The sun rises and the moon sets, summer goes to autumn.

More than three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the hand-copying verandah in the Furong Courtyard, Ye Zhenzhen pinched the letterhead in her hand, and all kinds of tastes came to her heart.

She sat on the vermilion carved railing, looking at the verdant hibiscus trees in the yard. There is no trace of the delicate velvet flower.

She lowered her head again and glanced at the not-so-length, snow-white paper.

At the very end, the square and calm words were written with two lines of soft words.

"Spit out the spiky wisps of wet rouge. Pale redness. Brilliant gold filigree. … Draw the spring breeze, the small peach branch on the human face. … The immortal family said that there was a Ruiyun branch. Ruiyun Branch. Like Joan. …‘’

It's a love poem!

The tip of his tongue read softly, and his face gradually became hot. A little shy, a little sweet. Thinking of the deep eyes on the handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, it was even more angry. As if the letterhead was the handsome face, he was glared at fiercely.

The omitted space is missing a few words.

''Seeing that the fragrance is not exhausted, wave a poem, and break the intestines. ‘’

''Acacia to the road, no way to love. ‘’

"Embroidering the acacia pattern in vain, when it is, when it is." ’

These tender sentences full of lovesickness, read out, really make the shy girl more memorable.

There was really some hatred in my heart.

He's really bad!

There is not a single love word between his words! But it's empty!

If she added this word, others would definitely think that she was lovesick! But it's him, it's him...

Ye Zhenzhen didn't know what was wrong with her, she was a little annoyed, but with the accelerated heartbeat, the wisps of sweetness were tightly wrapped around her heart and tired on the tip of her tongue. No matter how soothing it is, it can't be dissipated.

As soon as he returned, he immediately wrote this letter and sent it back.

Northtown!

Ye Zhenzhen tilted her head and looked at the distant place through the eaves. That's a far place.

I remembered the different scenery he told her that day, and I was looking forward to it a little more, and I really wanted to see it.

See that different scenery, and, what's more?!

It's the one who is a little annoying!

I was happy there for a while, and suddenly remembered that the person who delivered the letter didn't seem to have left!

She pinched the white letterhead and hurried back into the house.

There are only green ripples and green ripples in the house.

The two of them squatted on the ground and played with a jade nine-ring. Seeing Ye Zhenzhen's hurried appearance, she hurriedly put it away and asked the reason.

''Green Yi, you come to grind the ink, I want to write!'' Lu Lian, you go to the front yard and tell the messenger not to hurry away, I have something for him to bring back!"

The two of them listened to the hurried movements.

The green ripples went away like a smoke.

Ye Zhenzhen sat in front of the long book table carved with flowers and birds on pineapple wood, picked out a pale pink letterhead with a peach blossom pattern, picked up the white wolf pen, thought about it, and picked up the pen to write.

A short poem, it was written quickly.

The ink was blown dry, put it in a yellow brown paper bag, and glued it tightly.

Green Ripple had returned, standing on the sidelines, waiting for the letter to be delivered.

Ye Zhenzhen changed to a slightly larger wolf pen, dipped it in ink and wrote the words "Yang Dagongzi" on the brown paper bag.

The girl looked at the big words, and a sly smile flashed in her eyes, a little naughty, a little proud.

The green ripples and green ripples on the side widened their eyes.

These four big characters are written vigorously and powerfully, and they are not at all the style of Miss's previous writing! The two were still stunned, and Ye Zhenzhen had already taken a small rectangular black lacquered iron box from the bookshelf on the side.

Then the box of cigarettes was given to the man along with the letterhead, and brought back to his master. ‘’

Some of the green ripples haven't come to their senses yet. The cold iron box touched the palm of his hand, so he hurriedly took it and hurriedly ran away.

I almost hit the half-human-high blue and white cloud bamboo porcelain vase at the door!

''Hey, be careful!''

Lu Yi was taken aback! That smoke and ink is a tribute!

Although the emperor will reward some to the Ye family every year, the Ye Mansion is flourishing, and the young lady can only get two boxes each time! Besides, the ink is only three or four heavy, and it can be used up with a few paintings!

Lu Lian gathered his senses, carefully protected the things in his hand, and quickly went to the front yard.

Ye Zhenzhen remembered the poem she wrote just now, and couldn't help laughing. When that person saw it, I don't know what his expression was?!

She thought mischievously.

The happier I am in my heart, the more pleasant I feel when I look at the clear scenery outside.

''Green Yi, the weather is just right, let's go for a walk in the garden!''