Hatsumi stuffed the freshly soaked fish fillets into his mouth, and looked at Wen Jin curiously, "What news is being delivered?" ”

"Do you remember the craftsman who built the wall that Xiaobai bit last time?" Wen Jindao.

At first sight, he immediately nodded, "The woman dressed as a man!" She's a big official now! ”

Wen Jin smiled slightly, his eyes bright.

She put her hand in her pocket, thinking to herself, "pen, ink, paper, inkstone".

"Is my sister going to send her a letter?" Chu Jian freed up all the dishes on the stone table and made room for Wen Jin to write a letter.

"What message does my sister want to pass on to her? Let her come and save us? ”

Wen Jin took out the four treasures of the study from his pocket.

While studying the ink, she looked at Hatsumi with earnest and sincere eyes.

"I'm sorry when I first met...... There are a lot of things that I can't tell you clearly......"

"Because it's not just about me, it's about the survival of many people...... After the matter is completed, my sister will let you beat and scold. ”

Chu Jian looked at Wen Jin in surprise.

Wen Jin smiled apologetically at her and raised his hand to touch her head.

Chumi pouted, "Sister, what are you talking about?" ”

"How could I hit you and scold you? If you don't tell me, you must have a point! When you can tell me, why don't you tell me? ”

After seeing it for the first time, he scooped up a bowl of food with long chopsticks.

She deliberately turned around and turned her back to Wen Jin, indicating that she would not peek, so that Wen Jin could write without distraction.

Seeing this for the first time, Wen Jin felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Thank you, first ......," she whispered.

Wen Jin picked up the pen, hesitated for a moment, she changed the pen to her left hand, and wrote, "Xiaobai is all right, don't read it." It's inconvenient to go out, and I hope to get your news. If you see this letter, write a reply within a moment, and I will pick it up myself. If you haven't taken it after two hours, burn the letter. ”

Wen Jin wrote the letter and let out a long sigh.

Can it be ...... It is not known that she could not divulge too much information on this letter, lest it reach others.

Xiaobai is the name Yue'er gave to the snow mastiff.

If the letter falls into the hands of others, the name will not reveal too many secrets.

Wen Jin folded the paper, she held it in her hand and reached into her pocket.

She closed her eyes, silently thought in her heart, and gave the letter to Yue'er, and gave it to Yue'er......

With a snort, Wen Jin felt empty in his hands.

She hurriedly opened her eyes and squeezed the letter in her hand, which was already empty.

Although her mouth was not idle at first sight, she kept her ears on the edge of her ears, concerned about Wen Jin's movements.

She heard Wen Jin take a breath, and immediately asked with concern, "Did you send it out?" ”

Wen Jin nodded slowly, "Send it out." ”

The gift is sent out, but whether it can be delivered to Yue'er's hands, she doesn't have a score in her heart.

And there is no leaky pot here...... How can she guarantee to wait a quarter of an hour?

She knows that when people are waiting, there is a huge error in their perception of time, and they always feel that every second is like a year.

Wen Jin licked his mouth nervously, and raised his eyes to meet the gaze that had turned back at the first sight.

"Just send it out, I know that my sister will do it...... Sister, why are you still so nervous? When I first saw that the corners of my mouth were full of oil, I asked in surprise.

"A quarter of an hour...... Can you be aware of it? Wen Jin was a little embarrassed, she didn't tell Hatsumi anything, and she needed Hatsumi's help everywhere.

But Hatsumi didn't seem to care, "Yes! Although in this secret room, the Dao method cannot be used, but it is not difficult to perceive time! Wait for me! ”

Hatsumi immediately put down her chopsticks, wiped the oil on her mouth with a handkerchief, and she returned to the bed and sat cross-legged, her hands on her knees, her fingers stamped.

The first time I saw pranayama with my eyes closed...... In the antique pot, the slices of meat she put in floated and fell with the boiling soup.

The soup is bubbling with all the colors and flavors.

Wen Jin's hands were clasped tightly together, and his eyes were burning at the first meeting...... Will Yue'er be able to receive her letter? Can you write a reply in a moment?

Is it too short for her to give Yue'er a moment? What if Yue'er's reply is not well written?

But if she waits too long, will Yue'er be disappointed? Will it burn the written letters?

"No," Wen Jin suddenly said to himself in his heart, "stop, don't think about it." Cranky thinking is the most internal friction, and you have to settle in the moment. ”

"Here we are." When I first saw it, I suddenly opened my eyes, and said to Wen Jin brightly, "A moment of time, it's time." ”

Wen Jin did not hesitate, immediately put his hand into his pocket, and silently recited in his heart, "Yue'er's reply, Yue'er's reply......"

At first her hands were empty, and she didn't touch anything.

Just when she couldn't help but think about it again...... She told herself to focus, to let the thoughts flow through her, but not to dwell on them.

Whether it succeeds or not, she has done her best. Work the process, and for the result, go with the flow.

"Huh?" As soon as she returned to her normal heart, Wen Jin had more things in her hand, and she hurriedly pulled out her hand to take a look.

"It's letterhead! It's done, my sister received a reply! At first sight, the voice was excited, but he also deliberately lowered the volume.

Wen Jin glanced at her in surprise, and his heart rumbled.

"Quick, open it up! Is it the reply that Sister is waiting for! When she first saw Wen Jin, she looked at Wen Jin with bright eyes, but before Wen Jin could react, she immediately returned to the pot with suspicion, and continued to happily soaking the meat slices, and she didn't look at Wen Jin's hand one more time.

Wen Jin took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the folded letter in his hand.

"See Shin'an! How exactly do you do that? Can you teach me? By the way, I have a hunch that you have a 'prison disaster', and I don't know if it's accurate, but we still decided to go to Shen Mansion to explore the depths. Take the lead and hope you are safe. ”

Wen Jin stared at this not-so-long reply and was stunned.

It is Yue'er's handwriting, and it is more vigorous and calm than before, and her Yue'er has also grown up......

That's not the point, the point is ...... In this short letter, the information revealed.

"I have a premonition that I am in prison......"

"Go to the Shen Mansion to explore the depths...... Leading the way? ”

Wen Jin muttered in his mouth, and suddenly his eyes froze, "Ma Qiancheng is here?" She came to Shen Mansion to look for me? ”

"If Yue'er can have a hunch that I am in prison, and can infer that I am in the Shen Mansion, then there is no reason why I don't know...... Unless, he's no longer in Kyoto! ”

Wen Jin's eyes froze suddenly, "In this case, I have to take another risk!" ”

Wen Jin laid the paper and grinded the ink again.

The first time I saw it, I was anxious, and I said something vaguely, "Hmm...... mmm".

She stuffed her mouth full of food and spoke inarticulately.

Wen Jin didn't pay attention to what she said, and wrote: "The national teacher went to Dengzhou, leave quickly, and avoid its edge." ”

Wen Jin didn't care about drying the ink, so he hurriedly pinched the short letter, stuffed it into his pocket, and silently said in his heart, "Give the letter to Yu'er, give the letter to Yu'er......"

Although the letter to Yue'er has been successfully experimented, Yue'er is in the capital after all, so it's close!

But Yu'er is far away in Dengzhou! Thousands of miles away, can this pocket still deliver the letter to the ...... without error Wen Jin was not sure at all.

With a thud, she was empty.

Wen Jin exhaled apprehensively and looked at Chujian, "What did you just say?" ”