Chapter Seventy-Four: Losing His Heart

She moved her shoulders, looked at the Ming Mei who stood in front of her, and said, "I want to go to the border and tell Emperor Yan!" What to tell me? As he spoke, he walked towards the round table in the room.

On the table was the peach blossom cake that Si Qin brought from the dining room when she got up in the morning, and she was quite hungry for her, and she had been several pieces late since the morning.

picked up a piece casually and took a bite, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mingmei sitting in front of her, looking at her with an extremely bad face: "As long as you agree to me going, there will be no objection from the master's side." ”

"Really?" She ate one in two bites, tasted it, poured another cup of tea for herself, put the tea in front of her eyes, sniffed the tea, and took a shallow sip.

"Assa-san, you ignore me so much!"

She put down the tea she had taken a sip of, looked at her with displeasure on her face, looked at her coldly, and said, "I am the princess of the palace, you are just a subordinate in the palace of the king of Yan, why should I put you in my eyes?" ”

"You!" Mingmei was indignant in her heart, and said in a fixed voice: "Qiansang, do you really think that you are the mistress of the palace?" Stop dreaming! At any time, you can't! Even if you have the identity of Princess Yan now, it is only temporary! ”

"Huh!" She laughed and said: "Mingmei, you first ambushed in my room, and then asked me to promise you to go to the border with me and the prince, and now you say these words, I find that your emotional intelligence is really not very high!" ”

"Assa-san, don't be complacent."

"Alas......" she pretended to regret, "you said don't make me complacent, but I feel more and more that I am living the life that all the women in the country dream of." As he spoke, his chin propped up his head, with a beautiful and happy face, he said softly: "I have the most beautiful man in the country of Yanling as my husband, he thinks of me all the time, thinks about me all the time, and protects me all the time, otherwise why would he follow me when he goes to the border this time?" Isn't it just that I don't feel comfortable living in such difficult conditions? He's really full of me. As he spoke, he winked at the grim-faced Mingmei.

"Asa-san, you're enough!" He slapped the table and stood up, glared at her and said, "The master won't like a woman like you, not now, and not in the future!" She realized that she would go crazy if she stayed with Asa-san any longer, and immediately paced towards the door, slamming the door shut.

"Bang!" With a bang, it felt like the two doors were going to shatter.

"Alas......" Qiansang smiled at the corner of his mouth, picked up another piece of peach blossom cake, took a bite and tasted it carefully, remembering the appearance of Fang Cai's flattery, very happy: "Little girl!" It's so easy to deal with! ”

"Knock knock."

"Come in!"

Si Hua walked in with a pigeon, walked in front of her and stood firmly, handed her the pigeon in his hand, and said, "Princess, suddenly a pigeon flew in, and the slave caught it, and saw that there seemed to be something on the pigeon's feet, such as a letter or something, so he brought it to the princess." ”

She got up and took the letter from the pigeon's feet, took it in her hand and was about to open it, but she stopped again, looked at Si Hua, and said, "Okay, I have received the letter, you go out, remember not to tell anyone about it." ”

Si Hua nodded and said, "Yes." ”

After the painter left, she opened the letter. She recognized the carrier pigeon, which was Wen Ziyu's carrier pigeon. Since that time, someone pretended to be Wen Ziyu's handwriting and passed the pigeon, every time he wrote a letter, he would tie a small red rope to the pigeon's foot to distinguish it.

When she opened the letter and saw the opening, her eyes twitched slightly, and then she sat down slowly on the table.

At the beginning of the letter, he wrote: Assan, you want to go to the border, I have a lot of reluctance. There are many things I want to say to you, but I have never had the opportunity, and even if I don't meet and write to you, many things are still difficult to say. I don't know if you understand what I didn't say, but if you do, I'm really lucky. If you don't understand...... If you don't understand, there will be a lot less fetters.

I seem to have said a lot of nonsense, I hope you will not be surprised.

The border environment is treacherous, and if you go alone, you will inevitably have to suffer a lot. I don't know if you have suffered in Xianyi Valley, and if you are ready to go to the border to endure hardships. If I could replace you, I really hope that the person who goes to the border is me. But you can't be replaced, and every time I think about it, I always feel powerless.

There are a thousand words in the heart, and they are only gathered into one sentence - may you be safe.

After reading the letter, she sighed softly and closed it carefully, imagining in her mind what Wen Ziyu would look like when she wrote the letter in the candlelight.

He didn't break that sentence in the letter, but she understood that if she didn't understand it at this time, she would be suspected of pretending.

She doesn't understand emotional matters, and she doesn't plan to understand them. The purpose of this trip out of the valley is for the major events of the country of Yanling, and she has never taken the matter of children's love to heart. That's a good thing he said - I don't know if you understand what I didn't say, but if you do, I'm really lucky. If you don't understand...... If you don't understand, there will be a lot less fetters.

With this sentence, when two people meet again, they can be calm and not embarrassed.

She will lose his sincerity after all.

"Assa-san."

She was stunned, and subconsciously turned around, and when she saw Emperor Yan, the heart in her hand was quickly drained away by him.

She was so shocked that she stood up and reached out to grab it: "Emperor Yan, return the letter to me!" ”

"Who gave you the letter?" As he spoke, he held the letter high and asked.

"Don't care! Hurry up and send me the letter! Wen Ziyu's letter would be troublesome if he saw it, thinking like this, he jumped up and went to grab the letter, but who knew that he reacted very quickly, dodged, took a few steps back to the door, and opened the letter to read.

"Emperor Yan is sealed, you are not allowed to look at it!"

Unfortunately, it was too late, and he quickly scanned the letter, and when she rushed to him, he just saw the last word. Including the signature at the end of the letter - Wen Ziyu.

threw the letter to her who came to grab the letter, and said loudly: "It turns out that this is a love letter from Wen Ziyu to you, no wonder you don't let this king read it!" ”

She hurriedly took the letter, held it in her hand to make sure that the letter was not broken, and glared at him: "What love letter is not love letter!" It's just an ordinary letter! Also, how can you read other people's letters? Did you know that you were rude to do this? ”

"Faux pas? Hum! He suddenly rushed at her like an explosive beast, put her on his shoulders and walked towards the bed, threw her on the bed fiercely, took off his coat and turned over and pressed it: "This king will let you see what is rude!" As he spoke, he reached out and tore at her clothes.

"Emperor Yan, you're crazy!"

"Assan, how can this king be crazy? This king is very sensible, at least this king can still distinguish what is a love letter and what is an ordinary letter, unlike you, the princess, you can't even tell the difference between a love letter and an ordinary letter! ”