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Chapter 3301 The god in my heart: the princess's sick piano teacher (54)

at this time--

Jin Zhong also discussed matters with the prince Ning Chengjie in the study with a heavy face. He had no idea that the eldest son he had liked for so many years was actually a merely low-key son he remembered.

Lin Jiayun was still comforting Jin Ningfu with great pains, and Jin Shuotian ran out to have fun and drink again.

"Mother!" Jin Ningfu pouted, looking dissatisfied: "Why do you think that eldest princess is suppressing Brother Chengjie!"

She will be the crown princess in the future, and she doesn't want to be oppressed by Ning Bai.

Especially in recent days, the prince's brother seems to be in a bad mood, and his status in the capital is also...

This made Jin Ningfu, who had always had a dream of a queen, feel anxious.

"Shut up." Lin Jiayun frowned, covered Jin Ningfu's mouth, and did not let her speak again. She whispered and said seriously: "Don't discuss the princess privately."

"No one can hear it." Jin Ningfu murmured in a low voice.

"That's not possible." Lin Jiayun whispered: "You are the eldest daughter of the Jin family. Now the crown princess should pay attention to every word and action, and you must not make any mistakes. Did you forget about the last banquet so quickly? You still don't have a memory."

"I understand!" Jin Ningfu said coquettishly: "I am just worried about the prince's brother."

"This is a political matter. You are a girl and don't need to know anything." Lin Jiayun sighed, "You should accompany the prince now, comfort him diligently, attend more noble banquets, and make connections. This is the best."

Jin Ningfu was anxious and couldn't listen at all. She pouted and didn't speak.

And at this time,

The maid beside Lin Jiayun lowered her head and walked in, saluted respectfully, and whispered: "Madam, someone is asking for a visit."

"who?"

"This... I don't know you." The maid hesitated for a while, and carefully recalled the face she just saw, and said inconspicuously: "But I feel a little familiar... I'm sorry, maybe it was the wet nurse who delivered the baby."

"Wuhan?" Lin Jiayun frowned slightly, unable to guess, but she felt uneasy in her heart, as if she was eager for something. The sudden emotion even she was a little surprised, "After so many years, what are you doing in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Obviously.

Such a question.

Only after meeting me can you get the answer.

"Ningfu, you go back first." Almost subconsciously, Lin Jiayun avoided Jin Ningfu.

Jin Ningfu was not thinking about this and didn't care about such things at all, so she said ok and walked out directly.

When she went out, Jin Ningfu happened to run into a middle-aged woman who was led in by a maid. She glanced inadvertently, with a trace of disdain in her eyes, and curled her lips and didn't take it seriously.

Princess's Mansion.

A snow-white dove hovered around the blue sky for several times, let out a chirping, swooped down from the high sky, and flew directly to the study of the princess's mansion.

The princess was dealing with the recent political affairs in the court. Suddenly she heard a scream. She lowered her eyes slightly, her pupils were stained with shading with gold. She just saw the dove staying on the window frame, flapping its snow-white wings and its slender legs wrapped around a small thing. Her eyes were staring at the girl's direction at this moment.

Ranbai glanced at it, Rongse stood up calmly, walked to the window, and took a rolled note from the pigeon's legs.

It's a letter.

The pigeon stood obediently on the window frame, very gentle, lying on his back and resting.

The girl next to her has picturesque eyebrows and long eyelashes drooping.

The snow-white and slender fingers slowly opened and smoothed the letter, and what caught my eye was the elegant and sharp font.

It goes without saying who the Feige delivers the letter is.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and looked at them word by word.

This is what the beginning of the letter is written.

"A month later, I have been missing for a long time. Everything in the army is stable, and I won the first battle, so don't worry about it..."

The letter was written very long, and Ranbai continued to read it without saying a word.

The young man stroked and stroked each stroke, and it seemed that he could see the elegant eyebrows and eyes of the leniency in his eyes, which was a bit stunning.

Jin Yao briefly talked about his situation in the army, but more about her, almost three words were inseparable from her, and she was meticulously given and worried about it.

This is not the first time Jin Yao has sent a letter.

In short, from the day Jinyao left the capital to the present, a month has passed without realizing it.

The good news about the victory of the first battle has been passed into the capital, Long Xinshiyue.

On average, every few days, Ranbai would receive a letter from Jinyao.

The letter was always very long, and she couldn't think of why Jinyao had so much to say.

But every letter was read word by word and responded.

But the princess is not good at speaking, she can't say any love words or care. Every time she responds to Jin Yao's questions in the letter in a plain way, and ends with just a few words.

Many times, Jin Yao told the princess in the letter, and the princess responded calmly, but the boy was still impatient with his annoyance.

The sunlight outside the window is clean and warm, and the autumn wind is not dry for ten miles. A few light white light falls between the princess's eyebrows and eyes, scattering like broken gold. Through the girl's slender white fingers, the scattering of the light on the snow-white letters, swaying the shadow of light.

The words on white and black paper are short and long, the shadow of the girl's fingers falls on the envelope and sways slightly, the halo is melting between the lines, and the pen and ink express the meaning of love.

Ranbai finished reading the letter in full, pondered for a while, and then walked back to the desk with the letter.

Put the letter paper in a rigorously and cleanly, then spread it flat and dip the letter paper in ink.

The princess wrote a few words with a serious attitude.

Everything is fine, don't worry.

A few words in black and white on snow-white letter paper

Extremely eye-catching.

Then……

Nothing happened.

Ranbai stopped writing, stared at the letter paper, wondering if he should respond to anything, but there was nothing to say.

Feng Luo raised his claws and covered his face silently. He really had no face to see it, and it was hard to describe it.

Every time the official captain writes you such a long letter, how many words do you reply to the host?!

The little thing is written so uniquely.

Fengluo is right.

"Host." Feng Luoshi couldn't stand it anymore and spoke earnestly.

Ranbai has put down his brush, "What."

"Your words..." Feng Luo thought about it and asked sincerely: "Compared to Jin Yao's letters, it seems too perfunctory."

Ranbai: "..."

Ranbai refused to answer Fengluo's question.

Feng Luo sighed: "Host, can you have a self-knowledge about you?"

If it is an official, every time it is happy to write a letter to others, and it will be written for a long time, but the other party will only say: "Yes.", "I know.", "Everything is OK.", etc., or it will be a brief answer to the question.

It probably vomits three liters of blood.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and smiled, with a hint of coldness in the evil spirit, "Get out."

Seal: "..."

Finished the ball.

#What should I do if I am angry when I ask the host online?

#Is it the anger that was exposed?

"Host." Feng Luo said slowly: "One sentence is too simple, otherwise you can say a few more words, even if you say hello.

"I'll teach you!"
Chapter completed!
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