Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 1245 Create a Love Letter

After some persuasion by me, Yinglan was tempted, she lowered her head shyly and secretly happy, and nodded from time to time.When I asked her if she was confident, she hesitated, as if she still had some scruples, and stammered, "That Chang Xiao looks a bit...not easy to mess with..."

"Chang Xiao?" If Yinglan is dating Chang An, that good Chang Xiao is indeed an obstacle. I thought about it, although that kid is a bit difficult, but I can still deal with it, "Don't be afraid of him, as long as you concentrate on trying to please Chang An That's enough, I'll deal with that kid!"

"... But, but I don't know how to write love letters, so I'm ashamed." She blushed even more, and said in a low voice.

As long as she has confidence, writing a love letter is just a trivial matter.I patted her on the shoulder and said quite generously: "Don't worry, I'm here. You don't need to confess your love to Chang An, just write a touching love letter and send it to him. It's hard to make him fall in love! "

Seeing how confident I was, Yinglan was more or less infected and gained a little self-confidence. She looked at me expectantly, and praised with joy: "Sister, you are so kind to me, I don't even know how to repay you." .”

"What kind of repayment is the family talking about? If you really want to repay me, you should pursue Chang An well. If you catch him one day earlier, I will be relieved." I blinked my eyes with a smile.

She blushed and nodded seriously.

The mobilization work on Yinglan's side has been successfully completed, and the rest is my business. I made an appointment with Yinglan to meet in the next afternoon, and immediately went back to the house to focus on more important things.

Whether the combination can be successful depends on the next job, which is the key to success or failure: writing love letters.

As soon as I got home, I went into the study and buried myself in my desk, took a brush, grinded it, tore off a blank page, and started brewing those beautiful words and sentences.

I thought about all the heart-pounding love sentences in ancient and modern China and abroad, and then started to write them.The first sentence, "Dear Chang An," wrote here, and suddenly remembered that the word "Dear" seemed too intimate in this dynasty, and it was not suitable for Yinglan, and it would make her appear too frivolous.I crumpled it up and threw it into the wastebasket, and retook a page to write again.

I seldom come in this study room, Ting Lu has been using it all the time, I didn't expect that I was working hard here today to write a love letter.

(End of this chapter)