Yun Qian was slightly startled, and unfolded the letter, only to see it read: "Beside the Huai River, there are heavy waves, and there is a smell of desolation everywhere. I came here once four years ago, and there were flowers on both sides of the river.
When it bloomed, the mountain flowers were as red as fire, and the river was as green as blue, but now the appearance has completely changed.
Qianqian, do you know? Before I came here, I had thought that one day I could hold you and sit on the shore, watch the flowers bloom and fall, watch the smoke rising from everywhere, and wait for the river to flow by until I die.
But Qianqian, after I get here this time, I don’t want to take you here again. You can no longer see the beautiful scenery here, only the displacement of the people.
I don't like to see such a scene. I always feel that crying like that is too helpless.
Once upon a time, I was so helpless, but unable to change anything. I always thought that the sky might turn into other colors. When such colors are spread on the sky, I can see the colorful brilliance.
But now I like to stand at night when the sky is getting darker, watching the lights everywhere dim, watching the beauty of May flowing quietly in the endless darkness.
In the early morning on the Huai River, layers of mist were exuding on the river. When I saw that layer of mist, I felt a demon in my heart. I always felt that such river water had a fatal attraction, leading me to jump down.
Then I realized that I didn't have the courage. The water was too turbid. It would be dirty to jump in and take a bath. If I lived in it forever, it would probably disgust me to death.
When I turned my head, I saw this reed. For some reason, this reed was not stained by the dirt caused by the receding water. It was so pure, so I wanted you to take a look."
The signature is a small boat.
Yun Qian sighed softly. For some reason, looking at the letter and then seeing the boat, she felt a touch of sadness in her heart.
"Far boat?" She muttered softly. As the boat swayed on the river, looking from a distance, it seemed a little lonely.
She pursed her lips lightly and whispered his name again.
Huan Yu heard this from the sidelines, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Miss, do you want to reply to the prince's letter?"
Yun Qian lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Yeah."
Huan Yu took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but Yun Qian found that she didn't know what to say to him, so she only wrote one line: "Everything is fine, don't think about it."
Seeing that she had finished swaying in just a few strokes, Huanyu couldn't help but ask: "Miss, don't you write a few more words?"
The prince wrote such a long letter, and the lady replied with only a few words. It was really insincere. She had to write a few pages anyway! Otherwise, how could she express all her lovesickness?
Yun Qian raised his eyelids slightly and said, "Okay, you can write it."
Huanyu stuck out her tongue, waved her hands, and said hurriedly: "Miss, you write very well, concisely and concisely."
Yun Qian felt that this little maid was getting cuter and cuter, so she touched her head and said, "Be good!"
Huan Yu coughed slightly and took the letter out. Just as he was about to find someone to deliver the letter, he saw a man jumping down from the wall, which shocked Huan Yu. The man said with a cold face: "The letter is written
When it's ready, give it to me and I'll give it to the prince."
Just when Huan Yu was about to ask him who he was, he snatched the letter away from Huan Yu's hand in a very unceremonious manner. Then he used Qing Kung Fu and disappeared in a flash. Huan Yu was dumbfounded and stood in the yard for a long time without even replying.