Chapter 167

Some itchy, Xu Ming subconsciously wrinkled his nose and raised his hand to take things down.

It turned out to be a maple leaf

Wu Chiu put it in an envelope to show her?

Xu Mingyi looked at it carefully.

This leaf is as red as fire, its shape is complete and flawless, and its lines are particularly clear and beautiful.

Thinking that he had just pressed the envelope under his pillow, Xu Mingyi couldn't help sighing - fortunately, it wasn't crushed. Otherwise, wouldn't he live up to the scenery sent by him thousands of miles away?

Xu Mingyi looked at it again for a while and was about to put the leaves back in the envelope.

But I'm afraid it's not appropriate to put it in the envelope——

The girl suddenly got up, got out of bed, went to the dressing table, took out a small box carved with vermilion paint, put the maple leaf in, closed it and put it in a position that can be seen at a glance.

After all this, she went back to bed, but she felt sleepless.

Then he put on his shoes and clothes and hurried to the study.

Ah Zhu outside the hall saw this and saluted. She couldn't help wondering.

Didn't the girl say she wanted to sleep?

Xu Mingyi did not call a servant girl, but polished his ink and sat behind the desk to write back.

After writing a few lines, I felt that I had written too little when I was about to finish writing.

Although the reply was concise, didn't Wu Tsui tell her a lot of trivial things?

In the past, the reason why she treated Wu tsugamu less was because she deliberately paid attention to propriety, for fear of being misunderstood by his head who couldn't stop at that moment. But now that he has taken the lead in talking more, and they are already very familiar, she doesn't need to specifically avoid anything, does she?

——Besides, he said a lot seriously. If she only answered these, wouldn't she be too cold and meaningless?

With the idea of reciprocity, Xu Mingyi made up a lot.

How to tell meaningless nonsense to flowers? Although she was not good at it in the past, she is inexplicably handy now, and feels that these boring trifles are also fun.

Maybe she's too busy.

And write more and more, a piece of paper is not enough, and another one is added temporarily.

Finally, he reminded him of what would happen in three months.

Putting the letter paper on the table to dry, Xu Mingyi didn't know what he thought and quickly stepped out of the study.

She went under the ginkgo tree.

Looking at the girl with a soft crow hair and squatting under the tree to pick up leaves, ah Zhu became more and more puzzled.

Girl, aren't you drunk?

Xu Mingyi picked for a while, but he was not very satisfied, so he stood up and looked up at the tree.

The sun glared in the afternoon. The girl narrowed her eyes, took two steps back, and then raised her foot and kicked it on the tree trunk.

The tree shook and the ginkgo leaves fell.

"..." ah Zhu was surprised.

Of course, it is impossible to sympathize with the ginkgo tree. Even if she helped the girl kick it, she must have more leaves under the earthquake.

Xu Mingyi finally picked up a ginkgo leaf that he thought was not inferior to Wu Tsui's maple leaf. He turned back and went up the stone steps. When he passed the corridor, he wiped a feather from the big bird who was full and sleeping.

The big bird woke up and looked at the girl who came back to the study.

Ah Zhu looked at it.

This is more or less sympathetic

After all, it's going to be cold, and Tianmu doesn't have much hair.

The culprit Xu Mingyi put the big bird's feathers into the envelope.

If the master can't see the bird, she will be a little flustered. It's considerate for her to send a feather in the past.

After sealing the envelope, Xu Mingyi left his study and handed the letter to ah Zhu: "send it to Xuesheng teahouse to Xiao Wu, and say it's my reply to Wu Shisun."

It is relatively more comprehensive and secure to send a message through the people in Xuesheng teahouse.

"Yes."

Ah Zhu stepped down the stone steps.

Just out of Xi garden, I met ah Kui who came back from the outside.

"Ah Zhu, what are you doing?"

"Send the letter to Xuesheng teahouse."

"The girl has written the reply so quickly?" ah Kui said in a hurry in an unexpected moment: "why don't I run this trip for you?"

Now Wu Shisun is not in Beijing, and there are few girls going to Xuesheng teahouse. She really wants to hear brother Shouming gossip... Brother Shouming knows a lot of gossip, and it is a real person and a true story, which is much more interesting than the script!

Ah Zhu simply handed the letter.

Anyway, it's not a job to beat people, and there's nothing to argue about.

Ah Kui took the envelope and went happily.

After writing the reply, Xu Mingyi returned to his bedroom and stared at the bed tent on his head for a while before he went to sleep with the quilt in his arms.

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At the same moment, in Princess Chang's house, Princess Jing Rong just got up for half an hour.

The wine has eaten half a pot.

The beautiful man kneeling on her side put a piece of bamboo shoot into her mouth.

Princess Jing Rongchang leaned against the cushion behind her back, narrowed her slightly drunk eyes and praised: "today's dishes are quite to the taste of the palace."

The beautiful man said with a smile, "the dishes have not changed much as usual. I think your highness is in a good mood."

Then he filled a glass of wine, handed it up, and said with a soft smile: "another is this wine..."

The long princess took it and tasted it carefully. She ate up a glass of wine again.

The man poured another glass.

"I remember hearing your highness say that when you were young, your highness also learned to ride a horse and shoot arrows..." his tone was still soft and chatty: "I don't know it's your highness of the former Emperor?"

The eldest princess gave a noncommittal "Oh", and her eyes were hazy and distant, as if she had been reminded of old memories.

After a while, he shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "the riding and shooting in this palace is just half Kung Fu."

It was fashionable and young. The father marched East and West. In order to avoid assassination by all parties, their brothers and sisters and their mother often hid and had no fixed place. They couldn't calm down to study nvhong. They had to learn some rough things to scare people.

But she really has no talent.

Often disliked by my second brother

But while he disliked it, the second brother would take the trouble to teach her and tell her that these things can be used to protect her life after learning, which is more real than anything.

"I heard that his Highness the king of Yan was good at Kung Fu. He made many great contributions to the war with the former Emperor... He is also famous in the army." the man said in an admiring tone: "even now, people often say that it is because his Highness the king of Yan guarded the north that those foreigners dare not make any more arrogant moves..."

The long princess did not praise the king of Yan with his words, but added a trace of coldness to her eyes.

She looked at the man who knelt down and cooked for her.

"Blue bamboo, these things in the court are not what you should discuss."

The man's hand holding chopsticks gave a slight meal.

Then he hurriedly put down his chopsticks and said in a panic, "it's blue bamboo. He forgot to be measured."

"Mother -"

At this time, Princess Yufeng strode in with a slightly heavy look.