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The feeling of depression in Fang Weihan's heart disappeared quietly.

There is no need to argue now because our values are aligned.

"Yun Shu, I think Senior Sister is more conscious than you."

Fang Weihan muttered to himself.

Yun Shu who just came out: "?"

"Fang Weihan! You are such a heartless person! Whoever feeds you is your mother, right? You only remember the kindness of Senior Sister, but have forgotten who brought you up?"

The girl yelled in frustration.

"You still doubt whether you are attracted by beauty, ugh! Don't doubt it anymore, I tell you, you are attracted by beauty! You bastard who values beauty over books! I should beat you to death!"

Fang Weihan: "..."

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After bidding farewell to Wen Zhexue, he returned to his palace.

I don’t need to find my senior sister to practice tonight. I can also travel back five hundred years to boost Fang Tang’s progress.

If I haven’t seen Fang Tang for a day, I don’t know if my wife...grandmother misses me.

However, before that, I still have something to do.

I have to write a letter to Wanwan to ask about the situation.

More than half a month has passed and I don’t know how she is doing.

Fang Weihan was thinking so.

It would be better for me to send it before she sends me a letter, otherwise Wanwan might get jealous again.

"Sir, there is a letter for you!"

Ning Bai walked over hurriedly, holding an envelope.

"It was sent by Miss Xie!"

Ning Bai gave him a meaningful look and looked very pleased.

Fang Weihan: "?"

What the hell did I just say?

Forget it, just treat it as a fart, no one heard it anyway.

"I, I, I! I heard it, I heard it!"

Yun Shu raised her little hand and said proudly with her chin raised.

Fang Weihan pushed her back into his sea of consciousness.

"Thank you, Sister Ningbai."

He took the letter from Ning Bai and felt inexplicably nervous.

Why does this suddenly feel like opening an acceptance letter?

What would Wanwan write for herself?

Chapter 237 Xie Lingwan's Letter

When I received the letter, before I had time to take a look at the words on it, the elegant fragrance already hit my nose.

Fang Weihan unfolded the letter paper, and the familiar and elegant handwriting came into view, as graceful and agile as a flying butterfly.

The girl's calligraphy is superb, so imitating her letters is extremely difficult.

It has its own anti-counterfeiting function, which can save you the money for a stamp.

He looked down.

"This is to my husband."

Xie Lingwan always liked to call herself husband. Even though she had nominally broken off the engagement with herself, the girl was still obsessed with this title.

It's very much her usual style.

"It has been a long time since we last met, and I haven't heard about your recent situation. I have been sending you letters to ask about your situation, and I miss you very much."

Fang Weihan read these short sixteen words, but they sounded like a thousand pounds of weight. To outsiders, these words sounded like polite words, but perhaps only Fang Weihan could understand the true meaning.

Four sentences of petition, every word comes from the heart. Wanwan and I have never been apart for such a long time. I still have someone to accompany me, but what about Wanwan? Has she already gotten used to loneliness?

Fang Weihan felt a little uncomfortable.

It would have been fine if he hadn't read the letter. After reading it, he suddenly realized that he had long been unable to let go of his feelings for Xie Lingwan.

"When I first arrived in Kuaiji, I had not yet had the chance to see the beauties of the Three Wus, but hurried to the Kuaiji market to buy some household items. Although Dongshan has magnificent scenery, the mountain residence is humble and has been uninhabited for a long time. All that remains are a broken bed, a broken tripod, a broken zither, a few volumes of torn books, and a missing inkstone."

What's the situation?

Could it be that Wanwan doesn't have the money to buy a better place? Why does she live in such a remote place?

Fang Weihan looked very worried.

He couldn't help but continue reading in a hurry.

"Are you worried, my husband? All of the above are just my nonsense, just to gain your sympathy. I hope you won't blame me."

Fang Weihan: "..."

This Wanwan.

The elegant girl seemed to appear in front of Fang Weihan's eyes. She looked back, bent down, and was smiling at him playfully.

He continued reading, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

In this paragraph, Xie Lingwan roughly describes what Dongshan Manor looks like.

