Chapter One Hundred and One: Letters
readx;? Who can not have a past? But who can really accept whose past? Even if you don't say, can I let go? Can I forgive myself? Or can I accept that I have such a past?
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"Damn!"
As soon as Wu Chuan walked into his room, he closed the door with a "bang" and punched the wall hard.
Wu Jie was locked out of the door, and listening to this sound, his whole heart was pounding. He had been squatting near the Harmless Palace these days, and this morning, when he was sleeping in a daze, he heard the footsteps of a team of men and horses. He knew that this was the emperor's move to go to the early dynasty, so he didn't care.
But as he listened, the men were laughing and talking about something, and he sat up irritably to see what was so happy.
As a result, when he looked up, he saw a man in a white dress standing next to the emperor standing at the gate of the harmless palace.
His head was buzzing, who was this? Quickly rubbed his eyes, and fixed his eyes onβoh my God......! Is it unharmed? Yes, it is unharmed!
He ran to the Immortal Palace like a ghost, and wanted to tell Wu Chuan about it as soon as possible. Although he knew that he would be scolded, but paper couldn't contain the fire, he didn't say it now, and when the little master found out by himself, he would only be more miserable.
"Wu Jie!"
There was a roar from inside the house.
Wu Jie swallowed his saliva, immediately pushed open the door and ran in and knelt down, "Little, little master." β
"You help me with my errands. Wu Chuan sat down in his chair calmly and commanded in a deep voice.
Wu Jie was stunned for a moment, "What is the matter?" is the little master's reaction wrong...... Isn't he supposed to scold me?
"Please, little master. β
"You go and find me Lin Huande in the Youlan Palace. β
"Lin Huande?" Wu Jie asked subconsciously in surprise. He didn't understand what the little master was doing with such a little person who had basically never met him a few times, and had not even said a word.
"Hmm. β
"Find him...... What are you doing?" asked Wu Jie timidly.
Wu Chuan glanced at him, and he immediately lowered his head, "I, I, I, I'm too talkative." β
"Do you know why don't you hurry up and get him for me?"
"Yes. Answered, Wu Jie was about to leave, but Wu Chuan suddenly thought of something again and stopped him, "Wait!"
"Hmm, what else does the little lord command?"
"Go out and tell them, don't come to disturb the palace today if there is nothing urgent, and you must report when you come in. β
As soon as he heard that Wu Jie had given him such a big right, he immediately nodded in response and retired.
Wu Chuan felt the breath around the house, and after making sure that there was no one, he emitted a silver light outside the window of no one, and with a twist of his wrist, he turned the silver light into a small flying crane, and said in a cold voice: "Find Fang Hua, let him come to me." β
The little flying crane screamed humanely and flew towards the sky.
Looking at the scars left by the silver crane, Wu Chuan couldn't help frowning and clenching his fists, "It seems that in addition to my power, there is another force entrenched in this northern country......"
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The Joyful Palace.
Steward Wang stood anxiously outside Qianshui's door and wandered. He has something important to report, but Qianshui has been missing for several days, came back suddenly last night, entered the house and went straight to the bedroom to lock the door and fell asleep, without saying a word to anyone, this hour has passed, and Qianshui has not seen Qianshui get up, he really wants to go over and drag Qianshui up, and tell him - something is wrong!
"Squeak. β
When Steward Wang was anxious, Qianshui's door suddenly opened.
Immediately afterward, a man dressed in white with mud stains stood at the door, sleepy-eyedβit was Qianshui. As for how he got this mud spot, it has to start from when he entered the palace last night.
As soon as he entered the palace, he was so sleepy that he could not open his eyes, and he ignored the people, and went straight to the garden (probably by the wrong way), and not long after he had watered, he stepped into it with one foot, and only then did he wake up a little. I turned around and went back to my room.
It's just that what the housekeeper didn't expect was that Qianshui climbed directly into bed without taking off his clothes.
"Lord Wang!" Steward Wang knelt down at the foot of the steps in front of Qianshui.
"Hmm, what are you kneeling in the morning, fetching water, I want to wash my face. As he spoke, Qianshui rubbed his eyes boredly.
Although Steward Wang was in a hurry, Qianshui had orders, and he couldn't say no, so he immediately recruited someone to serve Qianshui to freshen up.
"Lord Wang. Steward Wang handed the handkerchief to Qianshui to wipe his face.
Qianshui took it and said "um" casually.
Steward Wang looked at the people in the room who were busy cleaning up the dirty clothes that Qianshui had changed and hiding the sheets, and he was embarrassed.
Qianshui didn't seem to care about him at all, walked straight to the dining table, and picked up breakfast.
Steward Wang was in a hurry, but he couldn't say it clearly.
Finally, when the group was too busy and Qianshui was about to finish eating, he straightened his clothes and waited on the side.
"Huh, why are you still here?"
