Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1244 Love Letters
I grabbed Xiaoqing and let them pass first.The Tibetan in the lead was asking the officials something in a low voice, and looked back at me again.

His reaction was very strange, as if he knew someone and had some doubts, so he looked frequently to confirm it. I seem to have become sensitive and paranoid recently. If anyone looks at me more, I always feel that there is something wrong with his eyes. I suspect that he has some intentions.

So, I watched quietly until the man turned back and bumped into my line of sight, and then I didn't move any more.

I thought to myself, maybe, someone like Ying Ning who looks a lot like me caught his attention?
"How is it? Did Chang An send you back last night and did he say anything to you?"

When I arrived at Zhang's mansion, I found Yinglan and took her to the gazebo to chat.Xuelian's child felt a little uncomfortable today, Xuelian wanted to accompany her to take care of her, so she didn't gather to chat with us. Taking advantage of this time, I immediately asked Yinglan if Chang'an sent her back last night.

After I asked, Yinglan blushed slightly, and said in a murmur, "I didn't say anything, that Chang Xiao kept looking at me, or he was just giggling, Chang An kept scolding him, and didn't say anything along the way." Feel free to tell me what to say."

"Then you don't take the initiative, talk to him." I sighed and shook my head.

"How can a girl take the initiative to talk to her?" Yinglan said in a low voice embarrassedly. "Besides, I was so nervous at the time. When he saw me, my heart was pounding, let alone talking."

I patted her and said, "That's not okay, it creates opportunities for you, and you have to know how to grasp them. If you can't say it, you have to write it. Ah, that's right!"

It suddenly occurred to me that in modern times, boys always write love letters when they pursue girls. Since Yinglan can't save face, writing love letters is a good idea.And I have experience, this can't help me.

I took Yinglan's hand and told her my idea with a smile. Yinglan looked at me with wide eyes in surprise and shook her head in fright, "No, no, I dare not write, and besides, I can't write. "

"You won't, I will! I'll write it for you!" I didn't give her a chance to back down, and patiently encouraged her slowly: "Tell you, it's hard to find a man with such good conditions in Chang'an even with a lantern. Go to him." There are too many matchmakers at home, if you don't hurry up, you will be preempted by other girls. I really hope that Chang An can choose you, marry him, and have a good life for you in the future."

(End of this chapter)