Jiang Ling originally came here to look for calligraphy and paintings, but who would have thought that he would discover this by accident.
Although she knew that it was Zhou Jing'an who took it away, she had never heard him mention it after being married for so long that she almost forgot about it.
Zhou Jing'an felt his ears burning when he heard Jiang Ling's joking words.
He walked over and saw that Jiang Ling was holding a letter written in early October last year. There were several other letters next to the box, which seemed to have been read.
The letter in her hand was the one Zhou Jing'an had just taken out and read two days ago. At this moment, he looked more and more uncomfortable.
"Ling'er..."
He stuttered as he spoke, "On... On your birthday, I overheard your drunken words. I saw you throw something into the river. I was afraid it was something valuable and you would regret it after you sobered up, so I asked Ye Song to salvage it."
Jiang Ling looked at him and smiled, "Oh~"
The voice was deliberately drawn out, and Zhou Jingan felt more and more uncomfortable.
"Then why didn't you return it to me after you found it, and instead hid it secretly?"
She tilted her head to look at him, "Why, you won't return it just because it's written for you?"
He couldn't stand her teasing look, so he went over to hold her hand and begged for mercy softly: "Ling'er, please stop teasing me. I... I didn't expect Ling'er to write so much... ahem... give it to me."
He still felt embarrassed to discuss love letters in front of her.
Although it was written by Jiang Ling, he felt very uncomfortable.
Seeing his blushing face, Jiang Ling couldn't help but pinch it and teased him: "You like it, right?"
"What?"
"My dear husband, do you like the red paper I wrote?" She blinked.
Zhou Jing'an pursed his lips and nodded.
I like it very much.
I like it very much.
I like every word she wrote about him.
Jiang Ling came over and clung to his shoulders, smiling and nodding: "That's easy. Since my husband likes it, I'll just write a few more."
Zhou Jing'an's eyes lit up, and he took her waist, "Really?"
Then his brows drooped again.
I don’t know if it’s his illusion, but it seems that Ling’er has become less interested in him since they got married!
Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if it was because of her mission.
When I don't see her for a long time, I worry that she will suddenly disappear.
"...Ling'er, do you not like me as much anymore?"
he asked suddenly.
Jiang Ling was stunned. "How could it be?"
Seeing the disappointment in his eyes, she leaned closer and asked, "Why do you think so?"
Zhou Jingan whispered, "After we got married, Ling'er isn't as clingy to me as before."
...She didn't seem to be very attached to him before?
Jiang Ling laughed, "How do you want me to stick to you?"
She counted on her fingers and analyzed it for him, "You're so busy on weekdays, there's no way I can stick to you even if I want to. Do I really have to follow you to court and handle official business?"
"But I will miss you if I can't see you." Zhou Jing'an complained softly: "Ling'er won't miss me if she can't see me..."
Jiang Ling looked at him and suddenly smiled.
Why didn’t I realize before that Zhou Jing’an was so clingy?
She really didn't think much about it. She was pregnant, and her eating and sleeping habits were not regular. It was uncomfortable enough. Besides, she was very busy.
Sometimes she would chat with Jiang Lan and Xia Zhixian and do housework. Although they never let her interfere or bother, it was nice to have them around, just to keep them company and entertain them.
She also has to go back to the Jingnan Palace to visit her grandparents, Jiang Lianshan and Meng Wanjie. Jiang Lianqiao has not returned to Pingzhou yet, so she also wants to accompany her aunt.
In addition, the five golden flowers and one little crabapple also need to get together often.
By this calculation, Jiang Ling is no less idle than him.
But I can't tell Zhou Jing'an this. Jiang Ling blinked and said seriously, "Of course I thought about it."
Zhou Jing'an pressed on, "Do you think about it every moment?"
Quite persistent.
"Yes." Jiang Ling stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the side of his face. "I think of you all the time."
Zhou Jing'an's eyes were bright, and he held her in his arms contentedly, murmuring softly, "Yeah, me too."
"Alright, alright."
Jiang Ling patted his shoulder and asked him, "Didn't you say you found another painting by Zhang Ye? Bring it to me and see it."
She came to Xibaoxuan just to find this.
"I'll get it for you."
Jiang Ling took the painting and looked at it. Zhou Jing'an asked her what she was going to do with it.
"I was just planning to give it to Ye Song to send to Yunwu Peak."
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "That's perfect. Leave it to me. I'll deliver it."
"no."
Zhou Jing'an frowned when he heard this, "You're pregnant, and the journey is long and bumpy. Just let them go."
"I'm fine." She carefully rolled up the painting and told him not to worry.
"I haven't seen Doctor He for a long time, so I'd like to go see him."
Seeing that she insisted on going, Zhou Jingan had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go with you the day after tomorrow when we have a day off."
"good."
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"Doctor He? Doctor He!"
Jiang Ling got off the carriage and walked towards the courtyard, calling He Zui as he walked.
Zhou Jing'an stood by her side, helping her open the gate and making sure she didn't fall.
He Zui was fiddling with his herbs in the yard. When he heard the sound, he turned around and saw a figure nimbly entering the yard.
She was wearing a clear blue dress, with a simple and refreshing bun, and a smile on her face, bringing a touch of coolness to this summer.
"Doctor He, did you miss me?"
He Zui smiled unconsciously, but he was not forgiving in his words.
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