"Although the manor is old, it is still usable inside and out. The high house is towering, and the old pines are proud. The tall locust trees and deep bamboos are dark and shady. Facing the stream is the moon. The water and trees are bright, and the algae and water chestnuts are intertwined. Fish swim in the shallows, as if flying in the air. There is a stone bridge over the stream, with low steps, which can seat ten people."

"I wonder if my sister and I can sit together?"

The corner of Fang Weihan's mouth twitched.

It was still the familiar taste of resentment. How could I find ten of them? Wanwan was too jealous.

"The people of Kuaiji are good at carving stones. I happened to see a stone lion in the market that looked very much like the one in front of your palace. I always remember you and I chasing and playing beside it. I didn't know how long the days and months had passed. It has been seven years."

"I suddenly dreamed of my old memories, and I was moved by the things. I wanted to buy this stone lion and put it in front of my mountain home. Unexpectedly, a man also wanted this thing and fought with me for it. So I paid ten times the gold to buy it. The man was terrified and ran away."

"My dear, am I doing the right thing?"

Fang Weihan looked at the two lines she wrote and found them very interesting.

When that person saw Xie Lingwan offer ten times the price, he must have been shocked. Even a dull person could tell that this girl was extraordinary.

This is the confidence that Haoheng gives Wanwan, which is great.

He wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Fang Weihan rubbed his sore eyes and continued reading.

"There are so many trivial things in life. If I write them all down, I am afraid I will miss a lot. I have to open them again and again before I send them out. Please forgive my laziness and don't want to say more."

"I have established myself in Dongshan, and have made the Xie family famous in Jiangzuo. The world is like a river, and people are like carp. However, I still have enough wealth and can take a boat across the river. It is not unreasonable to bring my husband with me."

Fang Weihan read a lot of dominance and arrogance from these two sentences, as if the entire Jiangdong was already in the girl's hands.

As expected, it’s Wanwan.

He smiled knowingly.

This is a letter in which Xie Lingwan describes her recent situation. After she finished describing her recent situation, the letter also came to an end.

"People say, 'If you are grateful, I will follow you.' Now my husband is still alive, and I am traveling thousands of miles alone. It is my fault. I am extremely ashamed of my husband's love. I am afraid to write, as it is difficult to write by myself. I have written several letters, but only one has arrived."

"The East Mountain is small and it is difficult to see the blue sky. The Jiangzuo is low and wet, and the brilliant flame of Taiji cannot be seen. The Changming Kuaiji is a thousand miles away, and the river is several days away, and it is difficult for birds to reach it. I wonder if my husband is well? Is he happy? Do you still have a little bit of me in your heart?"

"I put down my pen and feel sad, I am writing without success. My feelings are long but the paper is short, I can't finish my lingering love."

"Please come back soon."

"Xie Lingwan, in Dongshan, Kuaiji."

I have finished reading the letter.

Fang Weihan held the letter paper, motionless.

"Alas, your ex-fiancée knows how to be sentimental."

Yun Shu said quietly.

She appeared out of nowhere and stood beside him, now standing on tiptoe to peek at the letter in Fang Weihan's hand.

"Put yourself in your shoes. If I were in your shoes, I would be moved by this letter. I would say something like I will marry her in this life."

"But you... you are a bastard who wants to start a harem, but you probably can't do it."

While giving his comments, Yun Shu did not forget to give him a word of advice.

Fang Weihan: "?"

He obviously didn't want to indulge her bad habit.

"What the hell are you talking about? Don't you support me in starting a harem? Then who was it that instigated me to go and capture Senior Sister the other day?"

he sneered.

"Alas, it's the general trend. But obviously the general trend of the world and my subjective feelings are often in conflict."

Yun Shu stiffened his neck and spoke stubbornly, feeling somewhat guilty.

Fang Weihan carefully folded the letter in half and put it away.

"What are you going to write in reply?"

Yun Shu jumped over and poked Fang Weihan with some curiosity.

"I was just thinking..."

Fang Weihan walked into the house, poured some water and started grinding ink.

"Wait, you don't want to see me write?"

He suddenly thought of this question and looked up at the girl beside him with some vigilance.

"OK."

Yun Shu nodded modestly, without any self-consciousness.