"I won't bother Mr. Zhou anymore." Jiang Ling's voice was muffled, and she bowed to him again: "Ling'er is here today to apologize to Mr. Zhou for my previous ignorance. I hope Mr. Zhou will forgive me."
Zhou Jing'an was slightly stunned. Could it be that Jiang Ling has really grown up?
But how could a person's temperament change so drastically in just a few days?
But no matter what the reason was, Jiang Ling's change would indeed save him a lot of trouble. "Since Miss Jiang is so sincere, I won't remember the previous things anymore."
The light in Jiang Ling's eyes seemed to dim a little. She forced a smile and said goodbye to him: "It is really not polite for a man and a woman to be alone together. Ling'er is leaving first." After saying that, she hurriedly walked around him and left.
"Host, why did we go through so much trouble to put on such a big show, only to end up telling the male lead that we would never bother him again?" Hu Hu's expression was bitter, and his heart was even more bitter at this moment.
Jiang Ling comforted him in her heart and said that she had her own plans and not to worry.
"Ling'er? Ling'er." Cheng An caught up with her from behind, "Why didn't you wait for me." She couldn't just leave, so she pretended to leave and came out.
"Was that Zhou Jing'an just now? What did he want to do with you?"
Could it be that he finally saw Ling'er's good side and came to say something nice about her?
Jiang Ling smiled bitterly: "He came to question me, asking if he had misunderstood Shen Qingru."
"What?" Cheng An said angrily, "Why is he so stubborn? He actually comes to question a girl like you!"
Jiang Ling held her hand to calm her down, saying that she had promised not to cause trouble for them again and that they would just keep their distance from each other. Cheng An took the opportunity to persuade her, saying that there were many better people out there, so why bother chasing after him.
"Oh yes, what happened in the flower hall just now? What about Wu Wanying's words about who harmed you?" Cheng An asked worriedly. Didn't he catch a cold before?
Jiang Ling whispered, "I'll tell you more about this tomorrow. I'm going to go look for Wu Wanying, so come with me."
It’s just right for her to form an “anti-Shen Qingru trio”!
"Okay." Cheng An asked again: "Where are you going now?"
"go home."
Jiang Ling yawned. "Normally, I'm still asleep at this hour. I need to go back and catch up on my sleep."
Cheng An: ...
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So Jiang Ling really went back to Jinyun Garden to catch up on her sleep. When she woke up, it was time for dinner. As usual, she went to the main courtyard to have dinner with her parents. Jiang Yi was also there.
The Jiang family is a family of military generals, and there are not so many rules. Just be free and do what you want. There is no rule about not talking while eating or sleeping. The four of them ate and talked, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After dinner, Jiang Ling returned to Shenyue Palace and ordered people to prepare writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone.
It takes time to conquer the male protagonist. He had a bad impression of the original body before, and it can't be changed in a short time. He has to influence the male protagonist subtly and persistently.
We must grasp every little thing and focus on doing every detail well.
Seeing her sitting down and picking up a pen to write, Hu Hu asked curiously, "What is the host going to write? It's not a love letter to the hero, is it?"
"That's right." Jiang Ling said with a smile.
Love letters may be old-fashioned, but they are useful.
"On the fifth day of the eighth month of the fifth year of the Liyuan era, I attended my first mixed banquet after coming of age. I happened to meet a young man, a man as beautiful as jade, unrivaled in the world. From the moment I saw him, I thought he must be the best man in the world, with a face as handsome as jade and incredible talent. My heart was beating like a deer. I quietly asked people to find out his name was Zhou Jing'an. I remember it."
"Isn't this the time when the original body first met the hero?" Hu Hu touched his head and said suddenly: "Are you writing a diary? No, it's a fake diary."
Jiang Ling didn't deny it, so doesn't she have to pretend?
In this way, if there is a chance in the future, the male protagonist will probably be very touched when he sees that she has been in love with him since the first day they met and always writes in her diary about him.
Zizhen was watching from the side and asked with some surprise, "When did your handwriting become so beautiful?"
This is a long story. In her previous life, Jiang Ling learned to use a soft brush from the director of the orphanage. Actually, she didn't learn it seriously. The director liked writing and was willing to teach the children. Jiang Ling was considered one of the lazy ones.
Later, I saw people selling handwritten Spring Festival couplets at the market during the Chinese New Year. Although I didn’t make much money, it was enough to buy some candy for the children in the orphanage, so I started practicing calligraphy.
At the beginning, her handwriting was not good and not many people bought it, but she made back the money she earned from paper money. After that, she took time out to practice calligraphy almost every week. She practiced for five or six years and then sold Spring Festival couplets much better.
That's why Jiang Ling has such beautiful handwriting.
But he couldn't tell Zizhen this reason, so he found another one: "When I was a naughty child, I was always punished to copy scriptures, so I practiced it."
Afraid she wouldn't believe him, he added, "I just don't feel like writing properly."
She handed the first "love letter" she had just written to Zizhen and asked her to put it aside to dry, and then continued to write the second one.
"August 23, the fifth year of the Liyuan era. Today, I only had a quick glance and didn't exchange words, but my heart leaps with joy..."
"September 18th, the fifth year of Liyuan..."
"November of the fifth year of Liyuan..."
......
After writing several more letters, Jiang Ling rubbed his shoulders. He hadn't written for a long time and felt a little rusty.
She deliberately wrote these letters differently so that it would be obvious that they were not written at the same time. Instead, it looked like they were written over years.
"This is the last one. I'm so tired."
Jiang Ling dipped his brush in thick ink and began writing: "On September 20th, the sixth year of Li Yuan, he misunderstood me, thinking I was the one who framed Shen Qingru. This is the first time I've been alone with him. My heart is broken and I want to cry. He has no idea how Shen Qingru harmed me and forced me to stay away from him. He only hates me. Today's autumn wind is very cold, and my heart is chilled too. I think my unrequited love has ended, and it's time to leave."
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