After Han Sa left Beijing, his life was worse than being beaten by a raven every day in the capital. At least, he knew every day that it was time to be beaten. After the beating, he would apply some medicine, and the next day he would be beaten He is a lively and energetic hero.
But after leaving Beijing, life was in dire straits, and every day he was on the verge of the prince going berserk or about to go berserk.
Therefore, Han Sa was really looking forward to Xia Chu's reply even more than Xiao Mubai.
The only thought I have is when the young master can write a letter to save me from the daily fear.
His wish was answered at 3:03 on August 25. When he took out Xia Chu's letter from the scroll box at the feet of Mastiff Eagle, Han Sa almost had the urge to cry.
He opened his mouth, smiling like a fool, kissed the letter, turned around and walked quickly towards the river where Xiao Mubai got up to practice his sword in the morning.
After Xiao Mubai returned to camp this time, the place where he practiced sword practice every morning was changed to the river.
On the first day, Han Sa didn't know that Xiao Mubai could not be found in the Manchu camp early in the morning, and he was shocked. In the end, he even ordered the entire King Mo camp to stop morning exercises to look for him.
Xiao Mubai hurried back from the river amidst the shouts of thousands of people. He thought something big had happened in the army. After learning the whole story, he rewarded Han Sa with fifty military sticks on the grounds that he had disturbed the morale of the army.
The torturer was an upright new recruit who swung fifty military sticks solidly. If Han Sa hadn't brought a lot of good medicine given by Xia Chu with him, he might have had to lie down for more than a month as soon as he returned to the military camp...
Han Sa was applying the medicine while his mind was full of confusion. Why did he have to move to the river so far away to practice his sword in the morning? He had nothing to do...
Although he had many thoughts in his heart, he did not dare to ask.
Now that he had used Qinggong under his feet, he didn't dare to waste a moment and rushed towards the river.
In the autumn at the end of August, the sky was already bright at 3:00 a.m., and Han Sa was still far away, but he had already shouted loudly to the clear and handsome figure overlapped in the early morning sun: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! There is a letter from the young master!”
In the open grassland, the hunting morning wind carried a cold cry into Xiao Mubai's ears. The figure dancing the sword in the air paused for a moment. After a whistle, Zang was eating grass and drinking water by the river. Hong, snorted and ran happily under Xiao Mubai, caught him steadily and headed towards Han Sa's direction.
Han Safei was out of breath. After seeing Xiao Mubai approaching, he was able to catch his breath and fell from the air. He handed over the precious letter that he had been holding in his hand.
Xiao Mubai probably had just practiced swordplay, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face was rosy with blood. Although his face was still cold, Han Sa discovered that for twenty-five days in a row, The coldness emanating from him dissipated.
Sure enough, it was the young master's fault. Before the prince even read the letter, his mood had already turned from the storm.
Xiao Mubai took the letter, but did not open it immediately. He stared at the envelope for a moment, held it in his hand, whipped his horse and galloped away in an instant.
Hansha was left alone in the morning wind. After a long time, he sighed, raised his breath, and used Qing Kung Fu to rush back to the camp without leaving his feet off the ground.
Xiao Mubai returned to the main account and sat beside the case, looking at the letter in his hand but not opening it for a long time.
After waiting for twenty-five days, he finally got a reply. For a moment, he felt that it was a bit unreal. He guessed in his mind what Xia Chu might write, whether he was angry and questioning him, or remembering the time when he ate his meat pie and had a soft mouth. He generously bypassed him and left without saying goodbye.
After a moment, he slowly opened the letter with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.
There were only eleven words on the large paper in the letter: You are the joy of youth, and vice versa.
The handwriting is wildly cursive and wantonly public.
Xiao Mubai read the first seven words backwards, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. The gloominess of these days was swept away, leaving only a sweet feeling in his heart that filled his entire chest, and even the air seemed to become sweeter.
"Han Sa." Xiao Mubai called out happily.
Han Sa had been waiting outside the account for a long time. This was the first time in the past twenty-five days that he heard Xiao Mubai calling him, but he was not frightened or uneasy.
Xiao Mubai's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy, and even his tone was a little softer.
Even Han Sa walked lightly, lifted the curtain and entered the account happily, and asked with a smile on his face: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Xiao Mubai handed him the newly written reply, and then ordered: "Bring some food here."
Han Sa finally heard his request for food. After receiving the letter, he looked tearful and said, "I'll get it for you right now."
Xiao Mubai stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "Send the letter first."
Han Sa responded quickly and was about to exit when Xiao Mubai said to his back again: "Take more, I am very hungry..."
Han Sa's body stiffened and his body trembled. He was suppressing a smile and didn't dare to say anything for fear of bursting into laughter. He had no choice but to nod his head frequently and quickly opened the curtain and left.
It was already midnight on the night of August 27th when Xia Chu received the reply letter from Xiao Mubai. He had just returned to Yunqiyuan after being rejected by Su Qianle, and Jiang Yan jumped out of the tree. He came down, handed the letter to him and then hid it.
Now Jiang Yan and Bian Ding hang out together every day and have already become familiar with each other.
The two even cherished each other. The first secret guard of the dignified Prince Mo's Mansion and the first secret guard of the Xiahou Mansion could only hang on a high branch every day doing the job of delivering messages.
Jiang Yan actually had a lot more work to do than Bian Ding. After all, he had to send Xiao Mubai a daily letter about early summer every day.
As for Bian Ding, it took a long time before he would send or receive a letter to Su Qian'an from Han Yang. Now he felt the same way. What was it like when Bian Hao complained to him that life in Beijing was so busy that it was almost moldy...
Ever since Xia Chu learned from Raven that day that he had wronged Su Qianle, and later heard Lan Yuying vividly describe the scene of that night, he had been looking for an opportunity to talk to Su Qianle to express his apology.
He went to Suyuan three times in five days. Either Su Qianle had gone out, or he had just waited for her to return home. Shuang Lu came out and told him that Su Qianle was too tired from dancing and had stopped...
Xia Chu had a headache and didn't even know how to reply to Su Qian'an.
Su Qianle made it clear that she avoided seeing him, leaving early and returning late every day. Even if Xianli resumed classes now, she wouldn't have to stay until this hour before returning home.
Xia Chu entered the room with the letter, and Li Xinlan quickly brought him hot water for him to wash up.
Now that she was waiting on him, Xia Chu didn't have to hide in front of her, which was very relaxing.
It wasn't until after washing that Li Xinlan untied his bun and smoothed his black hair that Xia Chu asked her to go down and rest early. Then she took out Xiao Mubai's letter from her sleeve and started reading it.
In the letter, he wrote something he had never heard before: Ah Chu, I want to tell you a secret. On the day you were drunk, before I left, I secretly said, I love you.
(End of chapter)