Probably because the soldiers came out to clear the snow today, many people in the city came out. Some helped clear the snow, and some opened stalls to sell things despite the cold winter.
Qingzhi searched for a long time and finally found the jujube tea stall. She walked over and was about to speak when she couldn't help sneezing, rubbed her nose, sniffed and said, "Boss, give me a drink." A bowl of jujube tea."
Qingzhi thought that after drinking the jujube tea, she would also buy jujube tea for the soldiers clearing the snow.
The owner of the jujube tea stall saw that she was a general and quickly asked her to go into the shed to avoid the snow. "General, wait a moment, I will serve it for you right now."
Qingzhi said gently: "There's no rush."
Not long after, the boss brought the jujube tea. Qingzhi lowered her head and took a sip of the sweet hot tea. She felt a warm current spreading through her body, a very warm feeling.
The voice of a passerby came from outside the shed, "Boss, how can I get to the military camp?"
Qingzhi paused, raised her eyes, and saw a familiar figure she hadn't seen for a long time standing outside the jujube tea stall. He was dressed in a snow-white robe, covered with frost and snow, and his lips were white. He looked dusty. It looked like he had traveled all night.
While the boss was still answering, Qingzhi lowered his eyes calmly, put down the tea bowl, put money on the table, got up and walked to the other side.
But just a few steps out of the jujube tea stall, she heard the man's hoarse voice coming from behind: "Qingzhi?"
Qingzhi did not stop and walked forward with a calm gaze.
But not long after, the man caught up and stopped in front of her. He looked at her solemnly but did not speak to her.
Qingzhi frowned slightly, brewing her emotions, but finally sneezed, breaking the silence.
"Are you sick?" Wen Jian subconsciously reached out to touch her head, but Qingzhi frowned and looked away, refusing to let him touch her. Seeing this, Wen Jian was slightly startled and her hands were a little stiff. The ground stopped in mid-air and had to be lowered slowly.
Qingzhi sniffed, said nothing, turned around and left again. Wen Jian only wanted to keep her, so she didn't think much and almost subconsciously grabbed her hand, but Qingzhi was He struggled to pull out his hand as if he had been electrocuted, stared at Wen Jian with an indifferent expression, and spoke with a cold and emotionless tone: "Is something wrong?"
Wen Jian gently put down her hand again, looked at her and said softly: "I heard there was a blizzard in Nanjiang City. I..." I'm worried about you.
This sentence, which could be said naturally in the past, was now unable to be said by Wen Jian, nor was he qualified to say it.
Qingzhi calmed down her eyes and nodded: "It's snowing, but this matter is not within your jurisdiction, so you don't have to worry about it."
After saying this, Qingzhi left.
Wen Jian didn't dare to stop her this time, but couldn't help but remind her: "Your face is a bit pale, remember to see a doctor."
Qingzhi didn't even look back, and the sound of the wind and snow was still so loud. Wen Jian didn't know if she heard it, but he followed her silently, but didn't see Qingzhi go to the doctor.
Wen Jian didn't know if Qingzhi was angry with him, but he was afraid that she would get sick, so he didn't dare to delay on this matter, so he searched for a long time in the deserted Nanjiang City. Finally I found a medical clinic that was open.