After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 715 Lost Contact
Since Zhao Yangyang returned to Xijiang, Song Mianmian has been keeping in touch with her.

After nearly a year, although Zhao Yangyang hasn't built a college in Xijiang, he has taken in a few girls.

Song Mianmian also told about Wang Mengshu in this letter.

At the beginning, Zhao Yangyang also admired Sister Shu very much.

A letter was also a little heavier because she thought about Wang Mengshu.

After Song Mianmian finished writing, she picked up the letter paper and looked at it, then put it in an envelope and handed it to Zhimei, "Ask someone to send it to Yangyang."

It is difficult to communicate between countries, but fortunately, now that a peace treaty has been signed and a mutual market has been opened, letters can be delivered all the time.

However, even if the correspondence between Song Mianmian and Zhao Yangyang was delivered to the other party, what they got was news from a long time ago.

Even so, they will still be happy for each other.

Time passed quickly, and it was summer in a blink of an eye.

The weather was getting hotter every day, so Song Mianmian didn't want to go out any more, and stayed at home to tease her daughter.

Every once in a while, Zhou Yu and Zhou went into the palace to see Xiao Lingling, and they lived a peaceful and comfortable life.

Early July.

As usual, Song Mianmian chose a day with good weather, sat at the desk by the window, opened the letter paper, and wrote with a pen.

Yang Yang:

But as soon as he wrote two words, Song Mianmian frowned, and the pen hung in the air for a while, before dropping a large ink dot on the letter paper with a "snap".

Song Mianmian turned to look at Zhimei and Xiaolu who were playing with their daughter, "When was the last time I received a letter from Yangyang?"

When Zhao Yangyang first returned to Xijiang, there was a letter every two or three days. As time went by, the communication between the two gradually became stable.

One letter per month.

But this time...

"Last time, it was May." Zhimei thought for a while and said.

She is careful, and she remembers all these things.

Having said that, she also felt something was wrong, and hurriedly handed Tangtang to the nurse, and walked to the desk, "Yes, why hasn't the princess written a letter for two months? Could something have happened?"

Xiao Lu frowned, "Even if something happens, the princess will send a letter explaining the situation."

Although Zhao Yangyang is young, she is very responsible, otherwise she would not have returned to Xijiang in the extremely reluctant situation.

"Yes." Song Mianmian agreed.

Several people looked at each other, and a thought came to their minds: What happened to Zhao Yangyang?

If it was in the capital, Song Mianmian would have someone prepare a carriage and go straight there.

But Zhao Yangyang was far away in Xijiang, and it would take a month to get there even if he set off immediately.

Xiao Lu's eyes flickered, "Ma'am, let me inquire."

Song Mianmian nodded, "Okay."

After a pause, she picked up the pen again, uncovered the stained letter paper, and picked up the pen again.

But this time it was written to Qi Yuyao.

After a while, she handed the letter to Zhimei, "Have someone send it to Cheng's house."

The Cheng family's property is spread all over Dazhou, and even the other three countries have also dabbled in it. Perhaps Cheng Jiuzhou can know a thing or two.

After making all these arrangements, she decided to ask Xie Yuan when he came back.

Zhimei was the first to come back.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Cheng read the letter, and she said that she will send the message when she finds out more clearly."

Expected reply.

Song Mianmian nodded and continued to tease the daughter in her arms.

Now Tangtang can already sit up, and even barely able to crawl, the little girl's skin is pinkish white, and her whole body is chubby.

The little hands and feet are just like lotus root festivals, white and tender, and wearing the little red clothes that Song Mianmian prepared for her, they are not too cute.

(End of this chapter)