Although Su Qibai is not Ziyu's master, since the last time he played with Ziyu out of the palace, he has already fallen in love with this simple little guy.

However, such a good cabbage was arched by the pig.

Su Qibai's heart trembled, and he was extremely distressed.

Shen Yan's eyes were not blind, he noticed Su Qibai's "heartbroken" expression, and he was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he said so.

"I have a relationship with Ziyu, and the first time I called him, I felt that we would become very good friends."

"Since we're good friends, let's come back early." Su Qibai smacked his mouth, "It's okay for your family to be right, come back early and help me deal with the report under his and Nalan Qian's names." ”

You must know that he was tortured a lot by Nalan Qian's name. If he doesn't come back, he'll be defeated.

Where is there nothing to do with the king, but he feels that it is too tiring to deal with the tasks of two people alone, so he will desperately encourage him and the king to come back as soon as possible.

Shen Yan sneered.

However, this slander is only a slander, and it cannot be said in front of others.

"Got it, I'll be back soon." Bai Liao said, turning off the video.

The moment he turned off the video, Ziyu regained his mobility.

He twisted his head around and looked natural: "Childe, why did I start staying here just now?"

"I don't know." Jiang Huan said, giving him the letter in hand, "This is the letter from Shen Yan next to Baili to you." ”

"Huh? When? Ziyu took the letter and said again, "I have been staying here just now, why didn't I notice that there was a pigeon message?" ”

"You weren't paying attention because you were in a daze." Jiang Huan's face did not change his face and lied.

It's normal for Ziyu to not know where this letter came from, because he just heard Shen Yan say that Shen Yan missed Ziyu very much, and wrote it himself in order to comfort Ziyu's "lovesickness".

It's just that Ziyu has been with him for half a year, and he is very clear about his handwriting style, so he deliberately changed his style and wrote the same as a chicken crawl.

Anyway, Shen Yan doesn't write often, so you can't see anything ugly in writing, right?

Jiang Huan thought about this, and gave him the envelope without blushing or beating his heart. That is, Ziyu opened the envelope.

God forbid, don't be seen by Ziyu that this letter is my fake and shoddy.

Maybe Jiang Huan's prayer was heard, or maybe it was from the side. Ziyu really didn't find that this "Shen Yan's letter" was a fake and shoddy product, but complained: "I've seen ugly words, but I've never seen ugly words." Shen Yan Who taught him that word, why did he hand him over like this? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Huan tried to hold back a smile. If he could, he really wanted to tell Ziyu that the letter was not written by him, but ghostwritten by himself.

But no.

After all, it's rare to see Ziyu so happy.

Seeing that Ziyu was happy, Jiang Huan was also happy, he Nunu mouthed.

"Eh, what's written on it?"

"Upper?" Zi Yumin's lips, "Let's just say that their affairs will end soon, and they will be back soon." Then he asked me in the letter if the salted crispy chicken he brought back last time was delicious. If it's delicious, bring a little more with you when you come back. ”

"That one last time." Jiang Huan looked at him thoughtfully.

He remembered that he deliberately went outside the lower palace in order to explain the chicken that suddenly appeared with the four of Qianying.

Ten minutes later, I walked back with a bag of things.

When they asked where the chicken came from, they stubbornly said that Xiao Er of Juxian Lou happened to be in Jian'an, and then Baili Ao asked him to bring things back.

"Do you want to write back to him?" Jiang Huan raised his eyebrows slightly, "No matter how ugly his words are, that is also the intention of others." If you are willing to reply to Shen Yan, he didn't write it in vain, did he? ”

"But my subordinates can't write." Ziyu was melancholy, "My subordinates grew up in the training camp since I was a child. Nothing but wielding knives and guns. ”

"It's just writing, it's not going to be hard." Jiang Huan said, "Didn't I teach you some words?" Just write as I teach you. ”

"Huh."

Ziyu saw that Jiang Huan was willing to teach, and a smile welled up in his eyes. He picked up a pen and paper from the shelf and stood aside.

Jiang Huan frowned slightly, "How can you write well while standing?" Come and sit down. ”

As he spoke, he stood up from his position and pressed the person to his seat.

"I'll help you sharpen the ink." Jiang Huan finished his work, and he was very bored. Seeing Ziyu writing a letter, he thought about polishing ink for him.

"Isn't that okay?" Ziyu saw that Jiang Huan said that he wanted to help him polish his ink, and he was so frightened that his soul was gone.

This is nothing to Jiang Huan, people will only say that he is considerate of his subordinates and grinds him personally.

But Yu Ziyu, that's not the case at all.

Let's not say that they are the master and the servant, and the servant let the master grind ink and reason. Just say that this humility can crush people to death.

"There's nothing bad about it." Jiang Huan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, but it was fleeting, and then he returned to his usual smiling appearance.

"If you want to write to Shen Yan, it is naturally impossible to polish the ink by yourself. I don't help you grind, who will grind? Doppelganger? Or do you want to get up and grind the few people who are on vacation in the house? ”

Let those few vacations grind ink?

What an international joke.

He gets people up, and the three of them will kill themselves, okay? He's not crazy, go to Chikage to be abused.

"Since you know you can't call them, then don't talk so much nonsense." Jiang Huan said while grinding ink, "It's not that I haven't helped people polish ink, so I'm not in the way." And today's events are known to you and me, if you don't say it, I won't say it, who can say anything about you. ”

Ziyu listened, and was a little less restrained. After saying "It's indeed this principle", he was relieved to let Jiang Huan grind his ink.

Soon, the letter was finished.

"Childe, you can help me see if there are any typos in the letter." Ziyu blew the ink on the paper and handed it to Jiang Huan.

The corners of Jiang Huan's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately said, "It's okay, there's not much wrong."

Jiang Huan is right, there is indeed nothing wrong with the letter written by Ziyu, but he wrote Yi as one, and some words as the same as him.

Shen Yan, you should be able to see it, right?

Jiang Huan said, shaking his head like a rattle.

It doesn't matter if he can understand it or not, he can understand it anyway.

Well, yes, as long as he can understand it.

Jiang Huan said, straightened the letter, and whistled.

Immediately after, a snow-white carrier pigeon flew out of the window.

"No, tie it yourself."

"Okay."

Left and right are his letters to Shen Yan, and he can't say it if he doesn't tie it himself. After Ziyu was tied, the pigeon was released.

"Perfectly solved." Ziyu clapped his hands and returned to stand next to Jiang Huan.

After dealing with Shen Yan's matter, he put a smile on his face. He fell like mud on the stool.

"There have been more and more things recently, and if the two of Baili don't come back, Tang Hao and the others should find excuses to target the people in Shangshu Province again."

(End of chapter)