Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 165 Reborn

Yao Zhimao kept the posture of delivering the letter with his waist bent, and the corners of his grinning mouth closed the moment the boy's tone fell.

The princess's letter is naturally addressed to His Highness
Where does your highness smell of gunpowder come from?
Is it
Getting a letter from the little princess annoyed him?

Uh.
Ever since His Highness came back from Kyoto, his mood is not quite right.

He scratched the back of his head, looked at the young man's sprinting back, and secretly shook his head with a bewildered expression.

Carrying the warm letter in his arms, Nan Xun's entire left atrium fluctuated rapidly.

The steps under his feet were fast, and as soon as he returned to the room, he closed the door tightly with a "bang", walked towards the seat by the table, and eagerly took out the letter from his arms.

Before he opened the letter, the curve of the corner of his lips could not help but be drawn.

After unfolding the page, the boy's gaze fixed on the paper shrank slightly.

The smile on the corner of his lips also subsided in an instant.

His long eyelashes were lowered, his handsome face was colder than the rapidly dropping temperature in the room.

I saw that the paper was blank, not even the smell of ink.

His eyes stayed on the paper, and the slender fingertips holding the paper became stiff.

That crazy woman brought a blank sheet of paper all the way?
Can't write, or don't want to write?
Even if I write down a word
I thought it would be a long and long love letter
There is a feeling of disappointment to the bottom.

This feeling made him want to go crazy for a moment.

With the palm of his hand, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it far away to the corner of the wall. With the other hand, he slapped the envelope on the table.

Suddenly feeling pain in the palm of his hand, he frowned and turned to look at the envelope.

When the acacia seed that was so tiny that it could hardly be seen appeared in front of his eyes, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Carefully put this acacia in the palm of his hand and looked at it, fortunately it was so hard that it was not broken by his palm just now.

As if finding a treasure, the haze dissipated from the youth's brows.

You know, she misses him.

It's just that the way she expresses her missing doesn't match her little fairy temperament.

Shouldn't it be a nasty love story?
This time it was too subtle to make people uncomfortable.

The young man smiled lightly, his eyes never leaving the bean in his palm.

Suddenly thought of something, he got up and rushed to the corner to pick up the paper he crumpled just now.

He wrapped Acacia carefully with that piece of paper, and put it into the sachet hanging on his waist.

Even the empty envelope was properly placed under the pillow on his bed.

The anxiety that had no place to rest just now disappeared the moment I received this bean.

No matter how cold the weather in Lingnan is, it can't resist her traveling thousands of miles to send charcoal in the snow.

A warm current surged from the bottom of the boy's heart, flowing through every part of his body.

Even if we are thousands of miles away from her at this time, is there no distance between the two hearts?

Even if he couldn't see her, couldn't touch her hair, or touch her cheek, but he could only pretend to be her in his heart.

So is she, isn't she?

Stepping out of the room again, his mood was a little different when facing the snowy sky.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his right leg, which had recovered rapidly...

There was color in the deep eyes, and finally it was no longer monotonously pale.

I have been in the trough for more than ten years, and I never thought that there would be any expectations in this life.

She gave him too many things that he couldn't even imagine, and made him experience the rebirth she told him.

That's right, he was reborn because of her.
　There are very few updates, and it is impossible to describe how serious this blacksmith's head is...

　　I am grateful to the babies who silently supported me and never gave up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)