Qingluo Jinghe

Chapter 161
"Sister Jing, sister Jing, do you have my letterhead?"

The accompanying ministers had just handed the letter to Princess Mingjing, and Ming An ran over and followed, smiling brightly.

On weekdays, my younger sister was obviously not so nervous about these letterheads. Princess Mingjing was stunned, and told her intuitively that the things behind this were unusual.

"I don't see you being so active on weekdays, why are you so anxious today?" Ming Jing smiled, "If I had your letterhead, I would naturally give it to you, and I wouldn't peek at it. Why are you so anxious?"

"I was so reckless just now, I almost bumped into the subordinate officer, so big and frizzy, I don't feel ashamed."

Ming An shrugged, she was not so reckless because her sweetheart wanted to send her a letter: "Sister Jing made fun of me again, I just wanted to see if there is any letter from me."

Ming Jing smiled, knowing that Ming An probably didn't want to talk about it, so she dug out a letter with Ming An's name on it from a pile of letterheads, and handed it to her sister.

Seeing that Ming An took it like a treasure, Ming Jing couldn't help being a little curious.

"Is it a letter from the princess?"

"On weekdays, the princess cares about you, and you don't listen. Now that you have left Xirong, do you finally know how much the princess treasures you?"

"No, my mother always writes letters with the empress, knowing that I think she's nagging, that's why she won't write letters alone with me." Ming An shrugged, but his self-awareness was very clear.

"You still know!" He stretched out his hand and poked his younger sister's forehead lightly, Ming Jing only felt that this younger sister was really irritating and funny.

If she is stupid, she is quite self-aware. If she is smart, there is nothing she does that is not stupid!
"Sister Jing, stop teasing me."

"Then who gave you this letter?" Ming Jing obviously realized something, "Could it be your sweetheart... Prince An?"

After thinking about this, Ming Jing only felt a thump in her heart. In order to avoid making the emperor worried and suspicious, she didn't even go to see her aunt all this time.

But Ming An didn't feel that he should avoid suspicion at all.It would be fine if he had contact with someone trusted by the emperor, but he had been so confused with the son of King An, and if something really went wrong, the whole son Xi Rong would be buried with him!
Seeing her younger sister's face stained with a thin layer of rouge, Ming Jing knew that her guess was right.

"Sister Jing, why don't you ask..."

"Ming An!"

"Sister Jing, I know, I won't go with Brother Bin easily." Ming An thought that what Sister Jing wanted to say was something that was often said in the Central Plains region, 'marry as a wife, run as a concubine'.

"Of course I can't despise myself. Brother Bin has already promised his sister that he will come to Xirong to marry me in the future. How can I be treated lightly!"

Ming Jing didn't dare to say too much.After all, Ming An was considered a concubine, and if he talked too much, it was inevitable that Ming An would think that he was using his status as a concubine to suppress her, and he would not be able to persuade her in the future.

"Okay, you promise yourself that you won't be bullied, and you won't be deceived by a heartless person." Ming Jing sighed, "You are still young, don't think about hanging yourself on this tree."

"Sister Jing's words are wrong. Brother Bin and I are in love with each other, so what could be wrong?"

Ming An was somewhat dissatisfied with her sister's words, and her petulant temper also came up, "Sister Jing, I'd better think about it, if you have a sweetheart, you should pursue it rather than miss me."

Seeing her younger sister disappearing at the gate of the courtyard, Ming Jing suddenly understood the reason why Ming Cheng would get a headache and chest tightness every time Ming Cheng did something.

My good intentions are not only not understood by others, but also blamed. I feel that I have too much control, how can I not make people feel uncomfortable?
Within two days, Ming Jing caught a bit of cold because of the current anger, and suffered a cold, let's not mention it for the time being, but said to go back to Ming An...

Back in the courtyard, Ming An was full of anger.Sister Jing is not like this on weekdays, why is Brother Bin like this?
So does the father, so does the mother, and even the queen!In addition to my own brother who is willing to support me, I am now alone and helpless.

After calming down for a while, Ming An also wanted to apologize to his sister, but he couldn't hold back, so he had to sit on the sidelines.

Looking at the letter on the table case that stirred up the matter, Ming An said to himself: "Because you caused me to quarrel with Sister Jing, I hope you can bring me some good news."

Carefully opening the letter paper, Ming An took out the letter from Li Bin inside, and saw some sweet and greasy words written on it, his heart was not bothered immediately, he just felt as if he had swallowed honey.

"Brother Bin also knows to remind me that Jingzhaocheng is no better than Xirong..."

Love the house and the black, hate the house and the house.Sometimes the words of family members cannot be listened to, the persuasion of friends cannot be listened to, and the kindness of strangers cannot be listened to, but the sweet words of liars are the easiest to move people's hearts.

Reading Xin Ming'an from Li Bin, I feel that my life is somewhat complete, "It would be great if I can always be with Brother Bin..."

"Brother Bin reminded me to make friends with General Qing and the others. That's what my brother told me. Sure enough, they can understand me."

At this time, Ming An was already immersed in Li Bin's words, completely forgetting that Ming Jing had reminded Jing Zhao of the difficulty long ago, and even had analyzed with her how to deal with this relationship with everyone...

Satisfied, Ming An began to polish the ink, wrote one letter after another, but always felt that there was something dissatisfied.

Worried that her sister was holding her breath, Ming Jingjiu knocked on the door and no one responded, and when she pushed the door open, she saw a messy scene.

There were ink stains on the table and the ground, and the crumpled rice paper was thrown wantonly on the ground.

"Ming An?"

"Ah, I made a typo."

"No, no, will Brother Bin misunderstand..."

Ming An was obviously still immersed in his own world, and he was not satisfied with the letter he wrote.

Seeing that her sister should be fine, Ming Jing was still holding her breath after all, so she withdrew and followed the orders of the ministers.

"After Wang Ji finishes writing the letter, you tell her to clean up the house by herself." Thinking of her younger sister's wasteful appearance just now, Ming Jing also became ruthless.

"Just tell her that I asked for it. If you don't pack it up, I won't send this letter to her."

I don't know if Ming Jing can pamper her little sister any more, she really can't bear to be fierce at all...

At dusk, a few rays of light penetrating through the trees made the yard mottled, Ming Jing sat in front of the desk, looking at the blank rice paper in front of him, not knowing how to tell his parents and princess about today.

The last ray of sunlight streaked across the desk, and candles were lit in every house in Jingzhao City.

The maid in charge of the mansion watched Ming Jing sit in a daze for the whole afternoon, not knowing what she should do now, not knowing whether to take a step at the door or not.

"Come in, it's getting late."

(End of this chapter)