Chapter 4001

Zhuang Xiaoyu choked up and reminded him: "The pearl hairpin is in the drawer."

Compared with lighting lamps, it is more convenient to use luminous pearl hairpins.

Qin Wuyan got out of bed, brought the pearl hairpin, picked and picked several boxes of ointments, and when he opened the gauze curtain, he saw that the extremely sleepy Zhuang Xiaoyu had already fallen asleep.

There were still tear stains on her delicate and pretty face, her snow-white shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, and there were two rows of obvious teeth marks, and there were also bruises on her neck.

The moist and beautiful lips were slightly swollen, like a delicate flower that had been destroyed by the severe wind and rain.

Qin Wuyan held her hand and carefully examined her wrist, only to find that the entire wrist was covered with bruises from his pinching.

Qin Wuyan took out the ointment, carefully applied it on her wrists, and then applied the ointment on her face, neck and shoulders.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was probably extremely sleepy, she didn't wake up the whole time, just hummed twice, then turned over and fell asleep on her side.

She is a delicate young lady who has been served by people since she was a child, and she can't carry her shoulders or hands. These days, she got up early, took care of Zhuang Huaisen, served tea and water, and received Min Rui. She racked her brains to think about it. The one who intercepted her letters behind the scenes all day.

At night, in order to verify my guess, I ordered people to turn off all the lights in the yard, and climbed to the high platform dedicated to watching the stars, put on night clothes and cloaks, concealed myself in the darkness, and waited for a moment. Watching Qin Wuyan walk over from the backyard.

Watching helplessly as if the guards guarding her courtyard were blind, they let Qin Wuyan reach her bedroom unimpeded.

At that time, Zhuang Xiaoyu was already exhausted, and she didn't know what it was like in her heart, and being tormented by Qin Wuyan again, she wished she could die...

Qin Wuyan pulled up the quilt, covered her body, stared at her sleeping profile for a while, stood up quietly, and searched through boxes and cabinets in the bedroom.

Where did Zhuang Xiaoyu hide the wooden box containing the letter?

He originally thought that it was just Min Rui who liked her, and she didn't take Min Rui seriously, but at this moment he suddenly felt that he seemed to have guessed wrong, and she actually had Min Rui more or less in her heart.

Whether she regards Min Rui as her elder brother, benefactor, or confidant, Min Rui's status in her heart is much higher than what he thought.

Otherwise, why would she have kept the letter that Min Rui wrote to her so well and kept it so well that he didn't even find it out after several visits?

In the end, Qin Wuyan found the hidden wooden box at the bottom of the box. The wooden box was exquisitely carved and exuded a faint fragrance.

Qin Wuyan opened the wooden box, and saw the neatly stacked letters inside.

Some of these letters were written to her by Min Rui, and some of them were actually written to her by him in imitation of Min Fu's handwriting.

Qin Wuyan flipped through the pages, pulled out the letters written by Min Fu himself, and put them in his arms.

After he put everything back in place, he turned around and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was still sleeping peacefully. After sitting for a while, Qin Wuyan got up and left the bedroom.

In the night, Qin Wuyan opened the fire folder, read the contents of the letter at a glance, lit it on the fire, and burned everything completely.

Min Rui is worthy of being a modest gentleman, he only speaks to the point, expresses passion and ends with courtesy. From the perspective of a bystander, it seems that there is no act beyond the rules, but it is these well-behaved words and deeds that give Zhuang Xiaoyu great respect. The sense of security left an excellent impression on Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart.