C447 That was her mouth

After the first letter was sent from Prince Chu, he waited for a reply with an excitement he had never felt before, so much that when he was patrolling the construction site, he would look up and down absentmindedly. When he finally got to the letter, he put it away like usual, as if nothing had happened, and went back to the place where he had collapsed, then he took out the letter and carefully opened it under the light.

"…"

If he didn't guess wrongly, what Bai Qianfan gave him wasn't a word, but a painting. On the snow-white paper, there was a ball of black ink.

This is... What do you mean?

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, beautiful mountains and rivers, thousands of mountains and rivers, picturesque mountains and rivers, verdant mountains and waters, distant mountains and rivers …

Countless words flashed through his mind, but he could not truly guess what she meant.

In the end, he decided to stay as far away as possible. At least he could get on with it a little. He probably meant that they had separated, so far away that it was like he missed them.

He gave his answer on his own accord, feeling very satisfied. He also complained that he should not have written that poem. She probably did not understand it very well, so she gave him such a plausible answer.

Fortunately, he had already known that there was a problem, so when the second letter was written in white, she should have been able to understand it and would no longer be able to reply to such an inexplicable black lump.

According to his trip, he should have returned to the Su City on the third night. But halfway through, he received her second letter, which didn't let him guess anything other than the truth: I miss you too.

The Prince Chu was elated, as though he had been injected with chicken blood, he galloped his horse and arrived at the city just as the sun was about to set in the west and would not fall at all. He immediately pushed his way into the Prefect.

Bai Qianfan was about to eat her meal, but after hearing the news, she dropped his chopsticks and ran out to greet them.

When she saw someone rushing over like a gust of wind in the dusk from afar, she knew that it was her. With a grin, she stood still and opened her arms wide, allowing Bai Qianfan to throw herself into his arms with such force that he almost knocked him over.

Morong Gan held her tightly in his embrace, his neck intersecting with each other as he stuck close to her ear and muttered her name, "Qian Fan, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too. I wrote back to you today. Did you get it?"

"Got it. It's in my arms."

The feeling of hugging each other was really good. Both of their hearts were instantly filled up and became perfect.

After quietly hugging for a while, he let go of her and lightly sighed against her forehead, "Next time, I'll take you there. If you're not here, I won't be in the mood to work anymore."

She pouted her lips and pressed her soft lips against his chin, teasing him. "Guys work outside, how can they not have a wife. It's such a joke."

"Let them laugh at me. For you, I don't care about my old face." He lifted her waist up, lips moving down to entangle with her, sprinting all the way, thinking of this moment, she was in his arms, so sweet and delicious, letting him feel the pain of his longing, every cell in his body screaming endlessly, longing, unable to suppress …

Qi Hong and Lv He hid behind a tree, observing from afar.

Lv He blushed so much that her face was red as she joked, "How long are they going to stay like this for? Their food is about to turn cold."

Qi Hong did not reply. She probably thought of Ning Jiu and a light worry appeared between her brows. She did not know where he was right now. Is it safe?

On the embroidery roof in the backyard, Huangfu Zhuer stood beside a pillar with a cold face as she looked at the two people who were embracing and kissing in the dusk. In reality, they were only two blurry shadows, but in her eyes, they were exceptionally distinct. She clenched her hands into fists inside her sleeves, the sharp nails digging into the palms of her hands, stinging, but she was unaware of it.

When the crown prince heard the news that Morong Gan had returned to his residence, he had wanted to ask him to drink together with him. However, the moment he came over, he saw a scene like this. Hearing Huangfu Zhuer say that it was Bai Qianfan's idea to stop the war and stay in Jiangnan, as a hero, it seemed like she had to do something on Princess Chu's behalf at the most crucial moment.

During the meal, Bai Qianfan talked about the matters concerning the Ah Xiang. Morong Gan raised his eyebrows, "Anyone who dares to touch you, will die."

Bai Qianfan did not expect him to have the same tone as Du Changfeng, and she felt that it was strange, "Aren't you being too arbitrary like this, if he really did it, then death would not be a pity, but if she did not, then take his life, isn't that too child's play?"

"If he dares to touch your people, that is to slap your face. To slap your face is to slap This King's face. Let alone having failed to succeed, just this thought alone is enough for This King to not let him off lightly. "

Bai Qianfan was in a difficult situation, "But I don't like killing people."

Morong Gan looked at her, "A woman's benevolence. I can guarantee that as long as I kill him, no one will ever dare to set their eyes on Ah Xiang again."

Bai Qianfan thought for a while and shook his head, "No, this won't do, in the end, it's still a human's life, how can I just kill you?"

"Then banish him, so that he will never come back."

"Where to?"

"Of course it's a remote and bitter place."

"That won't do, if he goes there he'll die, he's the only son I have," she slowly chewed on it, her eyes shining, "Why don't we let him join the army, let him go to the army to gain experience, get rid of his bad habits, and in the future we can support our family."

Morong Gan slapped his hands together, "This idea is not bad, let's do it this way."

He didn't want to waste time on strangers, so he changed the subject. "What did you draw in my first letter?"

Bai Qianfan was surprised, "You drew it so perfectly, you can't even tell?"

She was so shocked that Morong Gan blushed a little and said, "We are husband and wife in one body, of course we have such a tacit understanding, it's basically missing me!"

"Then what do you talk about?"

"Drawn a picture of a mountain and a river, indicating that we are separated by a great distance. The mountains are long and the waters long. I miss them very much."

Bai Qianfan laughed so hard that she almost spat out food, "You actually saw through the mountains and water, you think I'm painting a landscape painting?"

When Morong Gan heard this tone, he knew he guessed wrong, but with such a black lump, with two horns on the top and an arc coming from the bottom, even if he guessed it, he would not be able to figure it out. He could only ask shamelessly, "What did you draw?"

Bai Qianfan said in disappointment, "I thought you could guess, but that was my mouth."

This time, it was Morong Gan who spat out a mouthful of rice. That was her mouth …

This explanation made sense. His upper lip had a peak, and his lower lip was an arc. He secretly complained to himself in his heart, why didn't he see it?

He smiled apologetically, "It's quite good. It's my eyes that are cloudy, I couldn't tell."

Bai Qianfan was a little dejected, "Don't comfort me, it must be because my drawing is too poor, that's why you didn't see it."

Morong Gan brought his face closer to his, and said smilingly, "Actually, you don't have to go through so much trouble. You just put a piece of paper in your mouth, and your lips immediately moved.

Bai Qianfan was startled, "Ah, this is a good idea, why didn't I think of it!"