Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 24: The First Minister of Power Also Likes to "Marry by Force" (4)

It is undeniable that the girl in front of me is extremely beautiful.

She was dressed in white as white as snow, with her black hair tied up in a simple and elegant bun, and her eyebrows and eyes were soft and charming.

Although she is only fifteen years old, she has the beauty of a mixture of oriental charm and exotic style.

Her sickly pale face showed her fragility, and her slender and thin body was enough to arouse people's pity just by standing there quietly.

Especially those who provoke men, Yu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a long while, he raised his hand and said, "Sit down."

Looking at the girl who sat down obediently as he was told, Yu Wen's eyes were filled with unclear emotions. He slowed down his voice:
"Rest well when you come back this time. Tell your Aunt Liu if you need anything."

After a pause, "Song Yang sent someone to deliver a letter early, saying that he would be able to return to the capital in the spring. At that time, he would ask the emperor to grant you a marriage and welcome you into the palace with great fanfare."

"This is a good thing for our Yu family, and for you as well."

"Don't lose sight of the big picture and lose the sense of propriety of a lady from a noble family."

The man's voice was soft and hoarse, and contained a hint of threat and coaxing.

The civil officials of the Yu family and the military generals of the Song family are both influential forces in the imperial court.

Such a strong marriage is under scrutiny from all directions, not to mention there is a new emperor who has only been on the throne for a few years. How could it be so easy?

Yu Ci lowered her eyes, covered her lips and coughed softly: "I will listen to my father in everything."

The communication went smoothly, with the man basically asking about her health and giving instructions, while the girl was gentle and soft, responding from time to time.

Seeing that the person in front of him was so obedient, Yu Wen's eyes softened a little. He rewarded her with a lot of things and let her go back to her room to rest early.

Looking at the departing white shadow, Yu Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.

I remembered that a few days ago, Liu Shuang cried and said something about her old wife being beaten into a pig's head and she was so heartbroken that she couldn't sleep every night.

Yuwen chuckled.

With that little girl's body, she was panting with every step and coughing every two steps. Who could she slap? And how could she slap someone into a pig's head?

I don't want to spread some unreliable rumors.

He is really crazy about winning favor.

……

It is deep winter, and there are still about two and a half months until the beginning of spring next year.

When I was living in a village in a border state, I often received letters from the frontier. Now that I live in seclusion in the prime minister's mansion, I still receive letters from time to time.

"girl!"

With a crisp sound, Xia Tao walked into the room with a rosy face and a smile.

"Girl," Xia Tao shook off the heavy snow on her body, leaving the coldness of her outer clothes at the door. She jumped in front of the girl and held a paper letter in both hands.

"The general has written again."

In front of the low couch, Yu Ci raised her eyebrows slightly, stretched out her hand holding the stove, took the letter, unfolded it and read it——

[My dear sister, I am glad to see you in person.]
[According to the date, I think my sister must have arrived at the Prime Minister's residence to stay temporarily. It is late winter and snowing heavily. The capital is cold and foggy. My sister should rest and recuperate. Do not go out.]
[The border has been peaceful recently, the enemy has been retreating for a long time, and returning to Beijing is inevitable.]
[Wait for me to come back.]
The handwriting of the letter writer was sharp and concise, and it was just a few short greetings as usual. Although it was a bit literary, it was pleasing to read.

Yuci smiled.

She took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Xia Tao had already prepared, rolled up her sleeves slightly, and put down her bare hands.

The original owner of this plane was destined to be with her, and their handwriting styles were very similar, so she didn't have to spend much effort imitating the handwriting.

Until she sealed the pen and handed it to Xia Tao beside her, Yu Ci smiled gently and said, "Go ahead."

This thing wouldn't have reached her without passing through several people's hands.

Likewise, her letter would not reach the right person unless it passed through several people's hands.

On the low couch, the girl coughed lightly, pulled her clothes together slightly, looked at the falling snow outside the window, her eyes gentle.

"We are far apart, but I miss you from afar; every moment counts like a year, I wait for Ah Yang to come back..."

In the study, Yu Wen, who was leaning on the upper seat, looked at the intercepted letter in his hand and murmured indifferently.

