The Seventh Bride of President

Zhuang Xiaoyu blinked and became more and more puzzled: "at that time, I was trapped in the courtyard when I was depressed. I remember every letter you wrote to me. I didn't know about the fire and destruction of Qingyu temple.

If I knew, I would have donated some silver to repair it. I can't have any impression of it. "

With that, Zhuang Xiaoyu waved to the jade fragment not far away: "I'll let the jade fragment take all the letters you wrote to me and have a look. I'll know when I open them."

Min Rui smell speech, the facial expression immediately dignified rise.

If it's true, as Zhuang Xiaoyu said, there's something wrong with their communication.

Yu Sui went back to her bedroom and soon came out with a delicate fragrant wooden box. She put the box in front of and behind Zhuang Xiaoyu's face and then stepped down.

Zhuang Xiaoyu opened the box and took out the neatly folded envelopes. "I've sorted out all the letters you wrote to me and put them in this box.

No one knows except the broken jade, and no one has touched the box. "

With that, Zhuang Xiaoyu took out a letter from a stack of envelopes and handed it to min Rui: "look, but this one?"

Min Rui took it, opened the envelope, unfolded the letter, and scanned it at a glance. He saw that although the contents of the letter were still written by himself, some of them were deleted, and by the way, some unimportant things were added, such as the weather

If we don't remember every letter to Zhuang Xiaoyu clearly and deeply, maybe even min Rui himself can't figure out whether he has ever written those deleted contents.

Zhuang Xiaoyu pointed to the handwriting on the page: "you clearly did not mention the Qingyu temple to me. Naturally, I don't know."

After thinking about it, he took out two letters from the incense box: "these two letters and this letter were written one after the other, and they didn't mention it. If you don't believe them, you'll have a look at them together."

Min Rui didn't know. He was frightened when he saw it.

He held the envelope with white fingertips. "These letters are not written by me."

Zhuang Xiaoyu was surprised: "how can it be? It's clearly your handwriting. I can recognize your handwriting. It's elegant and smart, but it's self-made. It's very pleasing to the eye."

"It's really my handwriting, but I didn't write these three letters." Min Rui and his party looked down: "some of the contents I asked you about are deleted, and some unimportant things are added..."

His voice panicked: "who changed the contents?"

Without waiting for Zhuang Xiaoyu to answer, he recited Zhuang Xiaoyu's reply to him in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu: "these are the three replies you wrote to me, aren't they?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't remember what he wrote in his reply. He tilted his head and thought, "I also asked you something about a Yan's stay in Minfu. I want to know if he is well. You just took a few words in your reply. I'm sorry to ask you later..."

Min Rui shook his head: "in your letter to me, you never asked commander Qin anything about this. You just told me that I miss him very much..."

He rubbed his temple: "Xiao Yu, all the letters between you and me have been robbed in the middle of the journey. All the letters to you and me were written by that person after reading the contents of them..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't believe it: "how could it be? If it was true, you would have recognized my handwriting long ago..."