"I just woke up that day and I really don't have much strength... Well, Jinyue, you go out and do your work first, I'll practice calligraphy for a while." The illiterate Song Huan blushed slightly, and crumpled the paper torn into pieces on the table into a big ball bit by bit.
Seeing this, Jin Yue pursed her lips and suppressed a smile: "Yes, Madam, you can practice your calligraphy slowly."
Song Huan: “…”
She felt that Jinyue seemed to have learned bad things.
Song Huan watched Jin Yue leave, then bent over her desk and began to practice calligraphy. She intentionally practiced by imitating the handwriting of her original self in her memory. By the time the sunset faded, her handwriting had finally become even and about 60% similar to the original.
As far as I can remember, after I turned ten, I seldom had the chance to learn calligraphy due to the harsh treatment of the second wife of the Song family. Even if I wanted to study, I could only do so secretly without the knowledge of the Song family.
So many years have passed now. Even if Pei Yan finds that her handwriting is different from before and asks her the reason, she can give a reasonable explanation.
After practicing his calligraphy, Song Huan selected a very reserved poem from among several poignant ones and copied it carefully on new paper.
"Little Jinle," Song Huan called out, "Please invite your brother Pei Shen into the study."
Xiao Jinle responded loudly, "Yes, ma'am."
Pei Shen outside the door... pretended not to hear.
After Xiao Jinle tugged at his clothes and finished relaying Song Huan's words with his head tilted upward, he stepped into the study with a stern face, "Madam, what instructions do you have for me?"
Song Huan sealed the letter in his hand and said, "Guard Pei, I'd like to ask you a favor. Could you please deliver this letter to the Marquis for me?"
Pei Shen's eyes fell on the envelope, his face calm as he bowed and said, "I obey your command."
. ……
The candlelight danced gracefully on the letter paper. After reading the two lines of poetry, Pei Yan burned the letter.
Pei Shen didn't know what his master was thinking. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Master, do you want to write back to my wife?"
Pei Yan: "No need, go back."
"Yes, Master."
Pei Shen returned to his mansion.
It would only take an hour and a half to get from the Marquis's Mansion to the military camp if one rode at full speed.
Pei Shen set out from the Marquis' Mansion at sunset, and nearly two hours had passed since then. Song Huan lay on the bed, staring intently at the system's favorability page... However, "+14" was very strong, without any fluctuations.
The next morning, Song Huan asked Pei Shen, "Did the Marquis ask you to deliver a message yesterday?"
Pei Shen paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "My Madam, no."
Song Huan couldn't help but clench his fists and took a deep breath, "I'll go write another one."
Pei Shen: "..." It seems that what the brothers said is right, their wife... is quite powerful.
Song Huan went to the study again, but this time she gave up her reserved attitude and the content of the letter was straightforward and simple.
——Husband, I miss you. Can I go see you?
Song Huan sealed the letter and handed it to Pei Shen, "Please, please help me deliver this letter to the Marquis."
Pei Shen took the envelope and said, "Madam, this letter...I can only deliver it tonight."
Upon hearing this, Song Huan immediately said, "I promise to stay in the mansion and never leave."
Pei Shen bowed and said, "Please forgive me, Madam."
Song Huan: “…” He really… thinks highly of her.
Although she wanted to sneak out to find Pei Yan, she was more aware of the current situation in Ning County. If she really sneaked out alone, she might not be able to see Pei Yan. She would have to go to the transfer station to chat with the broken system.
She wouldn't resort to this desperate measure unless it was absolutely necessary.
But Song Huan knew that Pei Shen only obeyed the orders of Pei Yan.
So she didn't waste any words and said silently, "Okay."
Late at night, Song Huan estimated the time and opened the Favorability page when he thought Pei Shen had almost arrived at the military camp...
"Favorability +14"......
Song Huan stared at it closely and muttered: "Increasing, increasing, increasing..."
Suddenly, the system seemed to have heard her thoughts and sounded a prompt -
"Dear, the target 'Pei Yan' has increased his favorability towards you." "Favourability +29."
It really went up!
Song Huan looked shocked.
Men are really pigs, and they still say they like to be reserved?
Haha, it’s all nonsense.
. ……
However, although the favorability increased, on the second day, Song Huan learned from Pei Shen that Pei Yan still did not bring her any words or reply.
Only five and a half days left.
Song Huan didn't want to give up easily. Since writing letters had some effect, she decided to write a few more.
—Husband, are you eating well in the barracks? I want to go over and cook you a meal.
"Husband, are you okay? I'm so worried and want to go see you."
——Husband, life in the army is hard. Will you feel cold when you sleep at night?
Can I... have a chance to come over and warm your bed?
On the fourth day, Song Huan saw her favorability level soar from "+29" to "+88", but she still couldn't wait for Pei Yan to agree to let her go to the army to find him.
Song Huan: "System Master..."
System: "Dear, what questions do you have?"
Song Huan: "Are you sure you don't have the virus now? Is the favorability value correct?"
System: "...Dear, this system assures you once again that all values have been fully restored. Please rest assured."
Song Huan was worried. Although the favorability level was not "+99", "+88" was already a very high number.
If this wasn't fake data, then there was no reason for Pei Yan not to agree to let someone take her to find him...
In the evening, Song Huan wrote another letter and gave it to Pei Shen to take with him.
Pei Shen rode out of the mansion after nightfall, but halfway through, he unexpectedly met his master who was leading people back to the mansion.
"Go back home." Pei Yan's face was frosty as he spat out these two words in a cold voice. The horse under him did not stop for a moment and left like a gust of wind.
Pei Shen's expression tensed. He turned and rode his horse to catch up, asking Pei Chen, who was accompanying him, "What happened?"
Pei Chen said: "Today we have inflicted a small defeat on the Hu army."
Pei Shen: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"That's good news, but just as the master returned to the tent, a brother came to report that he had received news that there were spies from the Hu people infiltrating the city, and they might sneak into the mansion tonight and kidnap the lady."
Pei Chen shouted "Gee!" after he finished speaking, wanting the horse under him to run faster.
Pei Shen said nothing more. Protecting the lady was the task assigned to him by his master.
He didn't do the last task well, so he must not make the same mistake again this time.
. ……
Song Huan changed into light clothes and sneaked out of the room while Jin Yue was sleeping.
Tomorrow is the deadline, so she decided to take a chance and sneak out of the house tonight.
This time, she told Pei Yan directly in the letter: "I'll go to the military camp to find you."
It would be great if she could see Pei Yan successfully completing his mission outside the military camp tomorrow.
If not, then after she leaves this time, she won't have to come back.
The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the wind is cold.
As soon as she walked out of the room, she couldn't help shivering.
Why is this not a good feeling?
Sure enough, the premonition came true very quickly.
Song Huan had just taken two steps out of the hospital when a cold voice called out from behind him, "Stop."
Song Huan quickly took out his handkerchief and coughed, covering his mouth and nose: "What's the matter?"
A cold sword suddenly pressed against Song Huan's neck without warning.
Song Huan: “???”
Holy shit! Is this a devil?
The author has something to say: Jinjin: It’s time to post it first. There will be another update later, but it’s very late, so don’t wait. Come and see it tomorrow~ ps: I want to pull out all the flags on my body!
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