The man in black below was kneeling on one knee, holding a jumping pigeon in his hand. He glanced at the man cautiously and hesitated:

"Prime Minister, should we continue sending it out, or..."

Hearing this, Yu Wen threw the letter in his hand forward and sneered, "Send it out."

His weak and unable-to-take-self daughter only had her body to hold the great general tightly.

……

But a moment later, in the study of Jingfu, An Yi, who was standing quietly below, secretly glanced at the man with a normal expression, and squeezed the struggling pigeon in his hand tighter.

"We are far apart, but I miss you from afar; every moment counts like a year, I wait for Ah Yang to come back..."

The whispering voice is soft and low, just like the tender whispers between lovers, making one's ears blush and arousing imagination.

Jing Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the handwriting that was somewhat different from the usual graceful and elegant handwriting. His gaze slowly wandered around, finally stopping on the word "Ayang", unable to move away for a long time.

The temperature in the room was inexplicably cool, which made An shudder. He looked at the man in white clothes in front of him who looked like a banished immortal with a puzzled look.

It’s not like they haven’t intercepted the correspondence between the third daughter of the Yu family and Song Yang in the past, but the adults always took a quick glance at it and let it go despite their busy schedules. Why did they intercept it today…

As he was thinking, the man in front of him lightly picked up the envelope with his fingertips and raised it slightly. The spark from the candle next to him was instantly drawn in and burned up in an instant.

The remaining envelope crumbs flew down and landed on the table.

"I won't send this one."

Jing Yan lowered his eyes, took the letter with his bony hands, and slowly put it into a drawer beside him.

Seeing the confused look on the secret guards' faces below, Jing Yan raised his eyes slightly and slowly turned the Buddhist beads with his fingertips.

The smile on his lips was still very faint, and he opened his thin lips slightly:
"I heard that the Prime Minister has taken over the disaster relief project for tens of thousands of refugees in Fangzhou. I happen to be interested."

"Please inform the Prime Minister that I will pay you a visit on a later date... no, today."

……

[Target Blackened Value +1:97]

Yu Ci raised an eyebrow.

[Target Blackened Value +1:98]

I was kind to you.

[Target Blackened Value +1:99]

Yu Ci: "..."

Fortunately, the blackening value finally stopped at 99. If it had risen one more point, the Yu family would have been wiped out today.

"girl?"

Xia Tao, who was serving on the side, looked at the girl who paused, glanced at the black soup bowl with boiling steam coming out of it on the table, and thought that she was afraid that the medicine would be bitter again, so she quickly took out the candied fruit.

Yuci took it with a smile, but had no intention of drinking the medicine.

She glanced at the medicine bowl calmly, and the strong smell came into her nose: "Pour it into the flower pot."

It's so low-class. He drugged her and kept giving her the drug for several days, as if he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to drink it.

Hearing this, Xia Tao paused.

Looking at his daughter's nonchalant expression, he opened his mouth again and again, but still did not dare to ask. He took the medicine bowl away and poured it into the potted plant in the house.

"girl……"

Not long after returning to Yu's house, the girl's medicine was basically fed with flowers and plants.

Even if she supervised the work personally and did everything herself, there would always be problems with the medicine.

Although I don't know how the girl figured it out, but nowadays girls are inexplicably convincing...

Xia Tao pursed her lips and couldn't help but worry: "The girl's body can't be tolerated, why don't I go to the medicine shop outside to secretly boil it and come back home after it's done?"

It's funny.

The third daughter of the Prime Minister's family had to take medicine in secret.

The servants assigned to serve in the mansion were ambitious and incompetent. Seeing that the young lady was not very favored, they were also negligent in their behavior. Not to mention that there was special care and spies from Liu's side.

What a big joke.

The girl in front of him looked so cute with her angry expression. Yu Ci lowered her eyes and smiled, coughing lightly unconsciously, her frail body trembling slightly.

In fact, she can easily remove things that shouldn't be in the medicine, and can also kill all those unclean people without leaving any trace.

But it’s a strategy, it’s a love affair.

To a certain extent, there must always be some room for some fragments of gods to play.

In a daze, her spiritual sense keenly sensed the approaching breath from afar. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she took Xia Tao's hand and slowly stood up.

"You can't hide forever."

"Some things are better done in person."

(End of this chapter)