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Jiuyi, who was responsible for delivering letters to Yan Fengmian, looked stuffy and walked into the study.
The carved window of the study is open. Outside the window is a pond with lush green bamboo planted next to it. Light and shadow fell, reflecting a mottled interior.
Yan Fengmian sat by the window and read a book.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes, saw ten days nine, raised his eyes, "what?" his eyes moved down and smiled when he saw what he was holding in his hand, "who sent it?"
Ten days nine is more unhappy, and dare not disobey their master.
The bitter enemy said, "it's from Su's house."
Who else can it be?
No, it's the demon!
Yan Fengmian smiled, "bring it." he put down his book, inexplicably, and looked forward to it.
Put the letter down on September 9.
Yan Fengmian couldn't help laughing. "Ten days nine, don't have so many prejudices against Miss Su. In fact, she is a very simple and kind person."
simple? good?
Why don't you believe a word?!
A simple woman will take the initiative to chase a man. And how long has she known your highness two before she insulted your highness two!
This is the most unforgettable place in September.
"Well, you'll know later."
Yan Fengmian waved and opened the letter first.
There are only a few words on it.
The brush calligraphy is open and closed, and the first-hand cursive calligraphy is very frank and arrogant.
Just like her own temperament.
This——
No woman can practice this masculine font. She's the first one.
Yan Fengmian had a smile in his eyes when he saw what was written on it.
As soon as he sipped his lips, his breath suddenly shortened for two minutes.
The first acquaintance with you is like the return of an old friend.
The bright moon at the end of the world is new, and I miss you most in the morning and evening.
He held the paper and remained silent for a long time.
On September 9, he asked with concern, "Your Highness, but what excessive words did Miss Su write?"
In his eyes, Su Yan is a woman without skin and face. She can't write too much.
Yan Fengmian shook his head, suddenly stopped and nodded.
Ten day nine: "
So is this too much or not too much?
Then he saw Yan Fengmian, carefully folded the letter and put it in the envelope again. I was going to save it seriously, and I shut up on September 9.
The wooden carving is a small delicate box. Before opening it, I thought it was filled with strange things.
When Yan Fengmian took out the rough wood carving, he smoked at the corner of his mouth.
"This doll... Shouldn't she have carved it herself?"
Also——
Too ugly!
Yan Fengmian's eyes were deep, and the gentle light fell on his clear and meaningful eyebrows. He only felt that the years were quiet and good.
He rubbed the doll, and his pale slender fingers suddenly held the doll in the palm of his hand, as if he had got some treasure.
……
Two days later, Su Yan didn't wait for Yan Fengmian's reply.
So he wrote another poem.
The moon shines back on the lake, wild cranes rush to the idle clouds, and I step into you.
Yan Fengmian received it and read it. His earlobes were folded carefully and included in a delicate small box.
Still no reply.
……
Su Yan was not angry, and thought of Yan Fengmian's shy and lovely appearance in her mind.
It must be a pale, clear and meaningful face, suddenly dyed as red as the morning glow.
Warm drooping eyes are more confused, with a little water.
Well, when an outsider is present, he must be very calm and introverted.
She thought and wrote another song.
Between moonlight and snow, you are the third unique color.
Yan Fengmian received a letter again. He searched the poetry collections he had seen. It is certain that he had never seen this form of existence.
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Jiuyi, who was responsible for delivering letters to Yan Fengmian, looked stuffy and walked into the study.
The carved window of the study is open. Outside the window is a pond with lush green bamboo planted next to it. Light and shadow fell, reflecting a mottled interior.
Yan Fengmian sat by the window and read a book.
Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes, saw ten days nine, raised his eyes, "what?" his eyes moved down and smiled when he saw what he was holding in his hand, "who sent it?"
Ten days nine is more unhappy, and dare not disobey their master.
The bitter enemy said, "it's from Su's house."
Who else can it be?
No, it's the demon!
Yan Fengmian smiled, "bring it." he put down his book, inexplicably, and looked forward to it.
Put the letter down on September 9.
Yan Fengmian couldn't help laughing. "Ten days nine, don't have so many prejudices against Miss Su. In fact, she is a very simple and kind person."
simple? good?
Why don't you believe a word?!
A simple woman will take the initiative to chase a man. And how long has she known your highness two before she insulted your highness two!
This is the most unforgettable place in September.
"Well, you'll know later."
Yan Fengmian waved and opened the letter first.
There are only a few words on it.
The brush calligraphy is open and closed, and the first-hand cursive calligraphy is very frank and arrogant.
Just like her own temperament.
This——
No woman can practice this masculine font. She's the first one.
Yan Fengmian had a smile in his eyes when he saw what was written on it.
As soon as he sipped his lips, his breath suddenly shortened for two minutes.
The first acquaintance with you is like the return of an old friend.
The bright moon at the end of the world is new, and I miss you most in the morning and evening.
