Chapter 790: The Young Marshal's Gift to Love [19]
Zhongqing shook her head, still looking like she was refusing to admit it: "No! What kind of circle are you going around in? Young Marshal, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand it?"
"Zhongqing, do you know how much I want you to come back to me? If you have a good way, then tell me, I can't tolerate it for even a quarter of an hour. Do you know, these days
I couldn't sleep well at night. I felt so uncomfortable without you in my arms... You can't bear to see me haggard because of you?" Yi Jian had no choice but to speak out and try her best to coax.
Who knows, Zhong Qing will not be fooled at all, she naturally won't say it, how can she surprise him by saying it, and immediately she also pretends to be pitiful, looks at Yi Jian, and whispers: "I miss you very much too
You don't even know that the eldest wife asked me to copy the female commandments a hundred times... She didn't allow even one typo. I only wrote them three times in so many days..."
Zhong Qing said this and immediately diverted Yi Jian's thoughts. He grabbed her hand distressedly. She must be exhausted. Then after thinking for a while, he took her towards the room prepared by the eldest wife.
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Entering the room, Yi Jian saw that the table was covered with paper, one large piece after another. He stepped forward, picked up a piece she had written and looked at it carefully.
Her handwriting is beautiful, just like her person, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Yi Jian looked at her handwriting and studied it carefully for a long time. Then he saw a lot of waste paper thrown on the ground, covered with black words. He stretched out his hand and was about to pick up a piece of paper and read it.
Look, who knew Zhongqing was the first to hold down his hand, and with a bit of panic, she said hurriedly with a red face: "Those are all written wrong!"
The love at this time was different from usual, but there was a strange blush on her face, as if the girl was almost caught in someone's mind.
It's just a matter of concern.
Those papers were full of his name. If he looked at her so directly, she would always feel shy and embarrassed!
Yi Jian looked at her posture for a while, then stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, shook his head, followed her, and stopped looking at those things.
He sat at the desk, casually picked up a volume of women's commandments she had written, and read it carefully.
