After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 60 Letters
  Hey.

Lin Zhiyu sighed softly in her heart. She knew that Jiang Tongmiao's child would not be born no matter what.

Although Jiang Tongmiao and Jiang Wanning are not actually related by blood, they are still in the name of the Jiang family.

Nowadays, Jiang Sheng has great power. If a member of the Jiang family gives birth to the emperor's eldest son, the power in the court will inevitably be unbalanced.

If Lin Zhiyu remembered correctly, the child in Jiang Tongmiao's belly would be stillborn in the near future. As for whether there was Zhou Tingchen's instruction behind it, she didn't know.

Now that the Jiang sisters have turned against each other, Lin Zhiyu is happy to see this happen, as he prefers to sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers.

Jiang Wanning was anxious to go back and question Jiang Tongmiao, so she didn't want to talk to Lin Zhiyu any more and hurried away.

"It's really weird that both of them are trying to win over the young lady."

Lin Xiaolian curled her lips and said, "Young lady is the future third princess, and she is not a member of the palace. She has nothing to do with her, so she is really busy."

Lin Zhiyu casually picked up a candied fruit, tossed it high and threw it into his mouth: "Maybe someone was behind this matter, so we'd better be careful."

The water in the palace becomes muddy the more you wade through it, and if you are not careful, you will get stains all over your body.

It is really difficult to live a comfortable life.

"Miss, there is a letter from the Third Prince." Qiaoxiu opened the door and came in, holding a rolled-up letter in her hand.

"Letter?" Lin Zhiyu took the letter with doubts on his face. The fastest post station was hundreds of miles away from Cheng'en Temple. With the manpower required to travel back and forth, he would not receive the letter that night anyway.

Qiao Xiu explained: "The homing pigeon is fast and can ignore the inconvenience of the terrain, so it is faster."

Lin Zhiyu suddenly realized.

The letter paper was a little wrinkled, as if it had been written hastily somewhere, but even with charcoal, Zhou Zijin's handwriting was still as usual, not sloppy at all, just like him, gentle, generous and not overstepping the rules.

It started with "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and I hope to show my confidence in my face." Lin Zhiyu's face suddenly turned red.

Lin Xiaolian joked: "I just met you in the morning, and I said I missed you in the evening. Ouch, Miss, why are you blushing?"

Continuing to look down, there is a summary of what he has seen in just one day, and he also mentioned "Qiuqiu has worked hard, remember to feed him more."

"Who is Qiuqiu?" Lin Zhiyu asked with a slight frown.

A little embarrassment appeared on Qiao Xiu's face: "Qiuqiu is the homing pigeon."

The other two people burst out laughing. They didn't expect that Qiaoxiu, who looked serious on the outside, would actually give his homing pigeon such a cute name.

"Miss, would you like to write one too?" Qiaoxiu pointed to Qiuqiu waiting at the window frame, "I haven't told the prince about today's events."

The implication is that Lin Zhiyu can use this matter to act coquettishly with Zhou Zijin and talk about his grievances.

Qiuqiu shook his head and let out a dissatisfied "coo" twice, seeming to be complaining about the increasing workload.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. I can handle it myself." Lin Zhiyu thought about it, but still felt it was inappropriate. "If I tell him, I'm afraid it will only increase my worries."

Qiao Xiu said: "This is what is written in all the scripts. If you say anything, women will act coquettishly and men will wander." These words seemed to be hot on the tongue. Qiao Xiu's voice was not as loud as before, and she became more and more embarrassed. .

"Where did you learn these words from?" Lin Zhiyu played Qiaoxiu in a gentle and gentle way, which made Qiao Xiu's head go crazy.

Before Qiao Xiu could answer, Lin Xiaolian complained hurriedly: "Her room is full of story books. After finishing her work every day, she hides in the room and reads them!"

As she said that, Lin Xiaolian counted on her fingers: "The Legend of the Unparalleled Heroes" and "Two or Three Things About the Overbearing General and Me"..."

Qiaoxiu was really anxious now, her whole body was as red as a ripe shrimp: "You are rummaging through my things, you are reasonable, right?"

She had been trained as a secret guard around Zhou Zijin since she was a child. Unexpectedly, she still had the same girlish thoughts as a normal girl. Lin Zhiyu only felt cute in her heart.

I think I was also deceived by these words at the beginning, so that when faced with Zhou Tingchen's sugar-coated bullets, I naively thought I had found true love.

Lin Zhiyu was worried, but there was still a smile on her lips, watching the two people in front of her playing and quarreling. During this time, she was most worried about Lin Xiaolian's condition. Although she started to take the initiative to joke, she still felt that she was not As natural as before.

Seeing the way she and Qiao Xiu were fighting each other now, it was like going back to before the incident. Lin Zhiyu's heart, which had been hanging on, was a little relieved.

As everyone knows, there is someone on the other side, waiting and waiting for no reply, racking his brains to create what she calls "sugar-coated bombs."

A bonfire had been lit not far away, and the soldiers accompanying the army had rested.

Guard Jian Ying hugged his sword and leaned facelessly on the wooden post on the side, already snoring.

The camp was simple and crude. Zhou Zijin could only find a small tree stump and spread out the letter paper. After thinking about it, he found that there was nothing to write, and his brows knitted together.

"Hey, wake up, don't sleep." Listening to Jian Ying's snoring, Zhou Zijin felt depressed and simply shook Jian Ying awake from his sleep.

Jian Ying wiped the saliva that was about to flow to his mouth in confusion, turned around and saw that his prince was still writing a letter, and broke down and said: "My Lord, this person didn't reply, maybe he can't take the message. "

"You mean, she has nothing to talk to me?" Zhou Zijin frowned and shook the letter in front of him away, "There are so many things going on every day, why do you have nothing to talk about?"

Jian Ying felt that his prince's IQ had plummeted since his engagement to the eldest girl of the Lin family, so he simply snatched away the half-written letter from Zhou Zijin, touched his chin, and looked thoughtful.

"Hey, what are these? What did you eat at night, what did you do? This is just a running list!" Jian Ying pointed at the piece of paper, "Girls are all emotional, you just talk This has no nutrition at all, and everyone knows how to feed horses what they want."

"What's wrong with a horse? How can we compare?" Zhou Zijin squinted and read his letter again, "I think there's nothing wrong with it."

"Otherwise, I will give you some advice. If she replies, can you raise your salary later?" Jian Xiangying's eyes lit up as if he had seen a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Zhou Zijin couldn't hold it back and rolled his eyes at him.

The request was rejected, and Jian Ying became sluggish again: "If you don't listen, forget it. Just think about it yourself. The little one will go to bed first."

Just as he closed his eyes, Jian Ying felt someone pat him.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw Zhou Zijin's handsome face, which startled Jian Ying: "Wang, Wangye, is the distance between us a little ambiguous?"

Zhou Zijin then sat back and coughed unnaturally: "Why don't you just talk about it?"

(End of this chapter)