Judging from Shu Yan's temperament, he must have expressed his heart in front of Ji Tongying.

Otherwise, how could Ji Tongying write a letter to ask him in such detail.

Xie Shuning knew that the letter could not be kept, so after reading it, he remembered it in his heart, so he asked Yuzi to light the lamp and burn the letter. The smoke and smoke of paper ash gradually spread in the air, and she frowned slightly and instructed Turan to study ink, and wrote a reply to Ji Tongying with a pen.

The hairpin flower is slowly formed under the tip of the pen, neat and beautiful.

Her heart was in turmoil, not at all as calm as the handwriting seemed to be.

The imperial concubine is very fond of Ji Tongying, if she mentions with the imperial concubine that she intends to recruit Shu Yan as a concubine, the imperial concubine may really agree. In the Anping era, it was necessary to rely on the princess to win people's hearts, and there was no need for Ji Tongying. What's more, Emperor Sufang's life is a bit muddy now, and he doesn't even bother to take care of several princes, let alone the marriage of a princess in Ji Tongying.

Therefore, this matter can almost be regarded as being handled by the imperial concubine.

Xie Shuning sat upright, her back straight, and her hand holding the pen was also steady, replying verbatim to the question that Ji Tongying had just raised in the letter.

She didn't want to hide it from Ji Tongying, but there were some things, but she couldn't tell her directly and frankly, Xie Shuning wrote, and the movements of her subordinates gradually slowed down.

In Ji Tongying's opinion, Shu Yan is just Xie Shuning's cousin, who is from Dunhuang, and she doesn't know anything about it.

But Xie Shuning knows very well that the power that his uncle is now holding in his hands, the wealth of the Song family, and the status in Dunhuang are really discussed. It's also horrifying.

She pondered it again and again, but finally she only let out a long sigh and put down her pen for the time being.

How to write. Something doesn't seem right.

Words can only say three points, but these three points, which three points?

Dunhuang is located at a key point, bordering many small countries, coupled with the abundance of oases, and firmly guards the lifeblood of the Western Regions.

For many years, Xiyue has been coveting the fat of Dunhuang.

It is the so-called tree that attracts the wind. For a while, how dare she tell all the affairs of the Song family.

In the same way, because of the power that my uncle now wields. is too special, she doesn't approve of Shu Yan marrying Ji Tongying as his wife. The marriage event seems to be a matter between two people, but in fact it has a lot to do with it. Especially people like them.

In the midst of a maelstrom of power. Most things seem overly sensitive.

If Shu Yan becomes the concubine of Xiyue, then the ancient city of Dunhuang will sooner or later be in the bag of Xiyue.

At that time, it will not be a matter of surrender or disobedience, but it will have to belong to Western Vietnam, which will be logical to the point of outrageousness.

She looked at the wet tip of the pen resting on the inkstone, and couldn't help but lose her mind.

Initially. She thought that Shu Yan was just a whim, but she gradually realized it later. He wasn't laughing so casually.

First, he was very entangled, Xie Shuning couldn't stand his temperament, so he had to promise to help; Second, she also thought that Ji Tongying had never mentioned Shu Yan in front of her, presumably she was only treated as an ordinary person, and this time it was good for Shu Yan to die.

Who knows, things seem to be going in a direction that she can't control, and she slips away.

All of a sudden, it became so much more difficult.

Xie Shuning sighed repeatedly, and seemed to be ten years old in an instant.

She felt that it was necessary to prophetically meet her uncle in this matter, but her uncle was thousands of miles away and could not reach him.

Although she lived to be in her twenties in her last life and had a son, her son was still young and had never helped others worry about family affairs, which would make her anxious.

There was no way, she thought about it, and simply went directly to find Shu Yan.

Shu Yan smiled all over her face, seeing that she hurriedly beckoned her to sit down, and asked someone to serve tea.

Seeing this, Xie Shuning couldn't help but say angrily: "Cousin, this is my home." ”

She's not a guest!

"If you don't drink it, I'll drink it myself?" Shu Yan was still smiling, "You will come to me, but you want to ask about the princess?" ”

The two sat in the courtyard and talked, surrounded by only a few Turan guards, and there were no outsiders, so he did not hide his words.

Xie Shuning held the teacup in her hand, gently stroked the smooth glaze on it, and nodded: "How did you talk?" He asked directly, and she simply got straight to the point.

Shu Yan smiled slightly: "She was surprised." ”

Xie Shuning was helpless: "How can she not be surprised!" ”

Although she is a princess, she is only a reserved good girl in Xiyue, how have she ever seen others express her heart to herself like this. is at the age of the beginning of love, and in the face of a young man like Shu Yan, it is also appropriate to be unable to hold on.

But she looked at Shu Yan with the heart of an old mother, and forgot for a moment how popular Shu Yan's appearance and bearing should be in the hearts of spring girls.

"And what did she say?" Xie Shuning recalled what Ji Tongying had said in the letter, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

Shu Yan shook his head: "I didn't say anything." My father said that you girls in Xiyue are different from those common in the 36 countries of the Western Regions, and they are reserved. So I thought before that I was showing my heart, and she probably wouldn't answer. ”

Xie Shuning said when she heard this: "In this case, why do you have to see her?" ”

"Having said that, I am at least comfortable, and when I think about it in the future, I will not regret that I missed the opportunity and did not fight for it." Shu Yan took a sip of tea, could it be serious to explain to her.

