Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Although these things are not expensive, they are the fourth prince Wuyou's concern for Yun Sheng, and Yun Sheng never knew that the fourth prince Wuyou, who is busy with government affairs all day and rarely spends time alone with him, will be very concerned about his daily life. She knows so much about what she likes and uses, which shows that she is so careful.

"Put all these things back together." Yun Sheng pointed to the things in front of him and said to Qiao Yue.

Qiaoyue agreed with a smile, and Yun Sheng returned to the room with the letterhead that Fan Rui presented just now.

The newlyweds need to leave for several months, even though it is only a month now, but when I think back to leaving Chang'an, it seems to be a long time ago.

There was no handwriting on the envelope, Yun Sheng unwrapped the seal, and took out the thin letterhead inside.

The letter is only a simple sentence, a few words.

There are no gorgeous sentences, no poetic poems and songs, just simple greetings one by one.

"Yun'er, everything is fine with me, how are you?"

A line of handsome handwriting is so familiar.

Yun Sheng could even imagine that in front of the window under the moonlight, the dim candlelight reflected his slightly frowning brows.He hesitated for a long time to pick up the pen, but in the end only this line of writing came down.

I'm fine, you don't need to worry.

How are you? That's all I want to know.

In the room in the afternoon, the warm sunshine of early winter poured into the room through the rhombus window.

The burning charcoal stove in the room is slowly emitting heat, making the room as warm as spring.

Yun Sheng's slender fingers pinched the thin letter paper, the corners of his lips raised involuntarily, and his smile was heart-warming.

A soft reprimand: "You're so petty, it's just this one sentence."

But amidst the soft reprimand in a low voice, it was warm love.

She picked up the inkstone on the side, dripped a few drops of water, and then slowly grinded the ink. She held the pen in her hand, rolled up her long sleeve with one hand, looked at the letter paper in front of her, and wrote down the pen with a smile.

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Life in Yingzhuang is very simple, sometimes Yun Sheng would think that if the Fourth Prince Wuyou was here, she might not want to go back to Chang'an.

I don't want to go back to the siege that is full of intrigues and conspiracy tracks.

But occasionally, in such a flash, or in a dream at midnight in the cold night, the 35 coffins of the Bai family were like a mountain, pressing heavily on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Master Bai's amiable smile, his love for him, his meticulous care, and his mother who is still insane at this moment.

Yun Sheng's heart hardened again.

If she doesn't fight back, then the matter of the Bai family will only be the beginning, and the Fourth Prince's Mansion will follow one after another.

Everyone yearns for ease, few people are willing to spend every day in intrigue and intrigue, and a few people want to take their lives with blood.

But sometimes when you are forced to the edge of a cliff, you are forced to

Things in Yingzhuang are now on the right track, one side is handed over to Ran Yi, and the other side has Lan Yan to work hard, even if Yun Sheng doesn't need to mediate from it, they can still follow the steps.

Seeing this, Yun Sheng felt that it was almost time, so he planned to leave first.

Because before leaving, I had said something to the Fourth Prince Wuyou.

She is going to find someone.

That evening, Yun Sheng approached Ran Yi and talked about her leaving first.

Ran Yi didn't react much after hearing this, as if he had already expected this to happen.

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