Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 364 Is it a letter from your aunt?

After Ming Yi woke up, he looked at the mess in the meditation room, and there was no extra emotion in his eyes.

He took off his dusty white monk robe, and changed into a new one after bathing, which was clean and free from dust.

Calmly pick up the scriptures scattered on the ground one by one, and put them neatly in the original order.

Noticing that one book was missing, he just frowned slightly, and continued as if nothing had happened.

After everything was restored to its original state, he cleaned the tea set, put in a handful of tea leaves, and started to make tea.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing, and the air of tea is dense, adding some warmth in this bleak autumn wind.

But he knew that this kind of warmth couldn't reach the bottom of his heart, not even the bottom of his eyes.

The warmth that floats on the surface is just deceiving oneself and others.

His whole life was nothing more than a joke.

He is an eminent monk who is compassionate and compassionate, and at the same time, he is a downright villain.

He longs for friends and true love, but everything he does has a purpose, and he uses everyone.

Perhaps, there is an exception.

After all, he was really happy and sincere in getting along with each other.

But this kind of sincerity and falsehood are mixed and penetrate each other, even he himself can't tell the difference.

He couldn't deny that he was using her.

Just as he was also being used.

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless.

These eight characters are what he reads most often.

But some things are simply irreversible.

He would rather the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha live this life, but that's all he wants.

He would rather be just Mingyi, a monk in Yuming Temple, who uses Buddhism to save people, but he can't even save himself.

He can't beat the sky.

Ascension is fine.

Ming Yi looked forward to the day when everything was settled.

But even if he really died, the disputes in this world would still not stop, but there was another Ming Yi.

Looking around the wooden house where he lived for many years, every grass and flower in front of the house was planted by him himself, and he has been with him for many springs and autumns, many winters and summers.

Is it time to leave?

General Wu'an Mansion.

Xue Zhi narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows, staring at the thin gold leaf in his hand.

This action lasted for a cup of tea.

"Father, do you see anything?" Xue Ping couldn't stand his silence, this was the third time he asked.

Xue Tian looked at his father's white eyes and pulled Xue Ping.

Do you still need to ask?Obviously didn't see it!

"Father, why don't you invite grandma to come over and have a look? Her old man is well-informed, so she may not know her."

Xue Ping looked at his father's white eyes and pulled Xue Tian.

Mrs. Xue is still here.

After examining the gold leaf carefully, he wrote a letter without saying a word.

"Ping'er, let Yue'er find someone to give it to Han Qihuai."

Xue Tian was a little dazed, now he suspects that Ming Yi is Daliang's spy, why should the letter be sent to Da Zheng's old prince?
Moreover, let Ling Yue find someone to deliver.

Mrs. Xue raised her wrinkled eyelids slightly, and gave him a sidelong glance.

"Han Qihuai knows a lot about Da Zheng's people and affairs, so it's right to ask him. As for Yue'er arranging to deliver the letter, it's because Ming'er's cronies who stay in the capital will follow her instructions, lest the letter fall into the hands of others and cause unnecessary trouble. Trouble."

If there is trouble, it is big trouble.

The old lady of the Great Zhou General's Mansion and the old prince of the Great Zheng Nan Wang's Mansion have a deep personal relationship, no matter how bright and open they are, they are also suspected of collaborating with the enemy.

Xue Tian was dissatisfied: "Ke Yueer has already broken up with Han Ming, grandma, didn't you break their ties by doing this?"

My brother couldn't help laughing, he no longer bothered to hide his disgust.

"Tian'er, don't worry about Han Ming. You haven't seen it for so long? What Yue'er likes is Ayun! You, please be a brother in peace, stop wishful thinking and ask for trouble."

"Brother, you are too mean! What is it called wishful thinking?"

Xue Ping patted him on the shoulder, smiled and sighed, and went to deliver the letter.

Mrs. Xue and Xue Zhi also patted him on the shoulder and looked at him sympathetically.