Xie Shuning was a little speechless.

He was not wrong.

Shu Yan said again: "I will stay in Kyoto for a long time, what she thinks, just look at it." ”

If the selection of the colt is announced to the world and has nothing to do with him, then she has no intention of him. He regretted it, but he could accept it. The twisted melon is not sweet, whether the other party is a princess or not. But if she is willing, with her temperament, she will definitely come to him with ideas.

Shu Yan has been close to his parents since he was a child, and he also believes in his father's words.

The word emotion seems complicated, but it is actually the simplest thing.

If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, and there is no third possibility.

He has never experienced major twists and turns since he was a child, how do he know. There is still a kind of pain in this world.

Xie Shuning knew, looking at his smile, he didn't dare to tell him for a while.

Once he fell deep. Where is it to wave your sleeves and say that you can let go.

The two cousins ate tea, talked to Ji Tongying, and said a few words, Xie Shuning said goodbye and turned around to go to the Jade Tea Courtyard to see the Song family.

She was inexplicably a little uneasy, and felt that she couldn't hide it all from the public.

Walking under the porch, the maid guarding the door had sharp eyes. When I saw her early, I said in surprise: "Mrs. sent Sister Fangzhu to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to invite you, and then I went out." You haven't met? ”

Fangzhu is a first-class big girl next to the Song family, and a few lilies were released when they reached the age earlier, and the Song family later promoted a few Fangzhu up. It's also a good use.

"I didn't come from Xiaoxiang Pavilion. I'm afraid it's staggered. "Xie Shuning just came from Shu Yan, it was in the opposite direction, and it was really impossible to meet.

As she spoke, the maid guarding the door had already raised the bamboo curtain: "That's a coincidence, Mrs. is thinking of you." ”

Xie Shuning wondered, what was her mother going to see her for?

Isn't it Shu Yan's business, she has already learned about it?

Pondering. She's in the door.

Song was sitting in the eastern room, and turned his head to look when he heard the movement. Surprised: "So fast? ”

Xie Shuning smiled: "Is it possible to come quickly?" ”

"Where, I thought that this step was too fast, and the front foot Fangzhu only went out, and your back foot came." Song also laughed, but the smile on his face was a little thin and astringent, not as usual.

When Xie Shuning saw it, she swallowed what she was about to say, and asked suspiciously: "My mother is in a hurry to see me, but what happened?" She walked quickly close to Song and sat down beside Song.

Song sighed, nodded, and handed her a letter that had been opened.

"This is ......" Xie Shuning frowned slightly, looked at the four words of my wife on the envelope, and understood that this was a letter written by Xie Yuanmao from Huizhou.

Song said: "You open it and take a look." ”

Xie Shuning bowed her head, took out the letter according to her words, and opened it to see that Xie Yuanmao's handwriting was indeed not wrong.

In her previous life, she was very familiar with Xie Yuanmao's handwriting, and now she has one more life, and she will never admit her mistake. It can be seen that this letter was indeed written by Xie Yuanmao himself, and it was sent to Kyoto from Huizhou quickly.

She looked down word by word.

The brows, which were already slightly furrowed, suddenly tightened, and became a deep Sichuan character.

Her complexion changed a little.

In the middle of the ring, she looked away from the letter, raised her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Father is sick." ”

Song sighed again: "This is the second one, when the first one came, it was only a small wind chill, and I didn't care." After a pause, she suddenly pointed to the handwriting on the letter and said, "Look at the words on it, it is indeed written by him." But the pen is vain and weak, slightly hesitant and impatient, and it is not like what he writes on weekdays, I am afraid that he is really getting sick. ”

"I can still write a letter, but it must not be as serious as it is said in the letter." Xie Shuning was a little embarrassed.

Song said: "Huizhou life is hard, the environment is harsh, he has not suffered much in food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was a child, it is inevitable that the water and soil are not adapted, the letter is exaggerated, there are also." ”

Xie Shuning slapped the letter on the kang table and said, "Then let Lu Kong lead someone to Huizhou to treat him, and let you run in a hurry. If you are sick and don't like the local doctor, and you can't get better after taking a lot of medicine, then we will follow my father's words and send a doctor for him. ”

She was also annoyed, feeling that her father really didn't know what it meant to be distressed.

He has never suffered a lot since he was a child, and his mother has grown up with pampering, and his fingers really don't touch the spring water.

This will make him sick, and it is not enough for them to send Lukong, and he even threatened to ask his mother to take Lukong to Huizhou in person.

Xie Shuning was very angry: "This matter is so decided, my mother will stay in Kyoto, what Huizhou will go!" (To be continued......)

PS: Dawn is approaching, and although it is still dark outside the window, it must be almost bright. Actually, I don't like late-night codewords, in the dead of night, inspiration comes quickly, but it's always easy to think of other things. When I wrote this chapter, I really thought about it a lot. I'm probably not a good author, and I can only be more than good at working hard...... It's already 81W words, this article is not too long, and it will be a gradual end of the rhythm from the beginning of next month. Writing so far, some people have scolded and some people have praised it, with mixed joys and sorrows. I'm actually a person who is easily depressed, but occasionally a sentence in the book review section is well written, and if I like so-and-so, I can be excited for a long time. Shame, don't say much about hypocrisy, I said that I would compensate you dear at the end of the month, and start compensating now! Today will be more than 12,000!! Pink pin is falling, ask for some confidence to surpass the number of votes in July!!