Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3300 The God of the Heart: The Princess's Disease Dahlia (54)

at this time--

  Jin Zhong also had a heavy face discussing matters with the prince Ning Chengjie in the study. He didn't know that the eldest son he had been fond of for so many years was actually a modest concubine in his impression.

  While Lin Jiayun was still consoling Jin Ningfu painstakingly, Jin Shuotian had a headache and ran out to drink.

   "Mother!" Jin Ningfu pouted, with a look of dissatisfaction: "Why did you say that the princess pressured Brother Jie!"

  She will be the princess in the future, but she doesn't want to be oppressed by that Ningbai.

  Especially in recent days, the prince brother seems to be in a bad mood, and his status in the capital is also...

  This makes Jin Ningfu, who has always dreamed of a queen, anxious in her heart.

   "Shut up." Lin Jiayun frowned and covered Jin Ningfu's mouth. Without letting her speak any more, she whispered and solemnly said, "You are not allowed to talk about the princess in private."

   "No one can hear it again." Jin Ningfu whispered.

"That's not okay." Lin Jiayun reprimanded softly: "You are the eldest daughter of the Jin family, the current princess, you must pay attention to everything you say and do, and you must not make the slightest mistake. You forgot about the last banquet so quickly? Not long memory."

   "I see!" Jin Ningfu said coquettishly: "I'm just worried about the prince brother."

  "This is a political matter. You are a girl, and you don't need to know anything." Lin Jiayun sighed, "You are now with the prince, do your best to comfort him, attend more noble banquets, and make connections. This is the best."

  Jin Ningfu was anxious, couldn't listen at all, pouting and not talking.

  And at this moment,

  The maid beside Lin Jiayun bowed her head and walked in, saluting respectfully, and whispering softly: "Ma'am, someone is asking to see you."

"Who?"

"This... the slave and maid did not know it." The maid hesitated, carefully recalling the face she had just seen, and said with some inaccuracy: "But the slave and maid felt a bit familiar... ."

"Nanny?" Lin Jiayun frowned slightly, unable to guess, but in the bottom of her heart she felt uneasy inexplicably, and she seemed to be eager for something. The sudden emotions even surprised her herself, "I have been here for so many years. what."

   Obviously.

  Such questions.

  Only after seeing me, can I get the answer.

   "Ningfu, you go back first." Almost subconsciously, Lin Jiayun avoided Jin Ningfu.

  Jin Ningfu was not here, and didn't care about such things at all, so he said good things and went out directly.

  While going out, Jin Ningfu happened to ran into a middle-aged woman who was led in by the maid. She glanced inadvertently, and a trace of disdain passed in her eyes, and she curled her lips without taking it seriously.

  Princess Mansion.

  A snow-white pigeon hovered a few times in the blue sky, uttered a tweet, swooped down from the high sky, and flew directly to the study of the princess mansion.

The princess was dealing with the recent political affairs in the court, when she heard a scream, she turned her eyes down slightly, her pupils were stained with a little bit of gold against the halo, and she just saw the pigeon staying on the window lattice, thumping With white wings and slender pigeon legs wrapped around a small thing, his eyes are staring in the direction of the girl at the moment.

  Ranbai took a look, stood up calmly, walked to the window, and took a rolled note from the pigeon's leg.

   is a letter.

  The pigeon stands obediently on the window lattice, very docile, lying prone to rest.

  The girl next to her has picturesque eyebrows, her long eyelashes lightly drooping.

  Snow-white slender fingers slowly opened and smoothed the letter, and what caught your eye was the elegant and sharp font.

  It is self-evident who the person who passed the book on the flying pigeon is.

  Dyeing white eyes, he looked at each word.

  This is the beginning of the letter.

   "After a month, I have been missing it for a long time. Everything in the army is stable, and the first battle is successful. Your Highness, don't read it..."

  The letter was written very long, and I read it without losing a word.

  The young man draws one stroke at a time, as if he can see the picturesque and elegant eyebrows between the lines, which are a bit stunning.

  Jinyao briefly talked about his situation in the army, but it was more about her, almost inseparable from him, he was careful and worried.

  This is not the first time Jin Yao has sent a letter.

  Calculating, from the day Jin Yao left the capital to the present, one month has passed unconsciously.

  The good news about the victory of the first battle has already reached the capital, and the heart of the dragon is happy.

  On average every few days, Ranbai receives a letter from Jin Yao.

  The content of the letter is always very long, and she really can’t figure out why Jin Yao has so much to say.

  But I read every letter word by word and responded.

  It's just that the princess is not good at words, she can't say anything about love and caring, and every time she responds to Jin Yao's question in the letter in a plain and flat manner, and ends with a few words.

  Many times, Jin Yao told the princess in the letter, and the princess responded calmly, but the boy was still impatient.

  The sunlight outside the window was clean and warm, and the ten-mile autumn wind was not dry. A few ray of pale light fell between the princess’s eyebrows, like broken gold, through the girl’s slender white fingers, jumping mottled on the snow-white letter, swaying the shadow of the light.

  White paper and black characters, the paper is short and long, the shadow of the girl's fingers fell on the envelope and swayed slightly, the halo melted between the lines, and the pen and ink filled with love.

  Ranbai finished reading the letter completely, he groaned a little, and then walked back to the desk with the letter.

  Strictly and cleanly put the letter paper in the drawer, then spread the letter paper. Dip the pen in ink.

  The princess wrote a few words with a solemn attitude.

  Everything is fine, don't read it.

  A few words in black and white, on the white letter paper

   is particularly eye-catching.

Then……

  There is no more.

  Dyeing white and stopped writing, staring at the letter paper, wondering whether he should respond to anything, but there was nothing to say.

  Feng Luo raised his paw and covered his face silently.

  Every time the official partner writes you such a long letter, how many words do you reply to the host? !

  The little things are really unique.

  Finalize directly to be a good fellow.

   "Host." Feng Shiguo couldn't stand it anymore, and said earnestly.

  Dye Bai has put down the brush, "What?"

   "A few words about you..." Feng Luo thought for a while, and asked very sincerely, "Compared with Jin Yao's letter, it seems too perfunctory."

  Dyeing white: "..."

  Ranbai refused to answer the sealed question.

  Feng Luo sighed: "Host, can you know yourself about you."

If it is an official match, every time it writes to others happily, and writes affectionately for a long time, the other party will only say: "Yeah.", "Know.", "Everything is well." Wait, wait, and then. Otherwise, simply answer the question.

  It is estimated to vomit three liters of blood.

  Stained white eyes smiled, a hint of coldness in the evil spirit, "Go away."

  Seal: "..."

   Finish the ball.

  #What to do if the host becomes angry when I ask the host online#

  #Could it be the anger of being pierced by the truth#

   "Host." Feng Luo said slowly: "One sentence is too simple, otherwise you can say a few more words, even if you say hello.

"I teach you!"

  (End of this chapter)