Ye Zhiwei took Mama Mi back to Jufang Garden, and carefully put away the box containing the title deed.

Although this was only a small part of the original Min dowry, it symbolized a good start.

Ye Zhiwei finished washing and was ready to go to bed with satisfaction, when she suddenly heard a slight sound outside the window.

In early summer, she used to leave the window ajar at night, so she could clearly see a dark shadow outside the window, with a pair of huge wings, like a bird.

She jumped out of bed and walked to the window in three steps and two steps.

Pushing open the window, sure enough, a large black bird was standing there, tilting its head to look at her.

Since she returned to the Zhenguo Mansion and brought the bird from the village, she prepared a perch for it in order to hide from the eyes and ears of the people, but this bird is difficult to be regarded as a domesticated bird at home, both in terms of body shape and appearance.

And she never locks it, it flies out when it is happy, and sometimes it does not come back for days, and she is not in a hurry.

"Briquettes." She tried to call it, it was the name she had given it privately, but it seemed that the bird did not like the name, and every time she called it, it would open its mouth angrily, and that appearance would always remind her of the fried prince of Nanwang.

Ye Zhiwei grabbed half a piece of rice crackers from the food box on the side and handed it to the bird.

The briquettes touched them with their pointed mouths and pecked them unceremoniously, as if they hadn't eaten in days.

"Tell me honestly, where did you fool around again?" She put the briquettes into the house.

The briquette quickly pecked half of the rice crackers, and then jumped directly on the table without grace and ran away for the box food.

Ye Zhiwei was afraid that it would spoil the whole box of food, so she had to pick out a few pieces from it and put them on the table for it to eat.

The briquettes opened their mouths at her, seemingly upset that she had taken the food box.

Ye Zhiwei still can't tell what kind of bird it is, it looks like a crow, but it is the size of a trumpet falcon, and ordinary birds can't see at night, but it can see things clearly, no wonder Feng Duhan will use it to deliver messages.

The briquette ate all the crackers and pecked at the rice cakes, but it was not as easy to deal with as it thought, and the sticky and soft rice cakes soon stuck to its beak, and it shook its head angrily to get the rice cakes off its mouth.

Ye Zhiwei stood aside and watched its embarrassment, and was overjoyed.

The briquette turned its head dissatisfiedly and raised one of its paws.

Ye Zhiwei realized that there was a small bamboo bucket tied to its legs.

She untied the bamboo bucket and poured out a thinly rolled parchment roll, and as soon as she unfolded it, a long-dried hosta flower fell out of it.

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

She picked up the dried hosta flower, put it under her nose, sniffed it quietly, it still had a faint fragrance, opened the parchment scroll, and saw four small words written on it: Okay, don't read it.

Her heart suddenly felt like something was stuffed.

Even if he was thousands of miles away, he seemed to be standing in front of him at this moment, with a cold face, or raising his eyebrows disdainfully.

She seemed to smell the familiar smell on his body, because he had suffered from head disease since he was a child in this life, so the sachet on his body was equipped with dipterocarp, which always reminded her of the faint medicinal fragrance that lingered around him when he was poisoned in his body in his previous life.

She picked up her pen and wrote two words on the paper: Wait for you.

After thinking about it, he suddenly became playful, and added three small words at the end: Mo Mo Da.

She dried the ink, smiled happily and rolled up the paper roll, stuffed it into the bamboo bucket, then plucked a silver hairpin from her head, ripped off the excess hanging beads on the hairpin, and only the silver petals that looked like hosta flowers remained, and stuffed the silver hairpin into the bamboo bucket.

The briquette was still struggling with the rice cake sticking to its mouth, Ye Zhiwei reached out and plucked the rice cake from its mouth, "Look at you, you will dare to be greedy in the future, and you want to eat anything." ”

The briquette shook his head dissatisfied.

"Go quickly, go to your master." She pushed the window open, "Be sure to bring my letter with you." ”

The briquette spread its wings, leaped deftly on the table, and jumped onto the windowsill.

