The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 138 Lovesickness
When the group returned to Jiangfu, Ziyun helped Jingshu get out of the carriage when the doorman greeted her and enshrined a letter to Jingshu: "Miss Biao, your letter."

Jing Shu quickly took it, and when she saw the words "My Wife, Shu Er" on the envelope, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

After everyone entered the yard, Mrs. Tian greeted the younger generation and said: "After working hard for half a day, everyone go to my place and have some snacks before going back. Yesterday I ordered the kitchen to steam glutinous rice cakes."

Everyone agreed, but Jingshu declined politely: "I'm a little tired, and I'm not hungry. I'll go back and rest for a while, and come back at night."

She had just received Li Ling's letter, and she was anxious to go back to read the letter, so she didn't have the time to eat glutinous rice cakes.

But Tian didn't understand what Jing Shu was thinking, and persuaded: "Go to my place and finish eating before going back. I specially asked them to make your favorite red date bean paste for you."

Seeing this, Jiang Youchen, who was standing by Tian's side, said to his mother: "Since my cousin is tired, let her go back to rest. If my mother feels sorry for my cousin not being able to eat rice cakes, I will order someone to send them to her room later." .”

Hearing what his son said, Tian stopped insisting and said: "Then you go back and rest first, I will order someone to send it to you later."

Seeing that Jing Shu was about to leave, she couldn't help but reminded her: "Our family is going to have a reunion dinner tonight, so you can come over to Auntie earlier."

Jing Shu agreed to say goodbye to everyone, turned around and hurried back to the yard.

After entering the house, she didn't even care to take off her coat, so she hurriedly opened the letter.

Still so few words.

The errand is going well. I will arrive in Chaozhou in five days and wait for me.

Ziyun helped Jingshu take off her clothes, glanced at the pitifully few words on the letter paper, and couldn't help but look disgusted.

It's been half a month since we parted, and there are two letters in total, each with a few words, and I don't know what to say or read.

How boring!

Jingshu noticed Ziyun's disdain, and she still said the same sentence: "It's not like you don't know that your husband is a man of dumb words."

Her husband's good treatment of her is all in action, how can others understand.

Throwing down these words, Jing Shu ran to the couch in the inner room again, holding the letter like a baby and reading it over and over again.

The smile on the face is so sweet that it can soak out honey.

After reading it for a while and laughing for a while, she put the letter on her chest again, pouted and muttered to herself, "It's still five days, so long."

It's been less than half a month since we parted with Li Ling. During this period of time, she really realized what it means to not see each other for a day is like three autumns, and what it means to live a day like a year.

She really misses him.

In her previous life, Li Ling often had to go out, and sometimes it would take a year and a half to return after leaving for an expedition, and she didn't think about him like this.

She thought of the sense of solidity he brought her by holding her tightly, and his fiery chest, even if he looked silly occasionally, or often teased her childishly, it made her feel cute.

After thinking about it, the corners of her mouth showed a graceful arc again, and her face was also full of sweetness.

Ziyun, who was busy tidying up at the side, saw her young lady lying there with a sad face for a while, and a sweet face for a while, and couldn't help sighing in her heart: "Returning my uncle's letter is really more stupid than last time." sick.

Ziyun was secretly laughing at Jingshu here, looking up and seeing the big girl beside Tian from a distance, carrying a food box into the yard.

Ziyun hurriedly put down the work in hand, opened the door and went out.

Seeing Ziyun, the big girl smiled and said: "I ordered Miss Biao to send glutinous rice cakes."

Ziyun took the glutinous rice cake, the girl looked into the room subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Is Miss Biao asleep?"

How could Ziyun have the nerve to tell people that his master was holding the uncle's letter, and he was feeling lovesick inside, so he just said perfunctorily: "Yes, Miss fell asleep when she came back from being tired."

Hearing what Ziyun said, the girl didn't suspect him, and said in a low voice: "Then I'll go back first, after Miss Biao has rested, you can go to the front for dinner earlier in the evening."

Ziyun agreed, and went back to the house with the glutinous rice cakes. Seeing Jingshu still lying on the couch and staring at the letter, she couldn't help it anymore, and took the letterhead from her hand: "The last letter was ten or ten." As for the six characters, four are missing this time, and you are even more obsessed with it."

Jing Shu was not annoyed either, she looked at Zi Yun with a smile on her face and said, "He said he will return in five days."

Ziyun gave her an angry look: "Just a few words, the servant can see it at a glance."

She pushed Jing Shu and said: "Uncle Madam ordered someone to bring you rice cakes. After walking for half a day on the mountain road, you didn't have anything to eat at noon. Hurry up and eat two bites to fill your stomach."

Only then did Jingshu get off the ground, and after she sat down at the table and ate the glutinous rice cakes, she felt tired.

She changed into pajamas and went to bed intending to take a nap, but just as she closed her eyes, she couldn't help but took out Li Ling's letter from under the pillow, read it over and over again, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep contentedly.

After taking a nap for a while, Jing Shu got up to tidy up, and then rushed to her aunt in the front yard.

She had just left the courtyard with Ziyun when she happened to meet Jiang Youchen who came out of the courtyard.

When Tian was a child, in order to take care of the two young children conveniently, they lived in the yards next to each other.

Jiang Youchen saw Jingshu, with a warm smile on his face: "Have you rested up after walking on the mountain road for half a day?"

Jing Shu also had a warm smile on her face, and replied: "I just slept for a while, and I feel much better."

The two stopped talking too much, and walked towards the front yard together one after the other.

After taking care of him for several days, Mrs. Jiang, who had been ill all the time, has recovered. This time, the Jiang family is the most complete.

During the Cold Food Festival, although you can only eat cold food, it is also lively for the whole family to get together.

On the table, Tian glanced at Jing Shu, and said, "Since I came back from the mountain, how can I see Shu'er so happy? But is there any happy event?"

As soon as these words came out, Jing Shu's cheeks turned red slightly, and she faltered: "There is no happy event, maybe I went out for a walk with everyone in the morning, and my heart is open."

Ziyun, who was standing beside Jingshu, covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this.

Mrs. Zhang saw the appearance of the two masters and servants, and asked: "I saw that Shu'er accepted the letter when I came back, but is it from my uncle?"

Jing Shu lowered her head halfway and replied in a low voice: "It's him."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and asked, "But my uncle is coming back?"

Jing Shu's cheeks were slightly red, and she replied like a mosquito: "It is said that I will return in five days."

When Jiang Zhao heard that his niece and son-in-law were coming back, he told his youngest son, "Sanlang, you will accompany your cousin to the city to meet my uncle these few days."

Jiang Youchen replied "OK".

His face was still calm and breezy, and no one could see any flaws. Jiang Youchen picked up the jug in front of the table, filled a glass of sake, and drank it all in one gulp.

This wine is green plum wine for cold food festivals. The taste of the wine is light and not strong. As the wine slowly entered his stomach, Jiang Youchen felt his throat was burning hot.

(End of this chapter)