528 Passionate Love, the West District Courtyard is Surrounded
Crazy, crazy, both of them are crazy.
The secret guard was dumbfounded. It was just a few pieces of tattered paper. As for the treasure being like this, according to the style of the Nine Emperors Uncle, no matter how precious the letter was, it would be burned after reading it without leaving any clues. How could he collect it carefully this time?
stand up.
However, the master is the master. How can the servants know what the master thinks and how can they give advice? Even if the secret guards don't understand, they don't dare to say anything.
After Jiuhuangshu put the letter away, he spread out a piece of paper, polished it himself, and wrote:
Holding your hand, I will take everything you have in this life; I will give you everything I have to make you happy for the rest of your life.
Holding the child's blue silk hair holds the child's love for a lifetime; holding the child's hand, we will spend the rest of our lives together.
Two ordinary sentences, but it is a kind of promise. Of course, Uncle Jiuhuang knows very well that he has no pressure to keep writing love letters like this, but Feng Qingchen will definitely not be able to do it. Her reputation as a talented girl is too watery.
Uncle Nine Emperors thought for a while, then took up his pen and wrote down behind these love words...
From that day on, Feng Qingchen received letters from Uncle Nine Emperors every day, sometimes in the medicine cabinet, sometimes on her bedside. It was like a treasure hunt. Every day of her life was full of fun.
The first thing Feng Qingchen does when she wakes up every day is to look for Jiuhuangshu's letter. If she doesn't find it, she will be in a low mood all day, and then she worries whether the letter has fallen into the hands of others, or whether Jiuhuangshu has fallen into the hands of others.
What happened.
One day, she rummaged through the house but found no letter. When she went out, a gust of wind blew by. She thought it was a leaf, so she stretched out her hand to grab it, but she didn't expect it to be a letter...
She was stunned on the spot, her heart was pounding, and she looked at Xia Wan and Dong Qing next to her with a guilty look on her face. She didn't relax until she was sure that they didn't notice, and hid the letter carefully with a calm look on her face.
walked out.
He secretly blamed Uncle Nine Emperors for being more and more unreasonable. He was so sure that this letter would definitely get to her. If someone picked it up, there would be another turmoil.
Fortunately, no one has discovered her since she corresponded with Uncle Nine Emperors, and even later.
Of course, such frequent communication was only in the early days. Later, they did not communicate every day, but a tacit understanding was formed between the two, that is, a letter would arrive every now and then, even if it was just a word of peace, it would be fine.
Sometimes I don't receive a letter from the Nine Emperors Uncle, so Feng Qingchen doesn't worry, knowing that the Nine Emperors Uncle is busy. Unless I haven't received a letter from the Nine Emperors Uncle for more than half a month, and I haven't received any news from the Nine Emperors Uncle,
That means something happened to Uncle Nine Emperors and there is no way to send someone to deliver the message.
Uncle Jiuhuang's letter will contain a few words expressing his pain of lovesickness at the beginning, followed by some trivial matters, such as what he did today, or reminding Feng Qingchen to put on more clothes when the weather gets cold and not to kick off the quilt at night.
Don't be too late or something like that.
Very common words, to Feng Qingchen, sounded more beautiful than words of love, making her heart warm. It felt so good to be cared about and cared about.
Because of the exchange of letters, the relationship between Feng Qingchen and Uncle Jiuhuang developed rapidly. After meeting in public, although they did not speak, a look or an action could convey their feelings to each other.
As the saying goes, beauty spoils the country. In the first few days of the exchange of love letters between Feng Qingchen and Nine Emperors Uncle, Feng Qingchen was completely immersed in the love web woven by Nine Emperors Uncle.
All day long, in addition to reading the letters written by Uncle Jiuhuang, I just wanted to reply to them. Otherwise, I would just sit in my room alone and be stupid, in a daze, walking on my feet, completely out of my mind, so abnormal, the people in the small courtyard
It’s no good even if you pretend you don’t know.
Their girl looks like she is in love with spring!
The four Chun Hui saw this and were happy in their hearts, but Tong Jue and Tong Yao were worried. The eldest young master was not in the capital, so their young ladies must not be thinking of him.
For three whole days, Feng Qingchen was like an underage girl abducted by her uncle. She completely fell into the love words spun by her uncle and did nothing serious. Sun Sixing couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him: "Master, these three days, you can't do anything."
Think about how to cure Mr. Cui's illness."
"Ah...three days?" Feng Qingchen said cleverly, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, with his beautiful eyes wide open.
It's been three days, why doesn't she feel anything? In the past three days, she seemed to have done nothing but read and write letters.
Ahhhhh... Emotions are really harmful. She was not in the mood to work at all these days. Not only did she put aside Cui Haoting's illness, but she also forgot about Ye Ye. This was a mistake she had never made before.
Feng Qingchen blushed with shame and met Sun Sixing's clear eyes. Feng Qingchen was like a child who made a mistake, lowering his head: "Si Xing, master has been a little distracted these days. Master promises that he will not make the same mistake again.
, let’s go, let’s go find Master Cui right now, I want to discuss the treatment plan with him.”
"Master, are you sure you can go to work in your current situation? If not, you can rest for two more days. I don't think Mr. Cui will care about these two days." Sun Sixing looked suspicious.
He didn't know what happened to Feng Qingchen, but he was certain that he didn't like Feng Qingchen like this. In his eyes, Feng Qingchen was calm, rational, and put the patient first.
In the past three days, Feng Qingchen seemed to be a different person, always with a dreamy silly smile on his face, without mentioning anything about Cui Haoting, as if he was living in his own world.
Feng Qingchen took a breath and smiled slightly at Sun Sixing: "Sixing, I believe in your master. Your master is not emotional. I promise that these three days were an accident and I will not do it again in the future."
After all, her self-control is still a little weak, or in other words, she is still a little too young to withstand the offensive of love letters from Uncle Nine Emperors. She will try her best to restrain herself in the future and will not indulge in the love between her children all day long.
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"Master, you don't have to be so serious. It's not a bad thing. You are still young." Sun Sixing was startled by Feng Qingchen's serious look and scratched his head in embarrassment.
He forgot that Feng Qingchen was just a little girl who had just turned sixteen. It was normal for a little girl to have such emotions. Which woman has never been in love with someone, and which woman has never had dreams. Feng Qingchen's behavior is in line with her.
this age.
Feng Qingchen felt guilty after being seen through. He laughed uncomfortably and abruptly changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's go find Mr. Cui. I have already thought about the treatment before.
I'm about to discuss the plan with Mr. Cui. I need to get his consent because his illness is risky."
In modern times, bone marrow transplantation cannot guarantee a 100% success rate, let alone here. However, she is confident that there will be no problems during the operation. As long as the stem cells are not rejected, there is a success rate of more than 90%.
Sun Sixing saw that Feng Qingchen's eyes were clear and serious, and he knew that Feng Qingchen had recovered. He secretly admired that although Feng Qingchen was young, his self-control was much stronger than the average person. Even his father couldn't do it with such strong self-control.
arrive.
Thinking of his father, Sun Sixing's eyes were filled with worry. More than three months had passed, and there was no news at all about his father. The longer time went by, the harder it would be to find someone.
At this time, Feng Qingchen had no time to pay attention to Sun Sixing's abnormality. She was thinking about how to persuade Cui Haoting to accept the treatment plan she proposed. She took this time to review the medical plan...