Even if the body owner knew that this was a letter from Xu Mian to Xining, he still couldn't stop his heartbeat.

Xining...

You really shouldn’t compare your romance with the ancients. The ancients were not human beings when it came to romance.

"Pah!" There was a sound of slapping outside the window. Zhang Zhong hoarse his voice and lowered his voice: "Miss Gu, I'm still waiting to see if you have a reply."

"Buzz buzz~" Zhang Zhong waved his hand and killed the mosquito on his face. What's this? He was a dignified deputy Qianhu from the fifth rank, climbing over the wall at night to help his superiors deliver love letters.

Also bitten by mosquitoes.

Although he had done things like jumping over the wall and stealing things frequently before, they were all killing people, gathering information, and for work. This was the first time for him to send a love letter!

Xining: "Reply to what?" The body master and her previous ancient experiences asked her to draw on some experience. There is no problem in writing a letter with passable handwriting, but what to write is a big problem.

Mo Ming: "I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes."

Xi Ning's first reaction was that it was good, the words were quite gorgeous. But when he thought about it, it was wrong...

"Golden Engraved Clothes"

I advise you not to cherish your gold-threaded clothes; I advise you to cherish your youth.

When the flowers are in bloom, they must be cut off; don’t wait until there are no flowers left.

Roll, roll, roll... Just the last two sentences, Xu Mian came to climb over the wall even that night.

The wooden window opened, Furong handed the letter out, and Zhang Zhong took the letter and left.

Returning to Fusi, Beizhen, he gave the letter to Xu Mian. He stretched his neck, but did not see Xu Mian open the letter. He turned to look at Xu Mian, and saw a pair of piercing cold eyes. He shuddered and slightly

Turn around.

I hope Miss Gu will not write anything that will make Mr. Xu reply, otherwise he will have to deliver the letter. He is a dignified deputy to a thousand households and has become a messenger who specializes in delivering letters over the wall. Fortunately, he is a Jinyiwei. If he is caught, he will

Being treated as a prostitute.

Xu Mian opened it and took a look, then turned the paper over... there was nothing, not a word.

He picked up the paper and illuminated it in front of the candlelight. If it was written with flour, water or something else, the writing would not be visible after it dried. It would need to be soaked in special potion to reveal the writing.

This is a piece of white paper, a complete piece of paper, without a word on it, and it is made of the most common rough paper with rough edges.

The meaning is very clear: I have nothing to say or don’t want to say it.

All the things that need to be done have been done, and she doesn't want to say anything more...

Seeing Xu Mian's strange behavior, Zhang Zhong turned around, took the paper on the table, turned it over and over, and understood. But he also didn't understand why he had nothing to say.

After thinking about it for a while, he laughed suddenly: "It probably means that after we get married, we will talk to each other in person."

Xu Mian leaned on the chair and waved silently. Zhang Zhong saw this and stepped back and closed the door.

It seems that if Xu Tongzhi is unhappy, what is Miss Gu doing? She can't write a sentence or two to make Mr. Xu happy.

But this is a matter between the two of them as a couple, as long as they don't send any more letters. Zhang Zhong touched his nose and felt his cheek was a little itchy. He scratched it and found a mosquito bag. Damn mosquitoes!

The wax light in Xu Mian's room lasted all night until dawn.

When receiving the great gift, on top of the previous twenty thousand taels of silver and one thousand taels of gold horseshoes, six more pieces of jade were added, one handful each of two colors of pearls, and two sets of fine heads and faces. They all secretly said that they belong to relatives of the emperor.

The daughter of a prince or the daughter of a county prince is just like this, but Xu Mian is just right, slightly below the point, not out of line.

Everyone who heard this was jealous. Xu Yan Wang was really sincere.

The date was set on the eighth day of July, just after the beginning of autumn, and before the execution of the former Jinyiwei commander.

