: "You said, do I still have a chance?"

Chen Hao avoided the lovely look of the water vein, but he felt extremely helpless. He wanted to tell the girl in front of him that this was just a kind of respect and admiration, and that it was different from the relationship between men and women. But when he said that Chen Hao swallowed it back, thinking that this could be explained clearly with a little girl? Besides, he was also a 25-year-old, and he was even a wooden stick for emotional matters, and he might not be able to persuade Yu Youwei if he said it.

But this lack of answers cannot solve the problem, so he comforted vaguely: "Everyone has opportunities, but this opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared..."

Speaking of this, Chen Hao coughed slightly, and saw that Yu Youwei's dark face was already showing joy, so he sighed slightly, then took a few steps to approach and received a message: "Huilan, in fact, you don't have to care too much about the scars on your body. You should first take care of the condition. If you want the scar to fade..."

"Really!? Is there really help?" Yu Youwei heard that the scars could be removed, and she was overjoyed and stood up from the bed. Then, without waiting for Chen Hao to react, Yu Youwei came to him, grabbed Chen Hao's right hand tightly and said happily: "Is it really OK?"

Chen Hao was caught off guard by Yu Youwei, and although he felt a little embarrassed, he did not pull it back and said affirmingly: "You should believe me..." In fact, Chen Hao was not sure at this moment, but at this time he could only give an answer that seemed certain but was not sure.

He looked down at the scars on Yu Youwei's neck, but felt pity in his heart. But at this moment, Chen Hao knew that he could not show his expression, so he calmed down and chuckled and said, "Look, my cousin didn't care about your scars..."

As he said that, he reached forward and untied the carpet around the jade neck. Yu Youwei was a little scared at first, afraid that Chen Hao would feel disgusted and leave when he saw the shocking scars on his neck. However, seeing that Chen Hao had to have a clear eyes and no disgust, he gradually changed from resistance to obedience.

"Is it really possible?" Yu Youwei was still a little unbelievable. She knew how many dense scars she had on her body. She felt like she was dreaming if she wanted to restore her former skin.

"Of course, I can cure the current emperor's diabetes disease. What is your small scar? But it takes some time to prepare the ointment. You have to follow my arrangements these days, otherwise it will be useless..."

"Yeah!" Yu Youwei was happy and nodded obediently.

...

The moment Chen Hao walked out of the room, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere in the room just now really made him feel uncomfortable. He was not a person who was good at rejecting, but he was not a person who would refuse everyone. Therefore, this situation often made him feel very depressed. He was still unable to let go of his feelings for two lives, which has to be said to be a big failure of him. After signaling Yue Mengqi and the maid to enter the room, Chen Hao turned around and left the backyard with a look of careless expression.

It was already evening when Chen Hao and Yue Mengqi left the county government. Chen Hao sat aside in the carriage and kept silent, allowing the carriage to sway and drive forward. He gently lifted the curtain and saw that the streets were fewer and fewer people were scattering after the light was falling, Chen Hao couldn't help but sigh slightly and saw the curtains lower.

Yue Mengqi, who was beside her, saw that Chen Hao was worried and was jealous of her, so she was not inconvenient to ask what happened in the boudoir at that time. So she leaned against Chen Hao and enjoyed the warmth of this rare world of the two.

At this time, Chen Hao was searching for prescriptions for scar removal in his mind. The reason why he felt that he was worried was because he didn't know whether he could remove scars. People in the world believed that Chen Hao was born with talent and had reached the point of knowing everything, but in fact he was a big mistake. Because he once loved studying, he worked as a librarian in college. Chen Hao reads everything about books that are as vague as the sea. Therefore, in the eyes of people in later generations, he gradually formed an intelligent library.

But despite this, Chen Hao is now stumped by the problem in front of him. It’s not that he does not have a good recipe for removing scars, or he also removes freckles and acne. Chen Hao also has many ways to remove acne. But as the saying goes, it’s hard to cook without rice. Some of these raw materials and medicinal materials may not be available in this year. For this reason, Chen Hao was worried that he should have figured out a new prescription.

Since it is not far from the county government, the carriage returned to the door of the mansion shortly after. As soon as Chen Hao got off the carriage, the butler Chen Sheng came over with a solemn expression and whispered in close proximity: "Young Master, someone from the capital is here, you are in the mansion at this moment!"

"Yeah!" Chen Hao nodded casually, without much surprise. Seeing that there were no imperial guards around the mansion, he then asked Chen Sheng beside him, "Who is here?"

"The little guards respectfully call the Angel Lord Wei..."

