At the same time that Yan Ting returned home yesterday, Luo Huaiyuan also left from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, preparing to move to the newly-built Fourth Prince's Mansion.
Because these two days happened to collide, Luo Huaiyuan did not inform Yan Yan, but just let Shen Qi send a letter to Yan Yan before leaving, and told her (him) that when he settled down, he would pick them up to play. .
Luo Huaiyuan left with a very tragic mood. He was very reluctant to let go of the Duke's Mansion. It wasn't because he was emotional, but this was the only convenient way for him to get close to the little princess.
But as I said before, she had to go back and face it, and so did he.
In any case, in order not to repeat the old mistakes of the previous life, he has to do too much in this life, and there is no time for him to be sad.
As soon as Yan Yan returned to Ningxiang Pavilion, the letter was delivered to her. The visitor said that it was sent by Master Qi, and this was really a letter, not a verbal letter.
There was a lacquer seal on the envelope, probably not wanting people to open it and see the letter inside. There are a few large characters written on it, which is personally inspired by Ayan's sister. The handwriting is not very good-looking, crooked, as if it is not bad writing, but does not want to write well, it is intentional.
As soon as she saw this font, Yan Yan thought of the little fat man winking, and a smile could not help but swept up her brows.
Yan Mo let the maid accompany him for a walk in the yard, Yan Yan glanced at it, took the letter and went to the west room.
The letter was written on plain paper, a thin sheet, Yan Yan spread it out, and the words on the letter fell into his eyes.
This letter is not the same as the usual writing pattern. Generally, letters are written from right to left, but this letter is from top to bottom. Yan Yan was stunned when she saw it, but she could see clearly.
At the beginning, the top is such a symbol o (one ︿ one +) o.
Yan Yan looked at it for a long time before she understood what the circles were expressing. It seemed like a little person was very sad and sad. And Yan Yan looked more and more like, she slowly looked back, and felt that she was not wrong.
O(1︿1+)o Sister Ayan, see the letter like meeting:
When I left, I didn't see you coming to see me off, my heart was about to break ╭(╯^╰)╮, but thinking about your own business, I can only suppress my sad heart...
I left quietly, just as I came quietly, I waved my sleeves and took away a large piece of colorful clouds. In that cloud there are you, me, and that stinky boy Shen Xiaoer...
I really miss you!
When I'm settled, I'll send a letter to you, you must come to see me then. (*￣￣*)
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Yan Yan's brows trembled first, then she laughed silently, and finally she couldn't help laughing out loud, and then she couldn't straighten her back with laughter.
She used her slender fingertips to poke the strange symbols, but somehow, she always felt that the symbols formed by these circles became the fat face in her memory, this fat face The face is doing all kinds of funny expressions, or sad or happy or unhappy, lifelike...
Really, this little fat man is so funny!
Not to mention the few little people's faces painted on it, the tone in the letter alone is enough to make Yan Yan paint a sad and fat face image in her mind.
"What is the girl laughing at?"
Mei Xue had been observing the third girl for a long time. Seeing her expression was weird for a while, then she laughed so hard that she was scared.
Yan Yan stopped her laughter and tried her best to raise her expression, but unfortunately it wasn't too successful, instead it was a little weirder.
She cleared her throat and said, "Uh, it's nothing, you find a box and I'll put something."
Mei Xue looked at the piece of paper in the girl's hand, thought for a while, and found a flat box made of camphor wood with carved patterns and painted gold.
Yan Yan put the letter in her hand into the envelope, put it inside, and instructed Mei Xue to put it away.
With such a commotion, Yan Yan suddenly found that the feeling of being aggrieved just now was much more relaxed.
She glanced at the bright sunshine outside and decided to play with A Mo.
***
When Luo Huaiyuan wrote the letter, it was Xiao Anzi who was grinding the ink.
So of course he took the content of the letter into his eyes, especially his master, who giggled while writing, making Xiao Anzi horrified, and therefore was even more impressed by the content of the letter.
Xiao Anzi is a kind of stupid person, but stupid people have the advantage of being stupid, that is, if he can't figure out one thing, he will think hard.
As a result, he and Luo Huaiyuan had already left the Zhenguo Gong's mansion and got into the carriage, still with a thoughtful look on their faces.
Luo Huaiyuan tapped him on the head, rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you thinking, kid, pretending to be somber."
Xiao Anzi is now used to the occasional surprise words from the fourth prince. He thinks it must be the reason for leaving the palace. After all, not to mention His Highness in the palace, even he can't get up. He patted his head aggrievedly, and said with a pouted mouth, "I'm thinking about the letter written by His Highness, what are the faces of those little people painted on it, I've never seen it before."
Hearing this, Luo Huaiyuan smiled smugly, leaned back, and became happy first.
Do you understand the color text? In modern times, there are no girls who don't like to use them. Those girls always like to use all kinds of emojis to express their meaning, especially this kind of cute emoji, which will always make people unable to resist. Looking at a smile.
In fact, Luo Huaiyuan didn't want to use emoji at the beginning, he just wanted to write a letter that impresses the little princess, so that the little princess will remember him when she reads it.
It's a pity that he hasn't written any letters in all his life. Who would he want to contact in modern times, WeChat, □□, or phone calls, how convenient. In his last life, he was illiterate, never communicated with outsiders, and had no chance to write. So he wrote a letter, he was not satisfied, he started over and wrote again, but he still felt that it was almost something. After it was really annoying, I thought of using this method.
I wonder if the little princess felt cute when she saw it
Luo Huaiyuan smiled with a round and chubby face, his eyes blurred, and he sighed happily.
