daily life

Chapter 89

The second wife returned to Xifu crying, went straight to Guangji hall, and cried bitterly with the old lady.

The deadline is seven days, and now four days have passed.The old lady knew that there were only two ways at the moment: follow the path drawn out by the elder, or let Xiang Zhixuan hand over the sum of money in her hand.

That night, Xi Lang sat at his desk and wrote a letter to a foreign official.

Xiang Zhixuan walked over slowly, handed him a cup of hot tea, and then picked up the ink stick to grind the ink.

Xi Lang reminded her: "It's just a letter, and that's it."

"I still want to write a letter." Xiang Zhixuan's hand stopped, "Do you want to write a letter? The old lady will come to ask me for money sooner or later. I can't give it to her. Will she give it to Xiang's family?" Put pressure on them to make things difficult for eldest sister and eldest brother-in-law?"

"No need. Don't believe me?" He told her about the Xiang family. At least in the short term, the Xiang family will obey his orders and will not be manipulated by the old lady.

Xiangzhi hurriedly said: "No, just in case."

"I won't take anything I'm not sure about." He said, and he had already written the letter.

"Write it down." Xiang Zhixuan saw that there were only a few words on the letter paper, and smiled.

Xi Lang stood up, picked up the scattered books and papers, called Hanxiao to take the letter to Zhao He, sent it as soon as possible, and then went to take a bath.

After Xiang Zhixuan took a bath and changed into her pajamas, she thought of the two letters he had written to her, found them in her letter box, and read them on the bed.

It happened that Xi Lang also came back to take a rest, so she hurriedly put away the letter.He glanced at it, "Are you still keeping it?"

"Of course I have to keep it." Xiangzhi Xuan said, "Your handwriting is beautiful, and you are the first man to write to me."

"Why did you remember to watch today?"

"Count the number of words and see if the letter you wrote to me has a little more words than the letter just now."

Xi Lang laughed haha, "The result?"

"More." Xiang Zhixuan put the letter back into the envelope, put it in the book again, and pressed it under the pillow, "I'm too lazy to move, I'll put it back in the letter box tomorrow." Then she arched it into his arms, sighing contentedly, " It's so warm and comfortable."

Xi Lang smiled and patted her on the back.

"By the way, you won three games in a row today, what kind of prize do you want?" Before playing chess today, it was agreed to divide the winners and losers.She was a little distracted, and he won three rounds happily, but he still couldn't think of a suitable lottery, so he only said to talk about it later.

Xi Lang said casually: "You can figure it out, just give me some favors." How could he really want something from her.

"Well, let me think about it, let me make you a dress. Your clothes are easy to make, and you don't need to embroider patterns, and you don't have to worry about choosing colors." She said, putting her arms around his waist, thinking about today What the doctor said.

The imperial doctor said that his injuries are no longer serious, and the hidden dangers of bones and joints still require acupuncture, but only once every three days in the future.He also said that he can move around as he pleases, just don't use knives and guns.

She smelled the clear scent of medicine on his body, and wanted to see how the medicinal bath would be effective, so she put her hand on his back, found a scar, and moved her fingertips along the direction of the scar.

The imperial physician also tried his best for his trauma.After the wound healed and scabbed, it was still bandaged with medicine, and after removing the bandage, he was asked to take a daily medicinal bath for conditioning.

This kind of care is because there will be no more accidents.

Thinking of this, she began to caress his back unconsciously.

The slightly cool fingers at first felt very warm and comfortable.

(End of this chapter)