"Shangxian, I have two letters from you. ”

Yu Chen was sitting in the barracks to recover his energy, a big battle just now cost him a lot, although he was not injured but also exhausted, when he heard the letter, the white and tender little fox immediately appeared in his mind, but there were two letters.

On Nianyun's letter, there was a small fox paw print with red mud, which made the corners of Yu Chen's mouth rise a little.

She told him what she had seen and heard, the splendid mountain flowers, the breeze that caressed her cheeks, and the fish that jumped up from the stream, and she was full of love for life between the lines, what a simple little girl, Yu Chen looked at her letter, as if she was also standing with her, holding hands side by side.

If one day, you put your own surname before her name, then it should ......

He couldn't find the words to describe it, maybe it would be like a mountain flower blooming in his heart, but when he opened the next letter, Yu Chen's expression froze, turning from sunny to cloudy.

Fang Cai Nianyun's letter had already mentioned Song Siqing, this father's letter happened to be about his marriage with Song Siqing, Yu Chen was irritable for no reason, didn't he tell her that he had already pushed off the marriage, and hoped that she could also talk to her god's father.

In this letter, he was still urging him to end the war as soon as possible, and then choose a good day with Song Siqing, and invite the elders to hold a wedding.

But he Yuchen is not the kind of person who has three thousand weak water and scoops it indiscriminately, Nianyun is so good, he can't bear to let her down at all, Nianyun is the wife he wants Ming Media to marry.

But after all, it was his father who gave the order to himself, Yu Chen simply threw the letter aside and ignored it, he still didn't believe that Song Siqing could use any tricks to tie him to the wedding?

Yu Chen spread out the rice paper, picked up the pen and wrote down some of his recent situation on it, naturally reporting good news and not bad news, and mentioned a small poem at the end: "Bo Shu small pillow weather." At first glance, it feels like a parting taste. The exhibition turned a few cold watches, and I slept again. After all, you can't sleep, and the night is as long as a year. He also intends to wait, but he returns to the bridle. and arguing, and it has been done. Ten thousand thoughts, many explanations, only lonely and tired. Tie my heart all my life, and bear you a thousand tears. ”

I don't know when I read a small poem from the world, I actually remembered it, and at this time I felt that it was very in line with my mood, and summoned a few petals of peach blossoms from the nearby peach forest, and sandwiched them in the letter, sending her a pungent fragrance.

However, this letter full of Yu Chen's heart was not directly delivered to Nian Yun, but was intercepted by Song Siqing.

At that time, she was wandering outside Nianyun's residence, thinking about what details had not been designed in advance, and second, there was still a trace of struggle in her heart.

But when she opened the letter and smelled the fragrant fragrance that came to her nose, the smile that had always been gentle and kind on her face was about to be unbearable.

The little fairy who sent the letter couldn't help but shudder, and Song Siqing immediately raised the corners of her lips again: "I have a very good personal relationship with Sister Nianyun, and I will be a person who wants to live under one roof in the future, my Xianjun is used to speak straightforwardly, and he will not please the little girl, so I will take a look for my sister first, and I can think about coaxing her for a while, naturally, this is an extremely small thing, you don't need to go to my Xianjun to reply carefully, just say that it is delivered." ”

Between the lines, she even directly classified herself as Yu Chen's genuine wife, and the little fairy maid beside Song Siqing was also proud.

This made the little fairy who sent the letter a little more trusting, after all, Miss Song is the daughter of God, and it is a good fate for the fairy concubine in the store to be able to mix with her, and this housewife is still so reasonable, which is really a beautiful thing.

He turned his head away, only envious of the blessings of Yuchen Shangxian and other people, so naturally he would not talk too much to report to him about the homely etiquette in the backyard, and only praised and praised his wife in front of people.

Yu Chen thought that he was talking about Nianyun, and naturally his heart was sweet.

Song Siqing was not in a hurry to deliver the letter to Nian Yun, she poured out a handful of peach petals from the envelope, stretched out her palm and put it under her nose to smell it for a while, and then cast a spontaneous combustion spell to raise the dust.

The little maid was a little anxious and said: "Master, this is not very good, after all, you have to maintain your image in front of Yuchen Shangxian, but when he came back to the little fox spirit, he understood." ”

Song Siqing sneered: "Heh, Sijun tossed and turned, got up and fell asleep again, I'm like this, you go and give her this letter, just say that the envelope is broken, and the petals inside leak out, naturally, I don't know if she still has the life to see Yu Chen, let's do it first." ”

The little maid bowed her head and said yes, but was about to turn around and was stopped again.

"Hey, wait, I just said that I want to go to her, and now that I don't go, how can there be any reason to go to the main house to visit the concubine, you call her to my palace. Song Siqing said and turned around and left.

There seemed to be something in the sleeve that exuded a yin and evil aura, and she was still a little hesitant just now, but this letter came too timely.

What to serve a husband, she doesn't want to!

The maid held the letter and handed it to Nianyun, Nianyun was eating her favorite rose cheese, but she stopped in a hurry, Yuchen had been gone for three months, she thought that he couldn't think about it, and she could only rely on these words to express her thoughts.

"It's my life's ......," she pressed the letter to her chest, tears filling her eyes, and her face was full of happiness.

Song Siqing's little maid looked very unattractive, so she said coldly: "My master invites you to come and sit." ”

Nian Yunzheng was overjoyed, and did not doubt him, so he agreed immediately, hid the letter under his pillow, and followed the little maid to see Song Siqing.

Song Siqing had already placed the tea fruit in her hall, and when she came in, she was pouring a pot of fairy leaves onto the tea pet.

"Sister Song, I just received a letter from Xianjun, and you have received it too. Nianyun's tone was happy, almost jumping in, she had always called Yu Chen an immortal monarch in front of her, which also showed that she didn't want to fight.

It's just that nine times out of ten things in this world will not be as good as expected, and her words with flattery and almost meaning are showing off to Song Siqing's ears.

She grinned and said a little lonely: "Yuchen Xianjun only thinks about Yun'er in his heart, how could he think of writing to me." ”

Nianyun knew that he was wrong, so he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and change the topic, talking about Yu Chen's recent situation and listening to her.

"Sister Song, don't worry, on the day of Xianjun's triumph, he will definitely pave ten miles of red makeup to marry you into the door, and then the whole world will know that you are his wife. God knows how unwillful and heartbreaking she said this, but she didn't want to see Song Siqing sad.

Song Siqing's face really softened, and she waved her hand: "Hey, what are you talking about, if it weren't for my father's tough attitude, I wouldn't bear to take away your beloved, I should have been a green lamp ancient Buddha, and I would have used these long years to pray for you and him." ”

Nian Yun was not moved, she looked at Song Siqing pitifully, and was deceived by this Bodhisattva-like face.

"Yun'er, let's not say those things that make you sad, you come to help my sister see if this thing is a thing from the demon world?"

The more she said that Song Siqing hated it, the more she made up her mind, strengthened her determination, and took out a slender box from her sleeve.

Nian Yun opened it cautiously and found that it was wrapped in a black dagger, revealing a strong yin and evil resentment, and the cold light seemed to have devoured a lot of unjust souls.

To be honest, she doesn't like this kind of thing, but because of her physique, she is very accustomed to this kind of cold, and the box will tremble uneasily when she holds it in Song Siqing's hand, but it fits incomparably in her hand.