You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 138
Wen Qing'er gradually calmed down, thinking that Tong Huo didn't know a single character, and when he signed the deed, he must have written what he wrote. Maybe he didn't know it himself, and maybe there was a turning point for this matter.

Wen Qing'er knew no matter how good a housekeeper was, if she wanted to buy someone in, she had to ask for that person's identity!
It's a pity that Chun's body deed is still in her hands, so how did Tong Huo sign the deed?Once the one-month period comes, how can the casino come to Wen's mansion to please people?
Could it be possible to rob it by force?

It's only 100 taels of silver, the casino can't do anything against the Wen family, Wen Qing'er can't figure it out, now she can only appease Xichun first, and she has to think carefully about the rest.

Ask Nianxia to go back to accompany Xichun to rest. Before Nianxia heard faint crying outside the door, seeing Xichun's eyes were red and swollen, she didn't ask any more questions, just followed the girl's order, and took Xichun back to the house to rest. .

In the morning, he participated in a farce in the palace, and he hadn't stopped since he came back, and he had a good time to appease Xichun, and the more he thought about it, the more difficult it became.

The stomach was empty and still full of thoughts, Wen Qing'er pinched the brows and asked Yidong to serve some porridge and side dishes casually.

After a little food, Wen Qing'er backed away, changed into a homely dress and couldn't wait to lie down on the couch, pulled out the envelope under the brocade quilt, nestled in the corner of the bed, and carefully opened the seal with a hairpin.

Opened the camouflaged envelope on the outer layer of paste, revealing the inner envelope. There was no writing on the envelope, only a small portrait was outlined in the middle.

With just a few strokes, one can tell who is in the painting, the ink hair is like a waterfall, the black eyebrows are swept lightly, the almond eyes are shy, and the lips are cinnabar. Who else can it be if it's not Wen Qing'er?

Just this small portrait made Wen Qinger blush, it turned out that A Yu also painted her.

Wen Qing'er suppressed her shyness, opened the envelope, and slowly pulled out a small stack of letter paper folded in three.

Before it was opened, a small flattened wild flower floated out of it. The pink petals were slightly curled. Wen Qing'er twisted the flower stem and brought it close to the tip of her nose.

Opening the letter paper, Wen Qing'er smiled, and it was indeed as Ying Si said, Ying Yu wrote a full seven pages.

Most of this letter wrote about what he had seen along the way and the scenes of the frontier. Unlike the prosperity and magnificence of the capital, the frontier is more lonely.

During the war, there were horns of iron horses and glaciers, but now there is only the shaving wind that stirs up sand and dust, and it is even worse in the garrison.

Throughout the year, only winter is the color of snow, and the heavy snow can flood most of the houses. The other three seasons are covered with black rocks and loess, and at this time, there are still some green and yellow withered grass and a few tenacious wild flowers.

But the people in Shucheng have grown up here for generations, and they don't feel bitter.

There are few colors in the city, so the common people like to wear flowered clothes. There is a half-mountain at the border of the city, half of which is full of loess, and half of which is full of colorful flowers. Girls also like to pick some wild flowers to decorate themselves.

The wild flowers brought by the trust letter were picked by Ying Yu from this mountain. The letter also said that in the spring of next year, Shucheng will open a mutual market in the sacrifice city of Hu State. By then, the lives of the people in the small towns that form the border will be better. .

He also said that going back and forth between the border and the capital in previous years didn't feel like it, only the wind, food, camping and wind and rain accompanied him along the way.

This time, thanks to Qingqing's snacks, the journey didn't feel bitter, but I had some concerns in my heart. No matter where I went, I only felt that the capital was the best.

I can't wait to grow my wings and fly back to the place where the person I care about is. Even if I can't see it, it is enough to comfort me.

　Ying · mouth wiped honey · Yu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)