"Go ahead." She gently touched the feathers on its neck, and the feathers on the briquette's neck immediately exploded like a feather duster.

Ye Zhiwei knew that it didn't like others to touch it, so she had no choice but to withdraw her hand and mutter, "Go quickly, be careful on the road." ”

The briquette leaped into the night, its wings spread out, and disappeared silently from her sight.

She doesn't know when he will come back, but she believes that not only will he come back this time, but even Nangong Yan's father and Nangong Yan's fiancé, the little general Wen Tianhao, they will all return safely.

In the previous life, what they missed, this life must not be wrong again!

Standing in front of the window for a while, she half-closed the window again, and was about to go back to bed to rest, when she suddenly heard Xiaolian's voice from the outhouse.

"Miss, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, what's the matter?" Ye Zhiwei said.

"Someone in the village sent a letter over, saying that Liang Huyuan has found the person Miss is looking for......" Xiaolian's voice came from outside the door, "The name and appearance can match, but the young lady needs to recognize it in person when she arrives." ”

"Got it."

Lying back on the bed, the mood that had been calmed down was stirred again, and they were finally found, the brothers and sisters Cang Ming and Cang Lan......

She was thinking about the future business, but she didn't know the stunned expression on her face when she received the note she wrote a few days later.

The first two words are very heartwarming, and his restless mood has been relieved recently, but what do the last three words mean?

What's the matter?

is as smart as the prince of Nanwang, and he also has some difficulties, what does this ghost girl mean?

Taiyang in the northwest, the army besieged the city.

On the city tower, the old general of Nangong looked at the enemy camp, his brows were tightly locked, and after a while, a young general came by his side and said, "General, the overseer is invited." ”

The old general of Nangong retreated from the city tower at this time, and the young general next to him walked to a place where no one was there and whispered: "The Lord of the Prison Army is really like a god. ”

General Nangong glanced at him, his face tense, "It's not that he expects things like a god, he must have found some rumors in the capital." ”

The two went down the city together, and General Nangong suddenly said: "Tianhao, do you think this prince of Nanwang is credible?" ”

Wen Tianhao was curious: "Why don't you believe it, everything is as he expected, and he has no reason to harm us." ”

General Nangong frowned: "The dignified prince of Nanwang will be sent by the emperor to be the supervising army, this is too overkill." ”

The two of them were talking, and at this time they had arrived at the prison army's residence.

There were more than 20 guards in silver armor guarding outside the door, and when they saw the old general Nangong coming, they didn't squint one by one.

Wen Tianhao couldn't help but praise: "It is said that the prince of Nanwang is like a god with soldiers, but unfortunately he didn't have the opportunity to see it before, but now it seems that he does have his means." ”

Although General Nangong was speechless, he also nodded, and the two entered the door after the report.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, the curtain of the green gauze sways slightly in the wind, behind the table, there is a young man wearing a crescent moon white brocade dress, eighteen or nine years old, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, the bottom of the eyes implies the stars and ten thousand ways, the sword eyebrows fly obliquely into the temples, just sitting there looks heroic, noble.

The old general of Nangong took a deep breath and shouted, "Lord Supervisor." ”

can be an official to a first-class general at the age of the prince of Nanwang, looking at the entire court, there is only one person, even if he is slightly dissatisfied in his heart, but the official position is here, and the old general can only bend his waist.

In front of the table, there were neatly stacked volumes of books and war reports, and Feng Duhan was holding the letter paper in one hand, not knowing what he was thinking about when he looked down.

Tsing Yi stood aside and reminded softly: "Lord Shizi, the old general is here." ”

Feng Duhan raised his head at this time, with a cold expression in his phoenix eyes, and said, "I don't know if the old general plans to believe in this son now." ”

Even now, the old general of Nangong still can't believe that someone under his command will betray him and secretly collude with the prince to kill their soldiers in the city.

General Nangong pondered for a long time, "The old man and the prince have no friendship before, so I really can't figure out why you are willing to lend a helping hand." ”