Yao Anxin is not stupid. The old lady actually assigned her such homework and would definitely not give her a book without any problems.

There must be something unreasonable in the story given by the old lady.

So, where is this unreasonable place?

Oh, by the way, a daughter, under what circumstances will she meet someone’s husband?

How many times did she meet her husband?

How many times have you been alone?

Under what circumstances will an unmarried girl get along alone with a married man?

...

With such a thread breaking through the cocoon, Yao An Xinquan's thoughts surged, and he wrote as if he was a god, and he felt that he had a lot of content to write.

The maid came over after finishing the bed and wanted to call the lady to sleep, but she saw Yao Anxin lying on the table and writing non-stop.

"Miss, it's too late. You have to go to school tomorrow, otherwise, you'll write it tomorrow?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to bed right away. I just happened to have inspiration, and I'm afraid I'll forget it until tomorrow." Yao Anxin lowered her head and did not lift her up.

Maid: "..."

——No, you should go to bed!

——Miss, have you forgotten the fact that you got up late last time and the servant in the yard was almost cleaned up by the eldest lady?

Yao Anxin is getting more and more excited as she writes, and she really feels like she doesn’t want to stop.

Sometimes, this is how it is. The thoughts of the spring are like a pen. The more you write, the more you feel, the more you want to write.

Because of this, Yao Anxin didn't want to stop because she was afraid that once she stopped, she would forget it the next day tomorrow.

She was able to write vigorously, and the maid next to her was so anxious that she was desperate.

Finally, under the urging of the maid, Yao Anxin did not finish writing and got into bed a little later than usual.

In the night dream, Yao Anxin dreamed that she had transformed into the white lotus in the story...

Of course, she is not as stupid as the White Lotus in the story. She will be foolish when she meets a man. The man she meets is elegant, with a proper approach, a situation in both sides and side, and a calm move. She should be a model for gentlemen in the world.

It’s a pity that you have not given birth to me, but I am married. I wish I had a different life and I would be happy with you every day.

Just like what happens in the story, Yao Anxin thinks that she only adheres to the etiquette of the boudoir and never makes a mistake. When she interacts with that man, she is also a gentleman's friendship as light as water, and she has never surpassed her rules.

Even so, the man's wife still...

In a daze, Yao Anxin heard the maid's urging: "Miss, Miss, stop sleeping, Miss, it's already dawn, you can get up quickly."

"It would be too late if you can't get up!"

"Miss, get up quickly!"

...

Yao Anxin opened her eyes in a daze, and what was imprinted into her eyes was Mo Xiang's familiar face.

When Yao Anxin saw that it was so late, she almost exclaimed. She quickly got up, put on her clothes and washed her face under the maid's service, stuffed her head a few times, and then hurried to school.

As for the storybook, fortunately someone reminded her that before she left, she sent a maid to her mother's place.

When Mrs. Yao saw the maid, she naturally had to ask a few questions about her daughter's situation.

The maid didn't dare to say much, just said that everything was as usual.

Mrs. Yao nodded, put the verbal book aside, and handled other things first. It was not until after lunch that she had time to pick up the verbal book and read it.

On the other hand, Gu Qingling received a letter from Li Wenchong.

Obviously, after breaking in the middle of the night that night, after she got angry, Li Wenchong knew something was wrong and changed to "Hongxin's letter delivery".

The letter begins with apology, saying that he did not mean it, and explained it carefully.

Compared to her intentionally "deprived" by her in front of her, she would explain it more clearly. It seems that she is sincere and has sincere feelings.

But unfortunately...

Unfortunately, Gu Qingling wanted to pretend to be stupid, so she naturally would not "admit it".

So, the letter written by Li Wenchong was like a Shi Luo Dahai, without any echo, and was directly put into the brazier by Gu Qingling.

Li Wenchong: “…”

——What's going on?

——Why didn’t she reply to my letter?

——Didn’t you receive it?

"It should be... unlikely?" Qingzhu looked up slightly at his master and said hesitantly, "The slave personally delivered it on her desk. She could see it when she woke up early, and it was impossible for her not to receive it."

Li Wenchong glanced at him: "What if she was busy getting up early in the morning and didn't see it?"

Qingzhu: "…"

——Okay, you are the master, you have the final say!

"Have you seen her unpack the letter with her own eyes?"

Qingzhu: "...no."

"That's right. You put it on the table, a normal person, who will get up early in the morning and run to the table to see if there is anything on the table? Besides, she is not a scholar." The more she said, the more Li Wenchong felt that she was right.

I waited for a day but didn't see the reply, maybe I just didn't see it.

He blamed Qingzhu and said, "It's so big and I can't do anything yet. What's the use of me?"

Qingzhu was very depressed.

He was once so outstanding that he made the Jinyiwei autistic and his master satisfied, but he never thought that one day he would be disliked.

It turns out that I forget my meaning when I see the color.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only lower his head, silently watched Li Wenchong unfold the letter, and wrote another letter.

——The letter I just sent last night, and I am writing it again now. Isn’t it too urgent?

——Didn’t she say that she might not see it when she woke up early in the morning, but in the afternoon and evening... wouldn’t she have the chance to see it?

——Perfection, it is normal for someone to reply tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

...

When I was about to go to bed in the middle of the night, a flying flag suddenly rubbed over your ear. What was it like?

Don't ask, just ask...

She wants to kill that damn guy!

Gu Qingling looked at the letter in her hand and wanted to grit her teeth.

She wanted to pretend that she hadn't seen the letter before, but she didn't expect that Li Wenchong was so anxious and sent someone to send another letter.

If the letter was normal and was placed on her desk, then the letter almost bit her ear.

Gu Qingling seriously suspected that because she did not reply, Li Wenchong wanted to kill her!

In the letter, Li Wenchong not only asked her with concern why she did not reply, but also told her clearly where the letter he wrote had been placed, reminding her to read it.

——That's a big deal!

——I am an old lady, is it useless to write such a "love letter" to me?

——I am not a little girl from the 28th!

Gu Qingling took a breath, and without saying a word, lit the candlelight on the letter and put it in a teacup to burn it.

After the burning, I didn't forget to pour a cup of tea and pour it outside the window.

As an old lady, it would be better to have fewer "secrets".

That night, Li Wenchong slept very peacefully.

Because Qingzhu repeatedly assured him that Old Lady Yao would definitely see the letter.

He thought that when he got up tomorrow, he would receive a reply from that woman, right?

I don't know what she would write?

Should I tell him my lovesickness, or would I apologize to him, saying that I should not believe him...

Li Wenchong smiled and said: At that time, he would have to take good care of Qiao and let the woman know his identity.
Chapter completed!