Chapter 298

When he was a child, he learned from the handwriting of the great general of the former dynasty. Every stroke and every painting has its own edge, which is essentially different from those of the literati.

But now, as he looked at the ink marks on the paper which were similar to his handwriting, he immediately had an idea in his heart.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Ling Tianwang slowly regained his mind, and he didn't plan to open it and have a close look.

He waved his hand, carelessly threw the envelope aside, and said, "if you have nothing to do, burn all these letters."

Just as the housekeeper took away the envelope, Ling Tianwang frowned slightly, and some abrupt openings stopped him.

"No," he said in a deep voice. The edge of his eyes flashed by and was soon covered by his drooping eyelids.

"You have to have the contents of the letter copied down," he began, "and you don't have to stick to any writing."

He wanted to see how Song Ci splashed the dirty water on his head.

The housekeeper didn't know what was in his mind and hesitated to retreat.

"Miss Zhou?" Raised his eyelids, there was no accident in the housekeeper's eyes. On the contrary, he took it for granted to step back and said, "the Lord is in this study."

Zhou ruo'an's eyes slowly fell on his hand and asked, "what is this?"

The housekeeper hesitated and put his hand behind him. With a little tangled in his eyes, he explained softly, "it's just some unimportant things. I'm going to burn them now."

Zhou ruo'an's eyes narrowed and he didn't speak. He just put his soft palm in front of the housekeeper.

As time goes by, the housekeeper is the first to step back, or this is what he expected.

Some helplessly sighed. The housekeeper shook his head with a bitter smile and handed the envelope to him.

"These are the things Wang Ye found in his study. Maybe yesterday's thief put them in," the housekeeper whispered, and quickly rowed a little in the corner where Zhou ruo'an couldn't see.

At the moment of seeing the black ink, Zhou ruo'an's eyebrows jumped up.

Although she didn't comment on these handwriting, she had her most intuitive feeling. If she didn't clearly know that Ling Tianwang would never write these things, she might never doubt the author of this letter.

After reading the dense handwriting at a glance, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help sneering and slapped it heavily on the housekeeper's hand.

"What is this? Evidence of the Lord's betrayal? They really have leisure and elegance, "Zhou ruo'an said word by word," but they don't think about it. If they know the betrayal of the Lord, how can they be so bold and fearless at this time! "

The housekeeper stood with a low brow, as if he had not heard anything.

After standing in the same place for a long time, Zhou ruo'an reluctantly lowered his heart and turned to walk into the room.

The housekeeper secretly took a look at her back in a hurry, with an expectation that he didn't know.

Listening to the sudden sound of pushing the door outside, Ling Tianwang frowned slightly, and soon relaxed again, because he recognized the owner of the sound.

"Why are you here at this time?" Ling Tianwang asked with a smile, the calculation in his eyes has been covered by him, and the rest is only clear.

Zhou ruo'an looked at him angrily and said, "if I don't come here at this time, how can I know what they are doing behind their back?"

Hearing this, Ling Tianwang was stunned for a moment. The sky was clear and dark all of a sudden.

"Why did you hear someone behind your back Ling Tian looks as if nothing happened.

Zhou ruo'an opened his fingers, but listening to the crisp sound of the skin and flesh contact, she felt some uncontrollable heartache.

The complex emotion makes her expression constantly changing, creating a false appearance of uncertainty.

Ling Tianwang chuckled, shook his hand and said helplessly, "you don't have to listen to what those people say behind your back..."

Before Ling Tianwang's words were finished, Zhou ruo'an looked up abruptly and asked, "if I didn't listen to those people behind my back, would you tell me everything?"

Two people look at each other, time seems to fall into a cycle, a little bit, and back to the two people at the beginning of the conflict.

Don't know how long, Ling Tianwang some embarrassed to avoid Zhou ruo'an look over the line of sight.

He sighed and his eyes became tired.

"If you want to know, I will tell you naturally," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice, with more helplessness in his eyes.

This is the answer Zhou ruo'an always wanted!

She nodded slightly, and her expression became more serious.

"Are those letters written by Song Ci ming to frame you?" Zhou ruo'an asked.Under the gaze of the other side, Ling Tianwang couldn't tell any lies, so he could only nod his head.

The corners of Zhou ruo'an's mouth pressed down imperceptibly, and the waves in his eyes became more and more intense.

"You want to put this down? Want to think nothing happened? " Zhou ruo'an asked.

Hearing this, Ling Tianwang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head to deny it.

"Not so," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice. "I asked people to copy all the letters again. I wanted to know what kind of decision they would have if the handwriting on the letter was different from mine."

Ling Tianwang spoke in a flat tone, without any fluctuation. It seemed that the result of this incident would not have any impact on him.

But Zhou ruo'an is acutely aware of the other side slightly beating fingers, also saw the other side eyelashes gently beating.

So Zhou ruo'an understood that Ling Tianwang had no way to really make up his mind. He had no way to separate himself from the country he had been guarding for generations.

For this point, Zhou ruo'an is very distressed, but she knows better that all this can only let Ling Tianwang make his own decision.

"Why do you have to be like this," Zhou ruo'an said with emotion as his lips moved.

Ling Tianwang's eyelids trembled a few times, and there was no other reaction, as if nothing had been heard.

Recalling the vague waves in his mind, Zhou ruo'an pursed his lips and said, "I'll help you. I'll treat you in his own way."

Ling Tianwang's heart vibrated violently. The sour and numb feeling rose from the caudal vertebrae to the softest part of the heart, but at the same time there was inexplicable uneasiness.