Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1674 Letters
"Kill her! Kill her!"

Ying Baoyue heard the curses of the court ladies.

Not long after she came back, she was brought back to Efang Palace by Guichen's father, Guichang.Just outside her bedroom, she met a thin female official who was being beaten and scolded by other palace people.

Even though the female officer was kicked to the ground, she tried her best to protect a bag around her waist, which left a deep impression on her.

That's right, that female officer was the female officer Yao who married her to Nanchu later.

Ying Baoyue stared at the two kits in Song Qian's hands, both of which were only the size of a palm, one light and one darker in color, the dark one was embroidered with the Fang Sheng pattern, and the light one was embroidered with the Ruyi pattern.

The dark one is almost the same style and pattern as the brocade pouch that Miss Yao always wears around her waist, except that the one around Miss Yao's waist is a bit more worn out.

"your Highness?"

Seeing Ying Baoyue staring at the bag in his palm, Song Qian's heart thumped.

Thinking of the strange words written by his uncle in the letter, his mood became more and more complicated.

"Sorry, I was distracted," Ying Baoyue came back to his senses and asked, "Is this what your uncle...Jun Hua brought to me?"

"Well," Song Qian nodded, looking straight into Ying Baoyue's eyes and suddenly said, "Your Highness, I don't know anything."

"what?"

Ying Baoyue was taken aback.

"I said I don't know anything," Song Qian took a deep breath and said very solemnly, "I'm just a messenger."

As for why Ying Baoyue knew his uncle, why his uncle asked him to bring something to her all the time, why he didn't give it to her until now, and what secrets are hidden in these two things, he doesn't know anything.

That's right, he didn't know anything, didn't want to know, let alone dared to know.

Song Qian froze and handed the two kits to Ying Baoyue. The moment he handed them over, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is what my uncle sent a caravan to deliver it in a hurry eight hundred miles away before we left the Great Wall of Eternal Night."

Ying Baoyue heard for the first time that the caravan can be expedited by [-] miles.

Seeing Ying Baoyue's delicate expression, Song Qian was also a little embarrassed, but he could only bite the bullet and continue.

The two kits were sent in an envelope, and besides the kits, there was also a letter from his uncle in the envelope.

The letter was signed with his uncle's name, but it was stamped with his father's jade seal.

The first time Song Qian opened this letter and saw this scene, he almost knelt in fright.

If it wasn't for the fact that the letter said he had borrowed Brother Wang's jade seal, he would almost have thought that his uncle had robbed his father of the throne.

In short, a good family letter was made into an imperial decree by his uncle, and every item written on it became a royal order, and he had to strictly obey every word.

"My uncle told me to give you these two kits when I have to leave you."

Song Qian stretched out his finger and pointed to the light-colored wishful-pattern bag in Ying Baoyue's hand, "My uncle said, when you really don't know what to do, open this light-colored bag."

Ying Baoyue was startled, stretched out his hand and squeezed the light-colored brocade bag, and found that there was a rustling sound inside, as if some letter was hidden there.

Song Zhai is the smartest person she has ever met in this life, so the letter in this light-colored kit is his advice to her when she encounters a desperate situation?
"What about this one?"

Ying Baoyue raised the dark kit and asked.

She didn't know why she cared more about this one.

What is hidden in this brocade bag, which is exactly like the one cherished by Mrs. Yao?
"This one?"

Song Zhai was stunned, "This one..."

His expression was a little subtle, "This kit doesn't belong to my uncle."

"what?"

Ying Baoyue was stunned again.

"My uncle said, this kit is something you deposited with him."

Looking at the kit bag that Ying Baoyue held in his palm, Song Qian didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask.

Although the pattern of the dark brocade pouch is ordinary, the stitches are not exquisite, and it looks like it was embroidered in a hurry, the Fang Sheng pattern is also smooth and stable, not a pattern that makes people think about it like the concentric knot of mandarin ducks.

But giving tips to each other, no matter how you look at it, it's like giving a token of love between a man and a woman...

Song Zhai complained endlessly in his heart, he really didn't want to know about his uncle's romantic history.

Knowing too much is fatal.

"This is... my stuff?"

Ying Baoyue stared blankly at the dark brocade bag in her palm, squeezed it, but found that it seemed to be empty, with nothing in it.

Before she saw the brocade pouch beside Ms. Yao's waist, she had no impression of this brocade pouch.

