Another half month passed, and Du Qinglan showed no unusual behavior. She was just particularly close to the Qiao family and had almost completely integrated into their lives. Every time she came, the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.
"It should be after the wedding. At that time, the Qiao family will be almost completely unprepared," Pei Shijiu guessed.
"At least for now, she has to follow the rules and won't just go into any room."
Qiao Lian'er thought so too. When the fortune teller suggested setting the wedding date two months later, Du Qinglan was reluctant and almost said she didn't care.
She wanted to enter the Qiao family as soon as possible and truly become a member of the family so that she could make her move.
So, what is she going to do?
Since they are the eldest prince's men, that is, Pang Da's group, they must be plotting to destroy the Qiao family.
What means will they use to achieve this cruel goal?
Thinking this, Qiao Lian'er felt the hairs on her body stand on end.
In the courtyard of the alley, Du Qinglan nestled on Qiao Dameng's shoulder.
"Brother Da Meng, could you write me a love letter?"
"A love letter?" Qiao Dameng was a little puzzled. He had already expressed his feelings to Du Qinglan, and the two had reciprocated each other's feelings, having passed the stage of pursuing each other.
They will be getting married in less than a month.
Du Qinglan had no parents, so the elaborate rituals were simplified, but the Qiao family valued her highly.
Therefore, Du Qinglan asked him to write a love letter, which he didn't understand for a moment.
Du Qinglan nodded gently: "I will write one letter a day, with different content. In the love letter, you must write that you will never betray me and will not communicate with others. Otherwise, you will be my eternal enemy and foe."
"You should write: I will always be your family and wife. All your love is reserved for me alone. Your loyalty and sincerity towards me are as unshakeable as a rock."
When Da Meng saw that the usually gentle Du Qinglan had said such harsh words, he was taken aback: "Lan'er, how could it be so serious? You know best how I feel about you. You're talking about enemies and adversaries. That's too scary. It's impossible."
But when Du Qinglan looked at him, her eyes began to redden, which made his heart ache with pity.
“Brother Da Meng, how could I not know that these words hurt you? I have never doubted your sincerity. It’s just that I have no one to rely on. Although you are very good to me, I still feel uneasy. When you are not by my side, I look at the written agreement, which gives me a sense of security.”
As she spoke, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks. She covered her face, her shoulders trembling.
Da Meng, seeing her like this, quickly said, "It's just a love letter a day, isn't it? It's just making a vow, isn't it? I'll write it. It's not that I don't want to write it. I was just a little surprised just now, after all, you're going to marry into the Qiao family."
“Brother Da Meng, even though I’m about to enter your home, I still cherish the longing a woman feels for the love letters she receives from the man she loves.”
“I’m such a naive man, I didn’t realize that,” Da Meng said regretfully. “You must have wanted to bring this up a long time ago. It’s my fault for not asking you what you wanted.”
“I write you a letter every day, laying bare my heart.”
Du Qinglan added, "Brother Da Meng, don't write at home, come write here with me. I feel happy watching you write each word."
"Okay," Da Meng replied.
Du Qinglan reached out and hugged Da Meng's body, leaning on his shoulder. Her face, which had been so tender and affectionate just moments before, was now icy cold, and her lips were tightly pursed.
Qiao Dameng, I'm sorry, I had no choice in the matter. What can I do but suffer?
Your Qiao family has had enough of living such a good life.
I had no choice in this life. If there is a next life, I will repay you.
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