Who said, if a man has no face, he must let women understand your inner beauty.
He thinks that he is very beautiful inside, but the little princess is still young, how can she see his inside through his skin
Although Luo Huaiyuan was confident that if he lost weight, he would definitely be a handsome, suave and suave man, but since he was still young and his body could not move for the time being, he had to find another way.
So it's a must to do what you like. Modern girls are no different from ancient girls. They all like this kind of cute things. If you don't want them, then it will be.
Please remember that girls have no resistance to cute objects, no resistance means closeness, closeness means closeness, until... uh... what...
Luo Huaiyuan was overjoyed by his own thoughts, and Xiao Anzi looked at him with a horrified expression. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to interrupt, so I could only sit on pins and needles.
The carriage stopped suddenly, and a male voice sounded from outside the car, "His Royal Highness, the Fourth Prince, has arrived."
Luo Huaiyuan was taken aback, stood up, and patted Xiao Anzi.
Go, meet the challenges ahead!
***
Yan Ting rested for three days in the mansion, and did not go out until the fourth day.
Although he was very anxious these days, his face was still indifferent. Seeing that the biggest pillar in the house is so indifferent, the others are not worried, they all think that Yan Ting has his own opinion.
Even if there is really something going on, there is the Duke's Mansion, so the old lady became enthusiastic about Shen Yiyao again in the past two days. Of course, Ningxiang Pavilion is also indispensable here, but she picked out a lot of good things to send over.
Press not to mention.
Although Yan Ting had been away for several years, he still had many friends in the capital. Before he went out, he had his servants make arrangements in advance, and when he went out, he went straight to the largest gold-selling nest in the capital, 'Qianxiang Pavilion'.
This Qianxiang Pavilion is not a brothel, of course, it also provides such services. The reason why it is well-known in the capital and has become a real gold-selling nest. The biggest reason is that there are the best dishes, the best wines, the biggest casinos, and the most beautiful women.
It can be said that eating, drinking, and having fun is one-stop. There are many children of noble families in Beijing who all fall in love with this place to have fun. Yan Ting doesn't like this kind of place very much, but he doesn't reject coming here because there are many things he needs.
Yan Ting packed the largest private room at this time today, and all the women who were eating, drinking, and having fun were packed. According to the consumption level of Qianxiang Pavilion, this game is no less than 2,000 taels of silver.
In the past, some friends who were close friends invited a dozen or so, which was a signal to everyone that he was back.
Yan Ting's so-called friends are very mixed, there are the kind of dude who only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and there are noble children with good family background and good abilities. Of course, there are also a few scholars from the poor family, just this kind of people. Very few. After all, he is from Xungui himself, and he also has his own social circle.
Delicious food, nectar and jade dew, accompanied by Yingge and Yanwu.
The gongs were staggered, and after a while, everyone present was slightly drunk, and their words and deeds became more extensive.
"Okay, Yan Ting, after you've been at the border for several years, you'll be able to do a lot when you come back this time." This is a relatively talkative.
"It's good to have a good father-in-law, and there is someone to help you with everything." There was a bit of sourness in those words, but he didn't hide his envy.
Those who can say the above words are definitely not really close. Of course, this also shows that their identities are not enough, and they can't get in touch with what he needs. Yan Ting doesn't need to pay too much attention to them.
This time he invited mainly not such people, these people are just a good match.
Yan Ting was transferred back to Beijing this time, and many people knew about it, including the strangeness here. Yan Ting wanted to invite this type of person, but he hadn't returned to Beijing for a long time, and he couldn't tell who was suitable for a while, so he could only cast a large net to focus on fishing.
There were one or two faces with different colors, and Yan Ting naturally took them into his eyes.
After that, Yan Ting focused on entertaining the two of them, and took the initiative to chat with them about the past, both of which were of interest to them. After a while, the sense of alienation that had not been seen for several years disappeared, and a little intimacy emerged spontaneously.
After half the tour, some people sat together to chat, some hugged the singer and made fun, while Yan Ting sat with the two to hold a cup and talk.
One of them suddenly said, "Did you offend someone when you came back this time?"
A strange light flashed in Yan Ting's eyes, pretending to be puzzled.
Another person interjected and sneered: "How is it possible, who would dare to wear small shoes for the son-in-law of Duke Zhen Guo?"
Yan Ting's hands on his knees clenched into fists and asked with a smile, "How do you say this?"
The first person to speak smiled nonchalantly and drank the wine from the glass.
"That's what I said, I just think your order is weird."
Yan Ting smiled casually, "I don't know why, I think it must be because of him."
The man patted his shoulder, "Maybe it's going to be a high rise?" The man was already a little drunk and leaned on Yan Ting's shoulder.
A look of disgust flashed in Yan Ting's eyes, but the smile on his face didn't reach his eyes.
After that, no matter what Yan Ting said, neither of them gave any useful information. Yan Ting pondered the identities of the two, presumably they didn't know what was going on inside, so they could only give up.
Even so, a haze lingered in his heart.
The author has something to say:
The scumbag has already started to abuse. Personally, I don't think it is necessary to jump up and fight against him to be considered abuse. Duke Zhen Guo danced against him, didn't he lower his level? This is just the beginning, let our handsome and stalwart Duke Zhen Guo sit firmly on the Diaoyutai for a while, and let the scum be blinded like a headless fly below. For those who are proud and inferior, this is actually an invisible torture.
What does Yan Ting say? He wants all his face, is proud and has low self-esteem. Problems that can be easily solved must be done in a roundabout way. Mingming was very anxious to know the reason why he was transferred back, but he was afraid that he would be laughed at if he was too impatient.