It was a little itchy, Xu Mingyi wrinkled his nose subconsciously, raised his hand and took the thing down.
It turned out to be a maple leaf...
Was this something Wu Chao put in the envelope specifically for her to see?
Xu Mingyi looked at it carefully.
This leaf is as red as fire, its shape is complete and flawless, and its texture is exceptionally clear and beautiful.
Thinking that he had just pressed the envelope under his pillow, Xu Mingyi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief - luckily he didn't crush it, otherwise wouldn't he have wasted the scenery sent to him from thousands of miles away?
Xu Mingyi looked at it for a while, and then put the leaves back into the envelope.
However, I am afraid that putting it in an envelope is not appropriate——
The girl suddenly got up, got out of bed and walked to the dressing table. She took out a small hollow box with carved red lacquer and carved maple leaves. She put the maple leaves in it, closed it and placed it where she could see it at a glance.
After doing all this, she returned to bed, but felt sleepy.
Then he put on his shoes and clothes and hurried to the study.
Ah Zhu, who was guarding outside the hall, saw this scene and bowed, feeling a little confused.
Didn’t the girl say she wanted to sleep?
Xu Mingyi did not call the maid, but polished the ink by himself, and sat behind the writing desk to write a reply.
After writing a few lines, when I was about to put the pen down, I couldn't help but feel that I had written too little.
Although the reply was concise, didn't Wu Chao tell her a lot of trivial matters?
In the past, the reason why she said little to Wu Chao was because she deliberately paid attention to propriety, for fear of being misunderstood by his unstoppable mind. But now that he takes the lead and talks more, the two of them are already very familiar.
She doesn't need to be taboo about anything, right?
——Besides, he said a lot seriously. If she only replied to this, wouldn't it seem too cold and uninteresting?
With the idea of reciprocity, Xu Mingyi added a lot more.
How to tell meaningless nonsense out of flowers, although she was not good at it in the past, now she is inexplicably easy to do it, and she feels that these boring and trivial things have their own fun.
Maybe she was too busy.
The more I wrote, the more I wrote. One piece of paper was not enough, so I added another temporarily.
Finally, he reminded him of what was about to happen three months later.
While putting the letter on the table to dry, Xu Mingyi thought of something and quickly left the study.
She walked to the ginkgo tree.
Looking at the girl with silky crow hair squatting under the tree picking leaves, Azhu became more and more puzzled.
Is the girl drunk?
Xu Mingyi picked for a while, but didn't find anything he was very satisfied with, so he stood up and looked up at the tree.
The afternoon sun was dazzling. The girl squinted her eyes, took two steps back, then raised her foot and kicked the tree trunk.
The big tree swayed, and the ginkgo leaves rustled down.
"..." Azhu was surprised.
Of course, it is impossible to sympathize with the ginkgo tree. Even if she were to help the girl kick it, she would definitely knock down more leaves than this.
This time Xu Mingyi finally picked out a ginkgo leaf that he thought was as good as Wu Chao's maple leaf. He turned around and went up the stone steps. When he passed by the corridor, he picked another ginkgo leaf off the big bird who was sleeping after eating.
feather.
Otiao woke up with a start and stared blankly at the girl who quickly returned to the study.
Azhu glanced at it.
This is more or less sympathetic...
After all, it's getting colder now, and the third eye doesn't have much hair at all.
Xu Mingyi, the culprit, calmly put the big bird's feathers into the envelope.
The host would be a little panicked if he couldn't see the bird, so it would be considered considerate for her to send him a feather.
After sealing the envelope, Xu Mingyi left the study and handed the letter into Ah Zhu's hand: "Send it to Xiaowu at Xuesheng Teahouse and say it is my reply to Wu Shisun."
Sending messages through people in Xuesheng Tea House is relatively more thorough and secure.
"yes."
Ah Zhu agreed and quickly walked down the stone steps.
As soon as I left Xiyuan, I met Akui who was coming back from outside.
"Azhu, what are you doing?"
"Go to Xuesheng Tea House to deliver the letter."
"Young lady, did you write a reply so quickly?" Akui was surprised for a moment and said quickly: "How about I make the trip for you?"
Now that Wu Shisun is no longer in Beijing, the girl goes to Xuesheng Tea House less. She really wants to hear the gossip from Brother Shouming... Brother Shouming knows too much gossip to tell, and it is real people and true things, which is comparable to words.
This book is so interesting!
Azhu handed over the letter simply.
Anyway, it's not a job where you can beat people, and there's nothing to fight for.
Akui took the envelope and left happily.
After writing the reply, Xu Mingyi returned to the bedroom, stared at the bed tent above her head for a while, and then fell asleep peacefully with the quilt in her arms.
…
At the same moment, in the eldest princess's mansion, eldest princess Jingrong had just stood up for half an hour.
The bottle of wine was already half eaten.
The handsome man kneeling beside her took a piece of bamboo shoot and put it into her mouth.
Princess Jingrong leaned on the cushions behind her, squinted her drunken eyes, and praised: "Today's dishes are quite to my liking."
The handsome man said with a smile: "The dishes haven't changed much from usual. I guess it's because His Highness is in a good mood."
As he said that, he filled another glass of wine, handed it over, and said with a soft smile: "I would also like this wine..."
The eldest princess took it, tasted it carefully, and finished another glass of wine.
The man poured another glass.
"I remember hearing His Highness once say that when he was young, His Highness also learned to ride horses and archery..." His tone was still soft and gentle, and he said casually: "I wonder if it was taught by His Highness the First Emperor?"
The eldest princess gave a noncommittal "um", her eyes were hazy and distant, as if she was being reminded of old memories.
After a while, he swayed the wine glass in his hand and said, "I am only half-skilled in riding and shooting."
She was fashionable and young, and her father was fighting in the east and west. In order to avoid assassinations from all sides, their brother, sister and mother often lived in hiding. School girl Hong couldn't calm down when studying, so she could only follow the example.
Some crude things are used to scare people.
But she really has no talent.
Often disliked by the second brother...
But while he disliked it, the second brother would still take the trouble to teach her and told her that once you learn these things, you can use them to save your life, which is more practical than anything else.
"I heard that His Royal Highness, King Yan, is very skilled. He followed the late emperor in the war and made many great contributions... He is also famous in the army." The man said with an admiring and yearning tone: "Even now, among the people,
Some people often say that it is precisely because His Highness King Yan is guarding the northern border that those foreign races dare not act arrogantly..."
The eldest princess did not follow his words and praise King Yan. Instead, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She looked at the man who was sitting there with his head bowed, serving her dishes.
"Lan Zhu, these court affairs are not something you should discuss arbitrarily."
The man's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly.
Then he hurriedly put down his chopsticks and said with some fear: "Lan Zhu was too quick to talk and forgot to use caution."
"Mother--"
At this time, Princess Yufeng strode in with a slightly gloomy expression.