"Your Highness, don't you know?"

Song Zhai was taken aback for a moment, feeling slightly relieved.

"My uncle didn't say whether it belongs to you or not. He only said that you put it in his place. It might be someone else's. Of course, it might be my uncle's nonsense."

Song Qian shrugged.

His uncle acted in a disorderly manner, but he was so wise that he was almost a monster. He always liked to make some weird hints, and his every move always had a deep meaning.

This time, by bringing the kit to Ying Baoyue, Song Zhai may be trying to convey to her that there may be nothing.

But in short, he is a mortal and cannot understand the actions of a genius.

Ying Baoyue twirled the kit in her hand again with her fingertips to confirm that it was indeed empty.

The kit was sealed with a pin, but for some reason, she didn't want to open it.

"Your uncle...does he really have nothing else to say to me?"

Song Qian was startled, then frowned and recalled, "There is a sentence written at the end."

But that sentence had no beginning or end, and he couldn't even be sure if he said it to Ying Baoyue, and he didn't mention it just now.

Ying Baoyue squeezed the dark kit tightly in her hand, "What did he say?"

Song Qian thought for a while and said, "He said, since you're back, you can deliver it yourself."

Ying Baoyue was shocked.

She didn't understand, but she was shocked.

Now that I'm back...

Song Zhai really knew everything.

Is that man a monster?

Seeing Ying Baoyue standing still holding the kit bag, Song Qian asked suspiciously, "His Royal Highness?"

Does this sentence have any special meaning?

"Ah, I'm sorry," Ying Baoyue came back to her senses, raised her head and stared into Song Qian's eyes, "Is there nothing else to say?"

She understands the meaning of the words "since you're back", but what does "go and deliver it yourself" mean?
What is she going to give?Who is she going to give it to?
Song Qian's heart trembled from Ying Baoyue's stare, but he thought about it for a while, then shook his head, "No more."

The letter from his uncle came to an abrupt end here.

"Really..." Ying Baoyue lowered her head.

"Your Highness, I have delivered the things, and I brought the things I want to take with me." Song Zhai coughed a few times, looked at the dazed girl in front of him, and showed a gentle smile, "I can only accompany you here."

"Song Qian?"

Ying Baoyue raised her head and looked at the young man who looked like Song Zhai in front of her.

Although everything was entrusted by Song Zhai, this young man who was spoiled and spoiled since childhood insisted on walking with them until now.

Song Qian turned around and staggered towards the entrance of the cave, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around.

"Your Highness," he said softly, looking into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "It's not all because of my uncle's letter that I can persist here."

Ying Baoyue's heart skipped a beat and she stared at him blankly.

Looking at the girl with a pale face but still standing upright like a green bamboo, Song Qian smiled.

His uncle said at the beginning that if he did what he said, he would get something, probably referring to his current mood.

Song Qian turned around and bowed to the girl behind him.

"Your Highness, I wish you prosperous martial arts."

You are sure to reach the highest peak.

Song Qian silently blessed in his heart.

"Song Qian!"

Ji Jiashu and Li Ji, who were sitting by the crack of the stone, stood up and gave a salute to the boy who passed by them.

"After that, I will leave it to you."

Song Qian returned the salute, bumped fists with the two, then dodged through the cracks in the rocks, jumped and disappeared into the wind and snow.

"Song Qian!"

Ying Baoyue strode to the edge of the rock, but at this moment, the heavy boulder in front of the three of them suddenly moved.

"This is……"

Sensing the strange atmosphere suddenly surging in the cave, Li Ji turned his head abruptly.

With a bang, the boulder rolled.

The heavy stone door slammed shut.

Suddenly there was darkness in front of him, and Ji Jiashu, Li Jiying and Baoyue were all imprisoned in it.

　The world of three, how exciting that is.

　　Fang Sheng pattern: Han traditional allegorical patterns.Fang Sheng is an ornament of ancient women.Refers to the large diamond-shaped stripes (24 ∧ shapes) composed of dark brown and light brown on both sides of the back of Viper, and the tops of the "∧" shapes are connected or slightly interlaced on the midline of the back (spine), commonly known as "Fangsheng stripes" .A simple understanding is that two rhombus pressure angles are superimposed to form a pattern or pattern.Katsuhara is a hair ornament worn by the "Queen Mother of the West" in ancient Han mythology.

　　
　
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