Let's talk about Yu Xinling. She had absconded drunk last night, causing everyone to look for her until the middle of the night, and now she learned the whereabouts of several of them through Hanwei, and hurried over to confess her guilt.

She rarely walks on the street so unabashedly, but she lost her mask before she came out last night, and now there is no skin mask on her face, and her stunning face is so brilliantly exposed, in the end, because the world knows that she is the first in appearance, at this time, even the hooligans who like to flirt with women from good families on weekdays only dare to look at her from a distance, but they dare not show half a delusion about her, so even if she has the first appearance, few people have ever dared to provoke her......

She didn't return overnight, but I'm afraid that a few of them won't let her go.

Sure enough, as soon as she entered the private room on the third floor of Tianxiangju, several eyes with blue and black circles inside glared at her in unison.

Yu Xinling stiffened her neck and greeted one by one, the four beauties on the side sighed, Qi Haoyuan spoke first, "I said a long time ago, I shouldn't let Zhaoran touch the wine, she is intoxicated and chic and comfortable, but it hurts us this night." ”

Ying Liu also looked at Yu Xinling helplessly, "I also suffered from the sleepless night of the Xijun Fifth Palace, and people are clearly guests." ”

Yu Xinling didn't dare to move, nor did she dare to walk over and sit down, so she kept leaning against the door and listening pitifully to them, her eyes full of grievances. Wen Qiye stood up first, walked over and pulled her over to take a seat, and said, "It's okay, Ling'er, don't blame yourself too much, I volunteered to stay and look for you." ”

Yu Xinling blinked and looked at the others pitifully with watery eyes, Jiang Guangxi couldn't help but hold her forehead, even Zhaoyang, who had always protected her, not only turned her face away from her at this time, but also covered Ruan Di'er's eyes with one hand and admonished, "Don't look at her, it's easy to indulge her at a glance." ”

Wen Qiye looked at her hurt expression, rubbed the hair on the top of her head funny, and comforted, "It's okay, I'm here!" ”

Yu Xinling turned her head to look at him, and chuckled, "At the beginning, they comforted me like you," and then turned aggrieved, "But now, now they ...... You don't want to pay attention to me, ......."

She pretended to cry while talking, which made everyone angry and funny, and she really had no choice but to compromise with her.

Wen Qiye only kept quietly laughing and watching her mess around, and for no reason she had a feeling of being quiet, until Yu Xinling secretly stretched out her hand to the wine cup, Wen Qiye could be said to have reached out and pressed Yu Xinling's hand almost subconsciously, sensing her shocked and embarrassed gaze, he smiled, "You are not allowed to touch wine again during this period of time." ”

Yu Xinling was about to withdraw her hand, but found that Wen Qiye was holding her hand in the palm of her hand and kneading it slightly, she glared at him, withdrew her hand and snorted.

Wen Qiye's pursuit of Yu Xinling has always been enthusiastic, coupled with the addition of Su Moli who restrained Yin Xu this time, Wen Qiye became more free, and he couldn't wait to stick to Yu Xinling every day when he was in Luanyang, Jiang Guangxi and the others gradually let go of their guardedness against him, and began to ...... felt that Wen Qiye was very pitiful in pursuit of an iron tree, and secretly began to help him occasionally say some good things in front of Yu Xinling.

Wen Qiye received their benefits, so naturally he had to invite them to dinner, and after coming and going, several people became acquainted.

But this kind of friendship couldn't make them play together for long, and it was only a few days before Wen Qiye took his men and horses back to Xijun again.

In order not to let Yu Xinling worry about his safety (in fact, he was afraid that Yu Xinling would forget him), he specially wrote a letter halfway and sent someone back to Luanyang, but unfortunately something went wrong on the road, and the person who delivered the letter died violently on the road for no reason, and the letter did not reach Yu Xinling.

After not receiving a message from Wen Qiye for half a month, Yu Xinling couldn't help but feel a little regretful in her heart, she had long been accustomed to Wen Qiye's "harassment" of two letters in three days, and now that there was no news for a while, she was a little uneasy, thinking about writing a letter to ask him, and she was afraid that he would think too much, but if she didn't ask, she couldn't help but guess how he was at this time.

After a while, she finally sat down in front of the bookcase, picked up the pen and was about to write, what to write? How does it start? How does it end? Is it rude to be too sloppy? Wouldn't it seem unreserved to be too detailed? What the hell is wrong with her?

Irritable, he threw away the pen, and couldn't help but pick it up, and the rice paper on which he had written a few words was ruthlessly discarded, and in the blink of an eye, he was full of books.

After a long time, she finally determined the content of the letter, "The five halls of Xijun are fine, I haven't heard from them for many days, Yu's Xinling took the liberty to ask for peace, there are many disturbances, and I forgive me." Leave a pen in plain sight. ”

After packing the envelope and covering it with wax, she sent a messenger to deliver it for her, and went back to the house to rest and read.

However, half an hour later.