In ten days, the hostess will get married. Xining sat helplessly in the boudoir, holding a needle to add a few stitches to the almost completed embroidery.

"Miss!" Furong came in with two more pieces in her arms. Seeing Xining still repairing the third piece, she hurriedly shouted: "You should hurry up, the table is almost full."

Xining became angry: "Then tell them that I only add two or three stitches on each piece. Anyway, I didn't embroider these in the first place."

Hearing Fu Rong cry out: "There were only a few needles in the first place, and they were reduced to two or three. Why didn't you just tell me to just give them a prick? It'll be done as soon as the idea comes."

Xining nodded: "This is a good idea!"

Furong...she underestimated the thickness of the young lady's face.

I heard someone outside the door calling sweetly: "Sister Musk is here, I'll go in immediately and just say a few words."

If it were before, Musk would have gotten in through the old lady. This time she waited outside the door for a while and walked in after receiving the notice.

Musk saluted: "Old lady, please come over."

Xining took a round fan and fanned it gently. Furong asked beside her: "What's the matter, old lady?"

Musk replied: "The second master and the third master came back with all the people in the second and third bedrooms and said they were going back to their homes."

Xining thought for a while: "Let the old lady and father decide on this matter. What do you want me to do?"

Musk smiled. As the old lady's first-class maid, she spoke eloquently and explained the whole story clearly in a few words: "The old lady and the first master naturally refused, but the second master and the third master barged in.

, it’s okay to say you don’t want to check in.

Their share of the property was returned to them. There was such a fuss that the old lady had no choice but to ask someone to invite the Jisi of the capital city. As a result, Xu Tongzhi from the Fusi of Beizhen also came. After an argument, Xu Tongzhi said that it was up to the lady to decide, so

The old lady sent me to invite you."

Xi Ning covered his forehead. You can imagine that when Xu Mian said these words, the shock level of the three parties was no less than that of a major earthquake.

He lets his fiancée make the decision regarding matters related to his fiancée's elders. He is pampered to such an extent before they even get married. Do you plan to go to heaven when they get married?

Musk returned to the living room, bowed slightly and replied: "The eldest lady said that it is not convenient for her as a junior to talk about the elders' matters. Since the second master and the third master have written letters saying that the family was separated, then it was considered a separation at that time.

Okay. As for the things the emperor reciprocated from the past, they were given to the eldest master, and the eldest master promised them as the eldest lady’s dowry, so naturally they cannot be returned. The other things are left to the old lady and the eldest master!”

The second and third bedrooms had a sad face and said, "Who are you to decide? Everything has been arranged. Things will not be returned. If you have the ability, go to the emperor."

When Xu Mian heard this, his handsome face was as cold as an iceberg, and he asked without any courtesy: "Then you two, do you want to go by yourself, or do you want me to go? Or come and sit at my place?"

Asking Jin Yiwei to "invite" people to leave is not just throwing them out.

Going to Xu Mian's place is equivalent to going to Beizhen Fusi. Who dares to go?

The second and third bedrooms could only say goodbye angrily, and then heard Musk shouting: "The eldest lady also said that although the families are separated, the second master and the third master are still her uncles, so don't forget to come over for a drink.

Wedding wine.”

I came here to give congratulatory money, and my uncle’s share of the money will definitely be indispensable. The next thing that makes the second and third bedrooms unbearable is...

Xu Mian asked: "Have all Jin Yiwei's wedding gifts been collected in advance?"

Zhang Zhong, who was standing behind him and accompanied by eight royal guards, immediately said: "Take it. The elders of the Qianhu family gave 500 taels, and the younger ones gave 400 taels."

Xu Mian nodded and said nothing.

The second and third bedrooms almost fainted, and the colleagues all received four to five hundred taels of red envelopes. The implication is that the uncle cannot miss these numbers. Even if he gives five hundred taels, he can buy more than 100 acres of fertile land. Come on, hurry up.
Chapter completed!