He held the paper and remained silent for a long time.
On September 9, he asked with concern, "Your Highness, but what excessive words did Miss Su write?"
In his eyes, Su Yan is a woman without skin and face. She can't write too much.
Yan Fengmian shook his head, suddenly stopped and nodded.
Ten day nine: "
So is this too much or not too much?
Then he saw Yan Fengmian, carefully folded the letter and put it in the envelope again. I was going to save it seriously, and I shut up on September 9.
The wooden carving is a small delicate box. Before opening it, I thought it was filled with strange things.
When Yan Fengmian took out the rough wood carving, he smoked at the corner of his mouth.
"This doll... Shouldn't she have carved it herself?"
Also——
Too ugly!
Yan Fengmian's eyes were deep, and the gentle light fell on his clear and meaningful eyebrows. He only felt that the years were quiet and good.
He rubbed the doll, and his pale slender fingers suddenly held the doll in the palm of his hand, as if he had got some treasure.
……
Two days later, Su Yan didn't wait for Yan Fengmian's reply.
So he wrote another poem.
The moon shines back on the lake, wild cranes rush to the idle clouds, and I step into you.
Yan Fengmian received it and read it. His earlobes were folded carefully and included in a delicate small box.
Still no reply.
……
Su Yan was not angry, and thought of Yan Fengmian's shy and lovely appearance in her mind.
It must be a pale, clear and meaningful face, suddenly dyed as red as the morning glow.
Warm drooping eyes are more confused, with a little water.
Well, when an outsider is present, he must be very calm and introverted.
She thought and wrote another song.
Between moonlight and snow, you are the third unique color.
Yan Fengmian received a letter again. He searched the poetry collections he had seen. It is certain that he had never seen this form of existence.
Jiuyi, who was responsible for delivering letters to Yan Fengmian, looked stuffy and walked into the study.The carved window of the study is open. Outside the window is a pond with lush green bamboo planted next to it. Light and shadow fell, reflecting a mottled interior.Yan Fengmian sat by the window and read a book.Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes, saw ten days nine, raised his eyes, "what?" his eyes moved down and smiled when he saw what he was holding in his hand, "who sent it?"Ten days nine is more unhappy, and dare not disobey their master.The bitter enemy said, "it's from Su's house."Who else can it be?No, it's the demon!Yan Fengmian smiled, "bring it." he put down his book, inexplicably, and looked forward to it.Put the letter down on September 9.Yan Fengmian couldn't help laughing. "Ten days nine, don't have so many prejudices against Miss Su. In fact, she is a very simple and kind person."simple? good?Why don't you believe a word?!A simple woman will take the initiative to chase a man. And how long has she known your highness two before she insulted your highness two!This is the most unforgettable place in September."Well, you'll know later."Yan Fengmian waved and opened the letter first.There are only a few words on it.The brush calligraphy is open and closed, and the first-hand cursive calligraphy is very frank and arrogant.Just like her own temperament.ThisNo woman can practice this masculine font. She's the first one.Yan Fengmian had a smile in his eyes when he saw what was written on it.As soon as he sipped his lips, his breath suddenly shortened for two minutes.The first acquaintance with you is like the return of an old friend.The bright moon at the end of the world is new, and I miss you most in the morning and evening.He held the paper and remained silent for a long time.On September 9, he asked with concern, "Your Highness, but what excessive words did Miss Su write?"In his eyes, Su Yan is a woman without skin and face. She can't write too much.Yan Fengmian shook his head, suddenly stopped and nodded.Ten day nine: "So is this too much or not too much?Then he saw Yan Fengmian, carefully folded the letter and put it in the envelope again. I was going to save it seriously, and I shut up on September 9.The wooden carving is a small delicate box. Before opening it, I thought it was filled with strange things.When Yan Fengmian took out the rough wood carving, he smoked at the corner of his mouth."This doll... Shouldn't she have carved it herself?"AlsoToo ugly!Yan Fengmian's eyes were deep, and the gentle light fell on his clear and meaningful eyebrows. He only felt that the years were quiet and good.He rubbed the doll, and his pale slender fingers suddenly held the doll in the palm of his hand, as if he had got some treasure.Two days later, Su Yan didn't wait for Yan Fengmian's reply.So he wrote another poem.The moon shines back on the lake, wild cranes rush to the idle clouds, and I step into you.Yan Fengmian received it and read it. His earlobes were folded carefully and included in a delicate small box.Still no reply.Su Yan was not angry, and thought of Yan Fengmian's shy and lovely appearance in her mind.It must be a pale, clear and meaningful face, suddenly dyed as red as the morning glow.Warm drooping eyes are more confused, with a little water.Well, when an outsider is present, he must be very calm and introverted.She thought and wrote another song.Between moonlight and snow, you are the third unique color.Yan Fengmian received a letter again. He searched the poetry collections he had seen. It is certain that he had never seen this form of existence.