The next day, Ling Yue put Mrs. Xue's letter together with the letter she had given to Han Ming, put an envelope on the outside, and then went to the Dazheng Posthouse.

"Excuse me, is Hu Bao here?"

Everyone in the post house knew her and invited her to drink tea in the main hall, and after a while Hu Bao trotted over.

"Miss Ling, why are you here?"

Ling Yue sent him the letter: "Hu Bao, I would like to trouble you to give this to the crown prince."

"Letter?" Hu Bao took it, "I'll arrange it right away!"

"Can you deliver it yourself?" Although this request was a bit abrupt, she didn't dare to take any risks.

After thinking for a while, Hu Bao readily agreed.

"I'll pack up and go."

As soon as he reached the door, he folded back again.

"Miss Ling, two days ago my people spotted the man in blue again."

Ling Yue was overjoyed: "Where did you meet?"

Could it be Yuming Temple?

If it was true, Ming Yi would be very suspicious!
Hu Bao said: "Outside General Weiyuan's residence."

Ling Yue's joy turned into consternation.The complexity of the development of the situation has far exceeded the original book, and she only hopes that what she remembers can follow the plot, otherwise the book will be too lonely.

It seems that in order to make up for her previous regrets, she specially sent a handsome young man to her.

Dazheng Nanwang Mansion.

Ning Yao took the dusty Hu Bao to the study.

Han Ming was obviously taken aback when he saw Hu Bao, and he was even more puzzled when he heard that the letter was delivered.

"Isn't it enough to send someone to deliver it?"

"Miss Ling asked her subordinates to deliver it in person, presumably it is an important letter."

Hearing this, Han Ming hurriedly opened the envelope, and another envelope fell inside, with the words "Han Qihuai's relatives" written on it.

He knows who wrote it.

Opening Ling Yue's letter and reading it twice carefully, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She finally made up her mind.

Ah Yun, it really is Ah Yun, she really likes him!

He is handsome, hard-working, and devoted to her, so being a brother-in-law is not a big problem.

But that kid's emotions are too intense, so he needs to study hard!
"My son, my subordinates found out that Daliang's spies had entered General Weiyuan's mansion, and told Miss Ling about this."

"Send someone to keep watching!"

Knowing that he is incapable of arresting people, it is still okay to stare at them.

Maybe it's time for another trip.

Han Ming collected Ling Yue's letter and rode his horse straight to the palace.

I saw Han Qihuai in the imperial study room, pointing at Han Xu's nose and cursing.

The king of a country was scolded bloody by him, like a grandson!
No, grandsons are treated better than him.

When Han Xu saw that Han Ming seemed to have seen his savior, he yelled "Brother" and "Brother" very sweetly.

Han Ming suppressed a smile: "Grandpa, I have a letter from you."

Han Qihuai raised his gray eyebrows, who would have the face to let his grandson deliver the letter himself?

The raised eyebrows suddenly raised, "Is it a letter from your aunt?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Han Xu was ignored, and he took the letter and strode away.

Wanruo's letter cannot be read in such an angry place, he has to go back home and read it calmly, word by word!

Just as Han Ming was about to leave, he was grabbed by Han Xu with a curious look on his face.

"Brother, who is my aunt?"

Han Ming smiled and said, "Grandma is grandpa's god-sister, and she saved grandpa's life when she was young."

Han Xu's eyes were gossip, and his tone was cheerful: "Sister? Is it the woman grandpa couldn't ask for? I once heard my mother say that grandma is not the person grandpa likes, it's a marriage ordered by my parents."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sullen and helpless middle-aged female voice: "Xu'er, when did I say that?"

"Mother, you said it last month."

The elegant and generous Empress Dowager Zheng was even more speechless about this son who failed to accomplish anything but failed.

"Ming'er, don't listen to his nonsense, how can I be disrespectful to the old prince?"

Han Ming saluted respectfully, and said with a smile: "I believe in the Queen Mother. I think the emperor has misremembered all the daily affairs. There is still something to do in the palace, so I will leave first."

(End of this chapter)