Chapter 121 Family Letter

Mo Jinchuan looked at the contents of the letter, and his handsome brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Song Yanxi was apparently reading the notebook, but her peripheral vision was always paying attention to the movements on his side, secretly wondering what had happened in the capital.

The army had been on the march for less than ten days. Calculating the distance, even if the messenger traveled day and night, it would still take at least three days.

In other words, just three days after the army set out, Princess Huayang wrote this letter and had it delivered as quickly as possible.

This is a big taboo during marching.

When the country was still unstable, the eldest princess served as a military advisor and followed Emperor Xuande in his campaigns. She should have understood this principle.

unless……

Song Yanxi was secretly frightened when suddenly a slender hand stretched out in front of her, with two pieces of letter paper between its fingers.

"Instead of guessing, it's better to see it with your own eyes."

"This is a letter from the prince and the eldest princess..." Seeing the word "Jiaojiao" written on the letter paper, Song Yanxi decisively took the letter paper.

Since it concerns her little baby girl, she can't care about much else.

As for whether it is against the rules or not, there is no third person seeing it here, so it’s okay.

Looking at the self-proclaimed "Father" on the letter, Song Yanxi frowned slightly, and after a closer look, she said, "This is not the handwriting of the two young masters."

"Miss Song has good eyesight." Mo Jinchuan curled the corners of his lips slightly.

He explained, "The letter was written by the children's elder brother, Ziyan. He usually studies at Qingshan College and you have never met him."

Song Yanxi nodded in understanding.

Although she had never met this eldest young master, she had often heard Zixu and Jiaojiao mention him, saying that he was a very talented child.

A few years ago, he was noticed by the dean of Qingshan College because of a poem he wrote. The dean made an exception and accepted him as his youngest disciple. The master and the disciple usually ate and lived together.

Jiaojiao once said that her older brother only came back three times a year.

What a coincidence, he returned from Qingshan College just a few days after they set out?

The more Song Yanxi read, the more she felt that there was something strange about the letter.

It said that the brothers and sisters at home were very well-behaved and everything was fine in the palace, so Mo Jinchuan didn't need to be distracted and should quell the war and return to the court as soon as possible.

But later he mentioned his recent situation at Qingshan College, such as being praised by the teacher and discussing academic matters with the senior students whom he admired.

At the end of the letter, besides asking Mo Jinchuan to take care of himself, he also said: "Tomorrow, the master will test my painting skills. I must not embarrass my father."

Jingzhou, where Qingshan Academy is located, is more than 400 miles away from Beijing. It is impossible that this letter was written in Prince Jin's Mansion.

Song Yanxi brought the letter closer, gently stroked the edge of the letter with her fingertips, then brought it to her nose to smell the scent of ink, and her brows furrowed even tighter.

Mo Jinchuan spoke for her, "The pens, ink, paper, and inkstone used by Qingshan College are all provided by the college."

As he spoke, he changed the subject, "If I remember correctly, Miss Song's younger brother once studied at Qingshan College."

Song Yanxi nodded and smiled sheepishly, "My brother has no talent for studying, he only studied for one year and then came back.

No wonder I feel that this paper and ink, though not from Beijing, seem so familiar.”

"That's fine. Everyone has their own ambitions. He has a very good plan. It would be a good thing if he could inherit Master Yan's legacy in the future."

"Your Highness even knows this?"

Mo Jinchuan's smile froze slightly, and he explained, "Zi Yan mentioned it in his letter."

"Really?" Song Yanxi couldn't help but feel surprised and murmured, "That kid A-Bo, he made friends at the academy and didn't even tell me."

She lowered her head to look for the envelope, completely unaware of how guilty the man opposite her looked when she said this.

If Song Yanxi thought about it carefully, she would find that every word he said was full of loopholes.

Qingshan College has strict management. Each grade has its own courtyard, and students do not eat or live together.

Not to mention that Zi Yan is the dean's closed disciple, and he eats, lives, and studies with the dean. On weekdays, he can only come into contact with a few of his senior brothers.

The carriage was shaking. Song Yanxi, who should have taken the time to catch up on her sleep after lunch, closed her eyes but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Her mind was full of the letter she had received that morning.

According to the time calculation, the eldest princess's people sent someone to Qingshan Academy at full speed at the latest when they set out, and asked the eldest son to write this letter and deliver it hurriedly.

Even though he was Mo Jinchuan's eldest son and had the right to know that his father was leading the troops to war, the princess, as an elder, should not be so anxious.

And this letter from home.

She didn't know if Song Yanxi was overthinking it, but she always felt that the eldest master's last words had a deeper meaning.

It was as if he was deliberately telling Mo Jinchuan that he was still in Qingshan College, not Jinwang Mansion.

It seems that the eldest princess does not treat her nephew Mo Jinchuan as her own son as the rumors say.

What exactly does she want to do?

Just as Song Yanxi was struggling over whether or not to tell Mo Jinchuan, An Yi's voice rang out outside the carriage.

"Master, do you need to reply to Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Mo Jinchuan said in a cold voice, "No need."

An Yi's voice was a little hesitant, "But...

"There are many inconveniences during the march. I believe my aunt will understand."

As Song Yanxi listened, she felt a burning gaze falling on her back.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, could His Royal Highness Prince Jin have noticed that she wasn’t asleep?

Although what she heard was insignificant, eavesdropping is not a gentlemanly act, even if she did not mean to.

It is better to be honest when interacting with others.

Song Yanxi made up her mind and was about to sit up when she heard Mo Jinchuan lower his voice and ordered, "Ride farther away so as not to disturb her."

An Yi didn't say anything, but just slowed down silently.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves gradually fading away, Song Yanxi scratched the corner of the quilt and gave up the idea of ​​confessing.

Just assume she's dead asleep...

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"Ridiculous! How can you test medicine on humans?" Song Yanxi got off the carriage and her face changed instantly when she heard An Yi's words.

She knew that Zhuang Shihan always did things unconventionally, but she didn't expect her to be so bold.

"Testing medicine on living people is truly against the will of heaven and has long been expressly prohibited by the Divine Doctor Valley. And yet she still keeps claiming to be a disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley!"

Song Yanxi's voice was not loud, but it was resounding, immediately attracting the attention of the soldiers.

The troops had just stopped marching and everyone was busy resting on the spot. No one noticed what Zhuang Shihan was doing at all.

When everyone heard Song Yanxi say that she was going to use humans to test the drug, they instantly became uneasy, fearing that they would be the ones to test the drug.

When everyone was in a panic, someone stood up and said with a look of dissatisfaction: "Princess Sihan hasn't said anything yet, how do you know she's going to test the medicine on people?"

The implication was clearly to remind others that Song Yanxi was lying.

Even if what she said was true, she was definitely eavesdropping outside someone's carriage, which was a despicable act.

Song Yanxi looked at the man's ferocious face and ordered in a low voice, "An Yi, quickly go and find out the details of this man."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Scarface sneered, "You little girl, instead of thinking about serving your man at home, you're trying your best to get into the military camp.

What's the matter? Did you see that our general didn't want you, so you wanted to come to the barracks and find someone to take over?"