Chen Sheng's words shocked Chen Hao secretly, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What a good face!"

At this moment, he had already guessed who the guests in the mansion were this time. There were very few officials in the court. Now, the one who came to Taihe County must be Wei Mo Wei Pavilion Master. Chen Hao still respected Wei Mo, the important minister, so he said that, and then he tidied up his sleeves and went straight to the living room in the mansion.

Not far from the living room, Chen Hao had already seen Wei Mo who was beautiful in the living room, so he bowed with respect: "Georg Wei has come from all the way, but I am really guilty of not being able to greet him in time!"

Wei Mo was sitting in the hall. He had been waiting in Chen Hao's mansion for a long time. Seeing that Chen Hao finally returned to the mansion at this moment, Wei Mo's anxious heart was much more at ease, so he stood up and bowed: "The Marquis is so serious! Although the Marquis is in the people, he does not forget to save the world and the people. It is really admirable for me!"

"Uh...hehe, Master Ge laughed, please!" Chen Haochu was stunned, and then he felt relieved when he thought about it. It must be the family in the mansion who told the old man his place to go.

Wei Mo was not polite, and he sat down with his own guests and guests with compliments. Wei Mo glanced at Yue Mengqi who was walking towards the back hall and smiled with a deep smile. He thought to himself that the Marquis of Dingbei was indeed young, and his wives and concubines were all beautiful. The wife who had just received his wife was dignified, generous, graceful and beautiful. No wonder the late emperor wanted to betroth the princess at the beginning, but Chen Hao refused to marry him.

If Chen Hao knew Wei Mo’s thoughts, he would not know what he thought. Although Chen Hao seems to enjoy the blessings of the Qi people nowadays, the blessings of the Qi people are mostly caused by beautiful mistakes and cannot be tied to the so-called **** at all. However, Chen Hao once tried to argue about his image, but in this era of prevalence, how many people would believe his defense?

Then Chen Hao and Wei Mo in the hall were talking about the local customs and cultures of Taihe County. Every time Wei Mo wanted to get to the point, he was broken by Chen Hao appropriately. This made Wei Mo, who had been waiting for a long time, feel a little depressed. He was as blunt as his grandfather Wei Zheng, so when he saw Chen Hao deliberately swearing, he opened the door and said in a deep voice: "The Marquis is living here freely and freely, and it can be seen that the Tang Dynasty border is full of war, and the people are in dire straits!"

Wei Mo originally thought that he said this, but Chen Hao would definitely not ignore it with the impression Chen Hao gave him in the past. But at this moment, Wei Mo completely guessed it wrong. After saying his words for a long time, Chen Hao still didn't say anything. Instead, he sipped the fragrant tea and said softly to himself, "Oh, is that?"

Forehead……

Wei Mo was quite shocked by such an understatement, but he also knew that Chen Hao was now resentful. So he said meaningfully: "I know that the Marquis still have resentment towards the court, but now it is a time of crisis in the country. How can you stand by and watch? This time the emperor ordered me to come to the mansion to invite the Marquis back to the capital..."

"What do you have to do with me? The matters of the country will be handled by the important officials of the court. The emperor can only make arbitrary decision. How could Chen, a country man, care about those idiots?" As soon as Wei Mo finished speaking, Chen Hao continued to speak coldly.

When Wei Mo heard this, he stood up and said angrily, "What are you saying about Hou Ye? I am not the kind of stubborn person. For..." After saying this, Wei Mo paused unnaturally, and then continued: "I have heard a little about your invasion when you broke into the palace. For this reason, I also understand your grudges in your heart, but you are not the emperor who returned to the capital, but the people of the Tang Dynasty! Now that you ignore it, is it a loyal act of being a minister?"

"Don't tell Chen about the country and the people, and Chen doesn't want to care about these thankless trivial matters. Chen, you just want to ask Master Gong one question!" Chen Hao interrupted Wei Mo's words with a brush on his sleeve, and then said coldly Rushuang.

"Mr. Please speak!"

Chen Hao stood up on the table, then stood up with his hands behind his back and asked coldly: "Has I, Chen Hao, ever done something I am sorry for the court, the country, and the emperor!"

"this……"

Wei Mo was about to assert that he had left half of his words. Chen Hao's question was no longer something that he, a minister, could answer. Wei Mo knew that Chen Hao was asking the current saint, so he was not convenient for him to answer this question.

"Since Master Ge cannot answer, please go back! You can transfer it to the emperor when you go back! Chen is waiting for news from Master Ge in the mansion. Master Ge! It's getting late. Since the military situation is urgent, Chen will not keep you!"
Chapter completed!