Chapter 168: reply
Chapter 168 Reply
Itchy, Xu Mingyi wrinkled his nose subconsciously, raised his hand and took the thing off.
It turned out to be a maple leaf...
Wu Chao specially put this in the envelope and showed it to her?
Xu Mingyi looked at it carefully.
The color of this leaf is red like fire, the shape is complete and flawless, and the lines are also exceptionally clear and beautiful.
Thinking that he had just pressed the envelope under his pillow, Xu Mingyi couldn't help but sighed--fortunately, it was not crushed. Otherwise, wouldn't he let down the scenery he had sent thousands of miles away in vain?
Xu Mingyi looked at it for a while, before putting the leaves back into the envelope.
However, I am afraid that it is not proper enough to put it in the envelope——
The girl suddenly got up, got out of bed and walked to the dressing table, took out a small hollow box carved with vermilion lacquer, put the maple leaf in it, closed it and placed it in a position where it could be seen at a glance.
After doing all this, she returned to the bed, but she felt no sleep.
Then put on shoes and clothes, and hurried to the study.
Azhu, who was guarding outside the hall, saw this scene, saluted, and couldn't help but wonder.
The girl didn’t mean to sleep?
Xu Mingyi didn't call the maid, so he polished his ink on his own, sitting on the bookcase and holding up a pen to reply.
Writing in a few lines, when I was about to put the pen, I couldn’t help feeling that I wrote too little.
Although the reply emphasizes simplicity, but-didn’t Wu Zhao tell her a lot of trivial matters?
In the past, the reason why she treated Wu Chao less talked was because she deliberately paid attention to the proportions, for fear that his head that couldn't stop at that moment would misunderstand something again. But now that he takes the lead and talks more, and the two are already familiar, she doesn't need to specifically taboo anything, right?
——Besides, he said a lot more seriously. If she only answered these, wouldn’t she seem too indifferent and not meaningful enough?
With the idea of reciprocity, Xu Mingyi added a lot.
How to tell meaningless nonsense, although she was not good at it in the past, but now she is also inexplicably comprehending it, and feels that these silly trivial matters are actually fun.
She may be too idle to panic.
And write more and more, one piece of paper is not enough, and another one is added temporarily.
finally reminded him of what was about to happen in three months.
Having the letter paper on the table to dry, Xu Mingyi didn't know what he thought of, and hurried out of the study.
She walked under the ginkgo tree.
Looking at the girl with a soft crow's hair, squatting under the tree picking up leaves, Azhu became more puzzled.
Isn't the girl drunk?
Xu Mingyi picked it for a while, but didn't find one that was very satisfied, so he stood up, raised his head and looked up at the tree.
The sun was dazzling in the afternoon, and the girl squinted her eyes, took two steps back, and then raised her foot and kicked it on the tree trunk.
The big tree shook, and the ginkgo leaves fell down.
"..." Ah Zhu looked surprised.
Of course, it is impossible to sympathize with the ginkgo tree, and even if she were to help the girl kick her, she would surely have more leaves than this.
This time Xu Mingyi finally picked a ginkgo leaf that he admitted not to lose to Wu Chao's maple leaf. He turned around and walked up the stone steps. When passing by the corridor, he struck another ginkgo leaf from the big bird who was full and sleeping. feather.
Daniao woke up and looked at the girl briskly returning to the study from her back in a daze.
Azhu glanced at it.
This is more or less sympathetic...
After all, it seems that the sky is going to be cold, and the eyes of the heavens are not too much.
The culprit Xu Mingyi put the feathers of the big bird into the envelope with peace of mind.
The host can't see the bird, and she will feel a little panic. She would be considerate if she sent a feather over.
After sealing the envelope, Xu Mingyi went out of the study and handed the letter to A Zhu: “Send it to Xiao Wu at Xuesheng Teahouse, so I said it was my reply to Wu Shisun.”
Passing letters through people in Xuesheng Teahouse is relatively more comprehensive and safe.
"Yes."
Azhu responded and quickly stepped down the stone steps.
As soon as I left Xiyuan, I ran into Akui who came back from outside.
"Azhu, what are you going to do?"
"Go to Xuesheng Tea House to deliver the letter."
"The girl wrote the reply so soon?" Akui was surprised for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Why don't I do this for you?"
Now Wu Shisun is no longer in Beijing, and there are fewer girls going to Xuesheng Teahouse. She really wants to hear Brother Shouming talk about gossip... Brother Shouming knows so many gossip news that he can't finish it, and it's real people and real things. The book is too interesting!
Azhu delivered the letter very simply.
Anyway, it’s not a job that can beat people, and it’s not contentious.
Akui took the envelope and went happily.
Xu Mingyi, who had finished writing his reply, returned to the bedroom, stared at the bed sheet overhead for a while, and then went to sleep peacefully with the quilt in his arms.
……
At the same moment, in the elder princess mansion, the eldest princess Jingrong just got up within half an hour.
Half a pot of wine has been eaten.
The beautiful man kneeling beside her took a piece of bamboo shoots and put it into her mouth.
The princess Jingrong leaned on the cushion behind her, narrowed her slightly dizzy eyes, and praised: "These dishes today are quite in line with the appetite of this palace."
The beautiful man smiled and said: "The dishes have not changed much as usual, but I think that your highness is in a good mood."
While speaking, he filled another glass of wine, handed it up, and said with a soft smile: "If there is any more, this wine is good..."
The princess took the fine tasting, and ate a bottle of wine again.
The man has another glass.
"Remember to hear His Royal Highness say that when His Royal Highness was young, he also learned to ride a horse and shoot arrows..." He still spoke softly and softly, chatting like: "I wonder if it belongs to His Royal Highness the first emperor?"
The eldest princess gave a noncommittal "Hmm", her eyes dim and distant, as if she was reminded of old memories.
After a while, he shook the glass in his hand and said: "The riding and shooting of this palace is just a half-hearted effort."
It was fashionable and young, and the father and the emperor fought from the west to the west. In order to avoid assassinations by various parties, their siblings and mother often hid themselves in no fixed place. Some rough ones are used to scare people.
But she really has no talent.
often rejected by the second brother...
But while resenting it, the second brother will continue to teach her tirelessly and tell her that these things can be used to protect her life, more than anything else.
"I heard that His Majesty King Yan has done a lot of work. He followed the emperor in the battle, but he made a lot of great contributions... He is also famous in the army." The man said in a tone of admiration and yearning: "It is now, the folks. Some people often say that it is precisely because of His Royal Highness King Yan guarding the northern border that those alien races dare not act arrogantly..."
The princess did not follow his words to praise King Yan, but added a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She looked at the man who was sitting down on his knees and arranging vegetables for her.
"Lan Zhu, you shouldn't be arrogant about these things in the court."
The man held his chopsticks for a while.
Then he hurriedly put down his chopsticks, and said with some trepidation, “It’s Lan Zhu who has a quick mouth for a while, forgot to take measures.”
"Mother--"
At this time, Princess Yufeng walked in with a heavy expression.
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