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    The letter was sent by Yan Zhui. He acted coquettishly in the letter: Shanzhou is difficult, sleeping in a tent every day, the army has a simple diet, and there are foreigners who are eyeing him.

    ¡°When I recall my trip to the south of the Yangtze River with Yuanniang, it¡¯s like what happened yesterday.  Now there is only scraps of food in the tent. I can only remember the sweet things and endure the hardships, looking forward to coming back soon and meeting Yuanniang.  ¡¯

    There are two sentences at the end of the letter: There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. Do you know that your heart is happy?

    He modified the Yue people's song, which made Fu Minghua want to laugh, but also felt his heart beating like a drum.

    Such Yan Zhui made Fu Minghua feel scared, and his straightforwardness made her instinctively want to shrink back.

    The passionate courtship of the young man appears on the page, which is completely different from her calm and restrained character.

    ¡°If Yan Zhui said this to her face to face, I¡¯m afraid she would just want to dodge.

    However, precisely because he was staying in Shanzhou at this time and could not return to Luoyang, what he brought was a letter. That kind of strength and persistence only came through a few thin pieces of paper, rather than when he showed up in person to Fu Minghua.  Such a deep sense of power.

    She breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, she felt guilty and wanted to stuff the letter back into the envelope. The heat in her cheeks had not subsided until now.

    Fu Minghua had a subtle feeling in her heart. When the thin pieces of paper were folded, they seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms in her hand. She stuffed them several times and failed to put them into the envelope. Instead, it attracted the attention of Grandma Jiang:

    "Madam, is this a letter from Jiang Zhou?"

    She nodded randomly at first. After she came to her senses, she hesitated and shook her head:

    "It's His Highness the Third Prince."

    Fortunately, when Aunt Jiang heard that it was Yan Zhui who had sent the letter, she had a relieved smile on her face and did not notice her gaffe. She even clasped her hands together happily:

    "Have you received a letter from Your Highness? It seems that I am thinking about you."

    This sentence hit the spot where Fu Minghua felt inexplicably guilty. Her hand that was about to reach out to hold the teacup shook slightly, and her fingertips ran across the body of the cup.

    She took her hand back again and coughed lightly: "No."

    Fu Minghua pretended to deny it calmly, but Aunt Jiang coaxed her softly:

    "Why not? Look, Shanzhou is not peaceful now. Even His Highness has gone there. Didn't you say that before? His Highness took the time to write to you despite his busy schedule. It shows that he values ??you.  Thinking of you."

    Aunt Jiang was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so she said several things.

    Fu Minghua turned his face away, straightened his clothes, and touched his hair: "Okay, please keep the letter."

    Seeing that she didn¡¯t want to talk about it, Grandma Jiang took the letter and asked:

    "Where to put it?"

    Fu Minghua bit his lip. It would be inappropriate to leave this letter randomly. It would be easily lost or damaged.

    She thought for a while:

    "Before, the empress had rewarded me with a Lu's rosewood box, so I brought it over and I put it inside."

    The wooden box was locked. Aunt Jiang and others couldn't open it after trying several times, so they had to hold it over and let Fu Minghua open it.

    The original contents were taken out, and the bottom of the box was lined with goose-yellow silk. She put the letter in with her own hands, hesitated for a while, and then closed the box.

    Since that day, letters have been sent to the Changlehou Mansion every day, all from Yan Zhui.

    On the second day after receiving his letter, Grandma Jiang brought a plate of pruned roses from the flower garden to her courtyard, and placed it on the wide handrail next to the verandah. They were bare and not pretty.

    She got bored every now and then, loosening the soil, sprinkling some water, and reading the letters from Yan Zhui for a while every day.

    In just ten days, the flowers bloomed and there were many letters in the wooden box.

    The rose branches and leaves have spread out. The weather in June is sometimes rainy and sunny, so Fu Minghua has people move the flowers to the porch.

    She held Yan Zhui¡¯s letter in her hand and sat on the porch to read it carefully, her eyes so serious that she looked cute.

    "There is a beauty here, and I will never forget it when I see her. I haven't seen her for several months, and I miss her like crazy."

    Fu Minghua pursed his lips and smiled. Each of the letters sent by Yan Zhui contained undisguised affection at the end.

    On her birthday, she hugged a box of letters and suddenly felt a little interesting.

    Xie¡¯s marriage to Fu Qixian had a certain impact on her.

    "Fu Minghua" in the dream married an inhumane person and had a cold relationship with Lu Changyan. In her opinion, if it weren't for the fact that the Lu family later became so cruel, there would probably be nothing wrong with her.

    She originally just wanted husband and wife to treat each other as guests, so?¡¯s friendship is just a story made up by people throughout the ages.

    In the Han Dynasty, Li Ke and Xu Wenjun had such a wonderful beginning, but the final result was that Xu Wenjun had to beg for mercy and regain a little love from her husband.

    If you rely on the so-called ****, Fu Minghua feels that it is destined not to last long.

    In the end, it¡¯s just a trickle of water, not as important as having children, and it¡¯s not like you¡¯re going to die without love.

    At first, she just wanted to marry Yan Zhui obediently. If he wanted to pursue the throne in the future, she would walk behind him.  If he can only be an idle prince, she will go to the fiefdom with him. The couple's life will be ordinary, and they will have children after marriage. In the future, they should not end up like Fu Minghua in his dream. Losing a child is like being ripped out of flesh.  That's the end of it.

    But Yan Zhui never gets what she wants.

    This letter always made her inevitably have some expectations.

    She seemed to be able to understand Xu Wenjun's mood when he was seduced by Li Ke. She was a little expectant and slightly sweet.

    When will Yan Zhui come back?

    The box was gradually filling up with the letters he received every day. Yan Zhui did not wait for his return, but looked forward to Bai's return.

    It was late June, and soon it would be time for Fu Qixian to renew her marriage. After all, Mr. Fu gave Bai a face and asked someone to take her back.

    The day Bai came back, it was very hot, but the juniors still had to wait at the door to pick her up and follow her back.

    Having already broken up with Mr. Bai, Fu Minghua was no longer prepared to pretend to be a filial son and a good wife. The cicadas screamed loudly outside at noon. When she got up from a nap, Biyun and others washed and dressed her up.  It's too late.

    Mrs. Zhong, Mrs. Shen and others did not dare to have such courage as her.

    Mrs. Zhong and her children were standing guard at the door. She must have been standing there for a long time. Her cheeks were red from the sun, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and the gauze top she was wearing on her back was stuck to her back and soaked with sweat.  .

    Fu Mingxia, who had not been seen for a long time, was also there. Seeing that Fu Minghua had come so late, she took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her face. The makeup on her face was all caked with sweat, making her look miserable.

    "You just came now?"

    Fu Mingxia¡¯s voice was filled with disbelief: ¡°We have been waiting here for four quarters of an hour!¡±

    The sun was scorching outside, and everyone was sweating from the wait, but Fu Minghua was the last to arrive, and there was a maid fanning her, looking leisurely.

    Along the way, my cheeks were mostly red, and I didn¡¯t even sweat a few drops.

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