C12 Letters

Su Xiujie calmed himself down and immediately bowed to Jiang Xinman.

"I'll have to trouble Miss Jiang to wait for me first."

Then, she walked to the stone table, picked up a pen and paper, and started to write. Jiang Xinman didn't have to wait long before she took the letter back to find Jiang Xinci.

Jiang Xinman felt like she was a messenger, and what made her even more puzzled was that no one stopped her even though she was walking so brazenly in the depths of the palace. Jiang Xinci didn't have that much power, it was unbelievable...

Jiang Xinci sat in the inner room, looking at the letter in a small box with a padlock. It was the letter they used to communicate their feelings, but in the end, they could not leave it behind.

Jiang Xinci raised a candlestick and hesitated before deciding to burn it. She was happy that she had a confidant like Su Xiujie in her life.

As soon as Jiang Xinman entered the room, she saw Jiang Xinci's heartbroken expression. In front of her was a burning brazier, and the papers inside had all turned to ashes.

"Xinci, aren't you a little too fast..."

Jiang Xinman couldn't accept it. She was decisive and didn't leave any room for negotiation. She didn't even want to think about it. He rushed forward and pulled Jiang Xinci away, but he did not do anything to the brazier, because... The fire was too big!

Jiang Xinci looked at the slowly extinguishing brazier and smiled with tears in her eyes. She wiped away her tears and shook her head at Jiang Xinman. If she continued to hesitate, she was afraid that the matter would be exposed, and she would drag the Jiang family down and die without a burial ground!

"Xinci..."

Jiang Xinman's heart was twitching. She still had Su Xiujie's letters in her arms. Jiang Xinci had already burned all of the original letters, so what about the letters Su Xiujie had given her?! She had been entrusted with someone else, and now...

Jiang Xinci used water to rinse the ashes from the brazier into the dirty bucket. Jiang Xinman felt that she must have done this kind of thing quite a few times... Was the small black iron basin at home also... This kind of effect?

"The letter... Has it been delivered?" Jiang Xinci did not dare to look at Jiang Xinman anymore. She silently looked at the closed window and folded her hands, looking a little unsettled.

Sigh... What should she say...

Jiang Xinman sighed helplessly, "It's been delivered..."

"Then he..."

Jiang Xinci wanted to ask about Su Xiujie, but she suppressed her voice and endured it. However, how could all of these small actions escape Jiang Xinman's eyes?

Jiang Xinman walked in front of Jiang Xinci and took out Su Xiujie's reply from her bosom. She threw it in front of her in a very handsome manner.

Jiang Xinci was very surprised. "Didn't you say that it had already been delivered..." Then she realized that he must have replied... He must be disappointed in me... She lied to him.

She turned her head away and didn't look at it.

Jiang Xinman kept waving the letter in front of her. "You... Do you really not want to know what the other party wrote?"

"The other party's attitude is very firm... Is it good or bad? You..."

Jiang Xinman's words were like a cat's paw scratching at Jiang Xinci's heart. Originally, she had already made up her mind to forget about him and become an emotionless fire watcher, but it just had to be someone she cared about, something she cared about, how could she not be touched...

"Xinci? You really don't want to read it? You really don't want to read it?!" Jiang Xinman took back the letter and looked at the letter in her hand and the other party's sincere bow. She was going to make a move!

Jiang Xinman opened the letter and pointed the text at Jiang Xinci. Even if she said that she didn't want to read it, her body might be a little more honest. She turned her head and forced her eyes to look at it. After all... Was it something she cared about?

Jiang Xinman herself did not read what was written in the letter. It was a private conversation between a couple, what did she mean by peeking? If she read it, it was hard to guarantee that there would be ears on the other side of the wall or that some accident would hear it.

Jiang Xinci accidentally caught a glimpse of the contents of Su Xiujie's letter to her under Jiang Xinman's attack.

Not knowing what was written on it, Jiang Xinman saw Jiang Xinci sitting on the couch in a daze, then crying and laughing.

Jiang Xinman suddenly wondered what Su Xiujie had said to make Jiang Xinci act like this. Were all women in love so easily moved?

However, although she was moved, Jiang Xinci's remaining rationality restrained her impulse: "But... I..."

She was someone else's woman. This kind of thing, she would mind, right? Moreover, she was pregnant, how could she be accepted? Even if she could, she would at least mind...

Jiang Xinman could roughly guess the knot in Jiang Xinci's heart, but this kind of thing could only be solved face to face by the two of them. How about... Go out and meet?

But it would definitely be exposed! Jiang Xinci was currently a hot topic in the palace. Everything she did would be found out by people from all over and then found out.

Some of the women in the harem, whether they were bored or not, would try to make their lives more colorful, not for favor, not for wealth, but simply for wit and courage.

Have you forgotten about me?

Duanxin had not spoken for a long time, and his sudden words made Jiang Xinman unable to react in time.

I can help you, why don't you ask me...

When Jiang Xinman heard Duanxin's resentful tone, she felt goosebumps all over her body. To be honest, she had indeed forgotten a little. After all, she couldn't count on the black goods system at all. If she relied on him to survive, then Jiang Xinman would completely fall.

She had been able to gather all sorts of strategies, but now she had to think with her head.

Hey!

After all, Jiang Xinci was her elder sister. She didn't want to see Jiang Xinci lose everything after ascending to the throne. In the end, she even lost her life in the palace.

She was more like a bard of mountains and rivers.

Hey...

She thought more highly of Su Xiujie than the emperor. What was so good about the emperor? He was just a sports tool and did not have her heart.

Hey... Don't let your heart fill the screen alone!

He could see it! He had just leveled up. Why, why did he feel like he was about to be abandoned?

What's wrong? If you have something to say, hurry up and say it. I'm busy! Jiang Xinman was a little impatient.

I can help you deliver the letter.

'Are you serious? '

Really, I can. I've leveled up!

'No wonder I felt like I crashed when I called you a few days ago... Is it true? Why am I so suspicious? '

'Really! Absolutely true! Didn't you realize that time passed extremely slowly when we were communicating?'

Jiang Xinman was reminded by him and found that it was true. Jiang Xinci kept pouring the tea, and the flow of the tea was also very slow.

Well, it's not really time deceleration, it's your senses that get sharp when you're talking to me, ten thousand times as sharp, and that's what makes everything look slow to you, but if you're moving now, you're moving at the same speed as you're moving around...

'I guess so too. Otherwise, I would have to get used to being a martial arts master... '

As long as I get used to it.

Jiang Xinman repeatedly confirmed that Duanxin could solve this matter, then asked Jiang Xinci to write back.

Jiang Xinci looked at her sister with some doubt. What exactly was this method of sending a letter that could not be discovered...

"Aiya, just write it. It's really, really, really!"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you see it. Inside... is my secret code with him."

Jiang Xinman took a closer look curiously and realized... It was indeed a big boss. She did not understand the conversation between the two big bosses...

A few words, some drawn symbols, patterns, and something that looked like a ghost drawing talisman... Wasn't this code a little too much?

Fortunately, it was only a part of it. The other part was still to write poems to communicate their feelings.

Therefore, under Jiang Xinci's worried gaze, Jiang Xinman took the letter and set off.