Chisui asked unexpectedly.
"Uh......" Steward Wang was a little embarrassed, this news had been holding in his stomach for almost half a month, and he was afraid that he would go crazy if he didn't say it again. But as a result, his urgent mood turned into air in the second prince......
"What's the matter?" Qianshui hurriedly drank the rest of the soup and licked his lips unsatisfactorily before looking up at the butler.
Steward Wang coughed, "There's something." But...... I'm afraid that the prince will be unhappy when he hears it. β
"What, about whom?" Qianshui subconsciously thought it was madness. So I feel that what the housekeeper wants to say is just what I already know. I have already borne those injuries and pains, and it shouldn't be so bad.
"Are there no injuries?"
"......" Steward Wang's face was a little ugly, and he shook his head.
"Who else could it be, you say. β
Seeing that Qianshui was impatient, he spoke in embarrassment, "I'm afraid that you may not want to hear it, Lord Wang." β
"Hey, no, isn't it that I've been away from the house for so long, and you have nothing to do all day, and you're all idle and rusty?" Qianshui walked to the edge of the bed anxiously, sat down, and looked at the butler, "Whew, say it quickly! I'm still a little sleepy." β
"Then the prince should see for himself. β
Steward Wang felt that Qianshui had not calmed down at all, no matter what he said, he seemed to want to say a few words, it was not a conversation at all. He simply escaped a letter from his arms and handed it to Qianshui.
Qianshui subconsciously took it, "What is this?"
The steward Wang ignored him and said, "I believe it, the prince will see it himself, and I will go out." β
Qianshui didn't care if the housekeeper was losing his temper, he took the envelope and looked at it for a while, there was no signature, and he didn't know who sent it; the letter was unsealed and never opened, and Qianshui wanted to see the contents of it through the light.
"Hmm...... Who could it be that he's grown up and hasn't received a few letters yet?"
Chisui hesitated to open it. Because it seems that he has been suffering from blows these days, looking at the appearance of the housekeeper, this is probably not good news.
Thinking like this, Qianshui didn't care whether he had just finished eating, so he lay at the head of the bed, playing with the envelope, and thought about everything he could think of, but he really didn't find anyone who had the need to write a letter to himself, and finally tore the envelope helplessly.
He said to himself, "Okay, I'll take it apart and take a look." I really don't know anything that makes me sadder than a crazy child. β
As he spoke, the envelope had already been opened.
He shook off the letter twice and scanned it carefully.
The first sentence: Second prince, count me black bear begging you.
Wait? Black bear?
Qianshui didn't dare to look down, he grabbed the letter, and quickly pondered in his mind why the black bear wrote to him.
Could it be that something happened to Chenyan? He wouldn't kill himself, would he?
No, if you commit suicide, the black bear will not write to him and beg him...... So what did he ask? Did he beg himself not to disturb the dust inkstone again?
He unfolded the letter quickly, and continued to readβ
Come and see my Highness. Tomorrow he will leave the Northland. Tonight is the last chance, and we're going back to heaven.
Qianshui was stunned, back to the sky?
Dusty Yan ...... Let's go?
Qianshui hurriedly rushed out and called the housekeeper, "Wang Xue!
"Lord Wang......" Wang Xue immediately rushed over, thinking that something was wrong with Qianshui, and looked at him anxiously.
Chisui grabbed him by the shoulder, "When did this letter arrive?"
Wang Xue's face sank, and he frowned ugly.
"Say!"
"It's been ten days. The messenger knocked on the door in the middle of the night to deliver a message, and I said that you were not in the house, and he was still crying, begging me to find you quickly. said that his son-in-law or something was about to leave, and said that if you missed it, you would definitely regret it or something. β
Wang Xue recalled the events of that day and continued: "I saw that he was so sincere, so I agreed to help him deliver the letter. The next day, he hurried over again and asked if you weren't coming. I said you haven't come back yet, and he said forget it, the arrow is ready to be sent. And then he ran away. β
"I'm afraid that this is really something that you will regret, so I don't dare to forget it. β
After Wang Xue finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Qianshui, only to see that his eyes were blank, staring at the puddle on the side.
It's been more than ten days...... I actually realized that he was gone.
Will we ever see you again? That night......
"Lord Wang?"
"Huh?" Chisui came back to his senses.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, it's okay to go......" Qianshui was in a trance again, as if talking to himself.
The butler awkwardly wiped the broken hair on his forehead and remained silent.
Suddenly, Qianshui shook his head and said, "It's not good, I still have to ask." β
Wang Xuegang was about to ask him what to ask, but he took a leap and disappeared.
Wang Xue squeezed his eyes, and the little servant on the side passed by and asked him: "Butler, where are we going now?"
"Don't you know what he looks like? When did our prince live in the mansion for two days? Go down, go down, go down and go about your business. β
"Oh oh okay. "