Chapter 3300

At this time——

Jinzhong also discussed things with Prince Ning Chengjie in his study with a heavy face. He didn't know that his eldest son, who had taken a fancy to him for so many years, was actually a humble bastard in his impression.

And Lin Jiayun is still painstakingly comforting Jin Ningfu. With a headache, Jin Shuo Tian runs out to spend time and drink.

"Mother!" Jin Ningfu tooted her mouth and looked discontented: "why do you think the long princess should bear brother Jie's head!"

She will be the crown princess in the future. She doesn't want to be oppressed by Ning Bai.

Especially in recent days, the prince's brother seems to be in a bad mood, and his position in the capital is also

This makes Jin Ningfu, who has always had a queen's dream, anxious at the bottom of her heart.

"Shut up." Lin Jiayun frowned, covered Jin Ningfu's mouth, didn't let her speak again, and whispered seriously: "don't talk about the long princess in private."

"No one can hear again." Jin Ningfu whispered.

"That's not good." Lin Jiayun scolded softly: "you are the first daughter of the Jin family. Now the crown princess should pay attention to everything she says and does, and can't make any mistakes. Did you forget the last party so soon? You don't have a long memory."

"I know!" Jin Ningfu said coquettishly, "I'm just worried about the prince's brother."

"This is a political affair. You are a girl and don't need to know anything." Lin Jiayun sighed. "Now you can accompany the prince well, comfort him dutifully, attend more noble banquets and make friends, which is the best."

Jin Ningfu was worried and couldn't listen at all. She pouted and didn't speak.

And then,

The servant girl beside Lin Jiayun bowed her head and came in, saluted respectfully and whispered, "madam, someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"This... I don't know you." the servant girl hesitated, carefully recalled the face she just saw, and said with some uncertainty: "but I feel familiar... I'm afraid it may be the nanny who delivered the baby at the beginning."

"Nanny?" Lin Jiayun frowned slightly and couldn't guess, but she felt uneasy at the bottom of her heart. She seemed to be eager for something. Suddenly, her mood even surprised her. "What have you done in the prime minister's house for so many years?"

obviously.

Such questions.

Only when you see yourself can you get the answer.

"Ning Fu, go back first." almost subconsciously, Lin Jiayun avoided Jin Ning Fu.

Jin Ningfu's mind was not here, and she didn't care about such things at all, so she said hello and went out directly.

When she went out, Jin Ningfu just ran into a middle-aged woman who was led in by the servant girl. She glanced at her carelessly, glanced a trace of disdain in her eyes, and brushed her lips. She didn't take it seriously.

Princess House.

A snow-white pigeon circled several times in the blue sky, gave a cry, dived down from the high sky and flew directly to the study of the princess's house.

The princess was dealing with the recent political affairs in the hall. Suddenly she heard a cry. She slightly looked down her eyes. Her pupils were stained with a little bit of broken gold against the halo. She just saw the pigeon standing on the window lattice, fluttering snow-white wings, and a small thing wrapped around her slender pigeon legs. At the moment, her eyes were staring at the girl's direction.

Ran Bai looked at it, got up calmly, went to the window and took a rolled note from the pigeon's leg.

It's a letter.

The pigeon stood obediently on the window lattice, docile and prone to rest.

The girl next to her has picturesque eyebrows and long eyelashes.

The snow-white slender fingers slowly opened and smoothed the letter. What came into view was the elegant and sharp font.

It goes without saying who the pigeon messenger is.

Dyed white narrowed her eyes and looked at it word by word.

That's the beginning of the letter.

"After a month, I have been missing for a long time. Everything in the army is stable and the first battle is won. Your highness, don't read..."

The letter was so long that she read it without losing a word.

The young man painted one by one. Between the lines, he seemed to be able to see the picturesque and elegant eyebrows when he left. He was drunk and looked stunning.

Jin Yao briefly talked about his situation in the army, but more about her. Almost three sentences were inseparable. He gave detailed instructions and worried about her.

This is not the first time Jinyao has sent a letter.

A month has passed since the day Jinyao left the capital.

The good news about the victory of the first war has been introduced into the capital, and the dragon heart is very happy.

On average, every few days, ranbai receives a letter from Jinyao.

The content of the letter is always very long. She really can't think of why Jinyao has so much to say.

But each letter was read word by word and responded.

However, the princess is not good at words. She has always been unable to say any love words and care. Every time, she responded to the questions in Jinyao's letter with a few words.

Most of the time, Jin Yao told the princess in the letter, and the princess calmly responded, but the boy was still impatient.

The sunshine outside the window was clean and warm, and the autumn wind was not dry. A few wisps of light fell between the princess's eyebrows, like broken gold. Through the girl's slender white fingers, they jumped and mottled on the snow-white letter, swaying the shadow of light.

The shadow of the girl's fingers fell on the envelope, and the halo melted between the lines, telling her lovesickness in her pen and ink.

Dyed white finished reading the letter completely, pondered a little, and then walked back to the desk with the letter.

Put the letter paper in the drawer carefully and cleanly, and then tile the letter paper. Dip your pen in ink.

The princess wrote a few words with a solemn attitude.

Everything is fine, don't read.

A few clear black and white words on snow-white stationery

Stand out.

Then

No, then.

Dye Bai stopped writing, stared at the letter paper and wondered if she should respond again, but she really had nothing to say.

Feng Luo raised his claws and covered his face silently. He really has no face to see. It's hard to say.

Every time guanpei writes you such a long letter, how many words do you reply?!

The little thing is so chic.

Close it down, good guy.

"Host." Feng Luo couldn't see it anymore and made a sincere voice.

Dyed white has put down his brush, "how."

"Your words..." Feng Luo thought for a moment and asked sincerely, "compared with Jinyao's letter, it seems too perfunctory."

Dyed white: "

Ranbai refuses to answer the sealed question.

Feng Luo sighed: "host, can you have a self-knowledge of you?"

If it is an official match, every time it writes to others with one heart and one mind, it talks and writes for a long time, and the result is that the other party will only say: "HMM.", "I know.", "everything is all right." and so on. Otherwise, it will simply answer the question.

It's estimated to spit three liters of blood.

Dyed white narrowed her eyes and smiled. There was a trace of cold in the evil spirit, "go away."

Seal off: "..."

Finish the ball.

#What should I do when I get angry#

#Is it the anger of being poked into the truth#

"Host." Feng Luo said slowly, "one sentence is too simple, otherwise you can say a few more words, even if it's hello.

"I'll teach you!"