After a day of continuous travel, everyone rested on the spot.
"Is there any way to send the letter?" Xie Qingyao asked Xi Feng, holding her chin.
Xi Feng thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
Xie Qingyao's face lit up with joy, "It really is."
Xi Feng took out a whistle and blew it hard, producing a loud whistle sound.
After waiting for a while, a huge black shadow appeared in the sky.
The prince's guards all looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with shock.
"What is that?"
"eagle?"
"No, no, no, it's an eagle!"
It wasn't until a fluffy golden eagle landed in front of Xie Qingyao that two words immediately popped up in Xie Qingyao's mind: So fat!
She was surprised and asked, "You brought Da Jin here?"
Xi Feng scratched his head and replied, "My Lord asked me to prepare it. He said that if Madam doesn't need it, it's fine, but it must be there when she needs it."
Xie Qingyao pinched her fingertips and opened her mouth.
She whispered, "The Marquis is really thoughtful."
I thought of everything.
Zhitao brought paper and pen. Xie Qingyao sat in the carriage, spread out the paper on the coffee table, picked up the pen and thought for a while.
What should I write?
Never mind, let me write about my thoughts about him first.
Xie Qingyao put pen to paper and wrote in a flowery manner, "It's like seeing you in person." Then, noticing something was not quite right, she crossed it out and changed the paper.
This time she went straight to the point and wrote directly: "He Qiyun..."
Although she had called his name many times, this was the first time she wrote his name.
Xie Qingyao blushed for a rare moment, then continued to write slowly, "It's been a long time since we last met. I miss you so much. Do you miss me?"
After the beginning, the writing became smoother and smoother. It was all about the scenery she saw along the way, the overlapping mountains, the huts in the woods, the curling smoke from cooking fires, and the occasional travelers she met.
And what did she eat? She had been on the road all the time, so the food was naturally not as good as the one prepared by the chef at home.
Xifeng waited outside the carriage for a while, and Xie Qingyao finished writing it with great effort and asked Dajin to take it back to He Zheng.
The prince: “…”
It is really novel to see a golden eagle delivering a letter.
Dajin's speed was still extremely fast, and it was delivered to the Anguo Marquis Mansion in a short time.
study.
A stranger attendant came in with a letter box and respectfully handed it over, "Sir, there's a letter from the Golden Eagle."
The tall figure in front of the carved sandalwood desk suddenly raised his head slightly.
He Zheng took the mailbox, and with his bony fingers he slowly took out the contents and unfolded them.
Everywhere you look, you see beautiful handwriting.
It's Xie Qingyao's handwriting.
She has a lively and irritating personality, but her handwriting is gentle and elegant.
Just looking at it makes people feel nostalgic.
He Zheng lowered his eyes to read the letter, "It's been a long time since we last met. I missed you so much. Did you miss me?"
His Adam's apple rose and fell unconsciously.
The hand holding the letter gently squeezed it, and the edge became wrinkled.
Xie Qingyao wrote about what she saw and ate, just like she was out for a trip, completely unlike going to Fuzhou and facing a dangerous plague.
The letter was not very long. With He Zheng's reading speed, he had probably finished reading it long ago.
But the attendant waited for a long time and felt something was strange, and the master looked at it for a long time.
Is there any important information in the letter?
It actually makes adults think about and savor it over and over again.
After a long while, He Zheng gently put the letter down. He then noticed the attendant standing by and said calmly, "Send a letter to the Minister of Rites."
Follower: "Yes."
Two days later, the attendant came to deliver the letter again.
"Dear Qi Yun..."
He Zhengmei's heart skipped a beat.
No one knew what was written in the letter, but the follower looked at He Zheng's cold face and it softened in an instant.
Xie Qingyao didn't say anything, but just asked He Zheng to write back to her.
Through the letter paper, He Zheng could imagine that when she wrote these words, she must have been frowning, angry, and a little fierce.
That look is also cute.
After a moment, He Zheng locked the letter into the small box. The moment he looked up, his eyes had returned to their cold expression.
He said in a cold voice: "Start with Yuan Zhengren from the Ministry of War."
The attendant responded: "As you command."
The weather was sunny and bright that day.
During the break, Xie Qingyao walked around with a look of confusion on her face.
So quiet.
The forest was unusually quiet, with almost no sound of insects or birds.
Why is there a strange faint smell in the air?
Xie Qingyao rummaged through the flowers around her and her breathing became slightly choked.
Just then, Xiao Wuhuo also walked over silently, frowned, and then leaned over to her ear and whispered a few words.
The two of them started talking in whispers.
"Qingyao, I roasted a pigeon for you." Xie Yuchuan said.
Xie Qingyao took the pigeon and asked Zhitao to put the food on a large plate and distribute it to the guards.
The plate passed from one person to another, and everyone ate up all the food on it.
Ning brought another plate to the Crown Prince and said, "My wife specially prepared this meal for His Highness. I hope Your Highness will do me the honor of eating it."
The prince had a doctor by his side who was specifically responsible for controlling his diet. All food had to be tested and confirmed to be safe before it could be given to the prince.
"Thank you, Madam Marquis," the prince said gently.
At this moment, He Huaixuan, who was hiding in the distant jungle, frowned fiercely and sneered, "Xie Qingyao, Xie Qingyao, you still haven't made any progress. You only know how to use these fancy tricks to win people's hearts."
He drew his bow and aimed at Xiao Wuhuo in the crowd.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a pink skirt out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and was shocked when he saw Liu Sisi.
"You are pregnant, why did you come here?" He Huaixuan frowned.
Liu Sisi was accompanied by two guards. She said coldly, "Of course, we are watching the prince shoot Xie Qingyao, so that he won't be heartless and spare her."
She wanted to see Xie Qingyao die at He Huaixuan's hands with her own eyes, only then would she feel at ease.
He was willing to let her go and become someone else's woman, so was he going to let her watch him thinking about another woman?
Only when Xie Qingyao died would his heart belong to her completely.
He Huaixuan's face was ugly, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Nonsense."
"Stop making trouble. It's not safe here. Go back."
Liu Sisi raised her chin and pursed her lips, "I won't."
"You're going to kill her."
She sent the guards away, moved closer to He Huaixuan, and whispered, "Brother Huaixuan, just think of it as our child."
"Kill Xie Qingyao and help King Qin achieve his great cause. In the future, the kingdom will be passed down to our son!"
moment.
He Huaixuan was shocked.
Will this kingdom eventually fall into the hands of his son?
Just thinking about it made his heart warm, and this thought occupied his mind firmly.
After a moment, He Huaixuan took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
"For our children."
In his previous life, he could have asked Xie Qingyao to raise his children for him. In this life, using Xie Qingyao's life to pave the way for a smooth life would not be unfair to her.
After all, she was the one who let him down and rejected him first, and it was all her own fault that she ended up like this.
He aimed this arrow at Xie Qingyao.
He pulled the bow and an arrow flew past with a whoosh.
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