A slave rushed to send her a letter, on which was Wen Qiye's handwriting, Yu Xinling immediately blushed, and called Ying Yu to hurry up to see if the slave who sent the letter in front of her could leave the palace, if he hadn't left the palace, he had to chase the letter back.

Ying Yu took the order with a smile, Yu Xinling watched her quickly leave the figure, and after a while, she opened the long-awaited letter, and the content of the letter was still those points, such as how Wen Qiye missed the days of Yu Xinling after leaving Luanyang, what interesting things happened on the way, and how Yin Xu and Su Molixiu's love hurt him alone......

Yu Xinling smiled and folded the letter and put it away, and began to look forward to Ying Yu chasing the letter back.

After about a cup of tea, seeing Ying Yu coming over from a distance, Yu Xinling greeted him and asked, "How is it, can you catch it back?" ”

Ying Yu couldn't help but hook up on her shoulders and said, "Master, you can step on great luck this time, the messenger said that on the way, I met a man with excellent martial arts, I heard that it was a letter that you want to send urgently, and immediately asked to help you deliver the letter, but no, everyone will be out of the imperial city." ”

Yu Xinling has never felt the despair of life so much, she only hopes that Wen Qiye will never receive that letter, she really feels ashamed.

Zhaoyang seems to have thought about something these days, and he is no longer looking for Jiang Guangxi to brush his existence, and he has been running around in the palace all day long, and several times Yu Xinling has watched Zhaoyang in the imperial garden for a while searching for trees and grass, and asked, "Zhaoyang, what are you looking for?" ”

"Huh? Ling'er is here," Zhaoyang seemed to be surprised by her appearance, "It's nothing, there have been thieves in Zhaoyang Palace recently, and I am idle and idle, and I will definitely arrest him." ”

"Whose thief stole something and hid in the grass like a peek-a-boo?"

"What you say is reasonable, I want to thoroughly investigate the palace people in the entire palace, and I will not let go of any of them."

"What did he steal from you?"

"That ......" Zhaoyang was a little embarrassed, "I wrote my own martial arts cheats......

"Huh? Who is so blind? ”

"Yu Xinling!"

"Ahem, I mean, who is so discerning that he actually stole Zhaoyang's original martial arts cheats." After a pause, Yu Xinling asked again, "What's written in it?" ”

"Write...... Written...... Survival means in the rivers and lakes. ”

“……”

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The speed of the messenger was terrifying, and it was less than four days after Yu Xinling's letter was sent, and Wen Qiye came on the evening of the fourth day. Yu Xinling had to admit that she was excited the moment she saw Wen Qiye again.

However, when she noticed that Wen Qiye was not very human, she looked at him with a lot more exploration, and she intuitively felt that Wen Qiye was the same person who inherited the family magic as her, but what she inherited was the immortal art of the heavenly realm, so what Wen Qiye inherited was also an immortal art?

"Ling'er, what's the matter? Isn't it nice to see me so good? Wen Qiye saw the joy in her eyes at a glance, and she was as happy as a child jumping to Yu Xinling.

"You, stop," Yu Xinling reached out against him to keep him from getting too close, "say, why are you here?" ”

"I read your letter, and guessed that you must be missing me, so I hurried here." Wen Qiye turned sideways and stood beside Yu Xinling, stretched out her hand to hold one of her arms, and looked at her with glowing eyes, "This is the first time you have taken the initiative to write to me, Ling'er, are you still a little fond of me?" ”

Yu Xinling snorted, turned her face away, and said, "I'm just making sure that the envoys from other countries who came to my Luanyang to participate in the prince's wedding banquet return home safely, you're thinking too much." ”

Wen Qiye felt that her duplicity was very cute, and she rubbed her arm vigorously, refusing to let go, and retorted to her, "Don't deny it, then why don't you write letters and greetings to other messengers?" ”

Yu Xinling glared, "You say it again?" ”

Wen Qiye Coke was broken, "Don't say it, don't say it, Princess Zhaoran is worried that it will be difficult for this messenger to write a letter to ask, and she must be content to be happy." ”

"Hmph," Yu Xinling looked away and shook Wen Qiye on her arm, "Let go, the big stupid man is dead." ”

When Wen Qiye heard this, she no longer pressed her arm, but her hands still held on tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear as soon as she turned around.

Yu Xinling breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time became depressed in her heart, because Wen Qiye, who was standing up straight, was much taller than her, how much taller? Yu Xinling had to platter her feet to barely reach his chest.

This is strange, what kind of posture did Wen Qiye hold her arm? Bent over and bent legs? Won't you get tired? It's tiring to think about this distorted posture.

Seeing Yu Xinling looking at herself with incredible eyes, Wen Qiye couldn't help but rub her little head and smile at her inquiring gaze, and after a while, he bent down and solemnly imprinted a kiss on her forehead as if promising something.

This sudden change made Yu Xinling not know what to do for a while, and it took a long time to react, as if she blushed and pushed away Wen Qiye, who was still affectionate.