When Xizi heard the words "My Fourth Brother", Youqing almost stopped breathing. He held his parents' letter tightly in his hand, but half of the words on it could not be seen.

Youqing originally looked at the table beside the kang to read the letter, while Xizi and Xiaoxiao sat on the kang guarding the small kang table, and each of them was lit a piece of wax.

Youqing's eyes fell on the candle in front of her. Looking at the candle heart like agar, listening to the low laughter of the two girls on the kang, but she could no longer calm down.

Wen Xixiu's letter, his letter.

The two of them were reading his letter!

Tang Yingyuan is actually watching too!

What exactly was written in his letter? It made them so happy.

Why is Tang Yingyuan watching too? Why can she watch it?

Youqing didn't expect that she could continue to use her brain while she was in a concentrated mood. In the end, she tilted the corner of her mouth and used an inadvertent action to eliminate the candlelight in front of her.

The room suddenly became half dark, and Xizi's eyes raised from the letter: "Why did the candle be extinguished?"

Youqing's tone seemed to be bad: "I don't know who moved the curtain in the outer room, and a gust of wind blew in. I just saw half of my letter." Then he took the candle from the table and came to the kang table: "Borrow a fire."

The heart of the candle meets fire, and it is brighter from one cluster to two clusters, and the eyes are brighter.

Youqing smiled softly: "These two candles are comparable to the glass lamps in the outer room!" As he said that, he squeezed into the two of them, "I am reading the letter here too!"

The other two did not take it seriously. Xizi sat in the middle and pointed to the Xin and smiled, "My fourth brother said, my third brother has planted a particularly beautiful thousand-layer rose, which is like a hibiscus three. It is light red when it blooms in the early morning. It turns into deep red at noon, and then slowly turns into purple red at dusk, and it turns into purple at dusk."

"It's so beautiful~" Youqing exclaimed sincerely.

Xizi felt a little regretful in his tone: "The most regrettable thing is that when the sky darkens, this kind of rose will lose all its petals within half an hour..."

"This is like a decisive woman, she looks charming and mysterious, but she dares to burn herself up at critical moments." Youqing also felt that she had said a little too much today, but in order to integrate into the other party, she had to talk.

Xizi pondered Youqing's words and did not agree very much: "I think a good rose should do its best to extend the flowering period. If it can bloom for thousands of days, it would be better."

Youqing covered her mouth and smiled: "If roses are so easy to raise, who will you sell your baby flowers?"

Xizi also smiled and asked the smile beside her: "You can also comment! Why do you look thoughtful."

Xiaoxiao put away his mind and held the little cloth tiger in his hand and leaned against the wall: "This kind of flower is the most heartless, and if you are satisfied, you will die."

Xizi smiled: "I want to write down all the comments of you two and show them to my third brother!"

Youqing was stunned for a moment, and couldn't figure out who the letter came from, so she had to smile tentatively: "It's great to have an older brother. Your third brother must love you very much. Otherwise, how could he be patient and write such a thick letter to his sister!"

Xizi smiled: "My third brother is too lazy to write a letter to me. This is written by my fourth brother, but I just wrote about the recent things at home to me... I really can't believe that he can write so thickly!"

Youqing finally felt relieved, bit her lip, and looked at the words on the letter with curiosity, and said softly: "It's great to have a brother, you can receive so many letters..."

But my heart was beating: So that's what his words are!

The font style is as thin and clear as the moonlight, just like him.

No wonder people say that the words are like the other person.

Just as I was thinking a lot, I suddenly heard Xizi laugh: "My third brother doesn't believe in this evil. I have to put a few pots of such color-changing roses in front of the window every day. On the first day, a servant came to repay the matter. After hearing this, my third brother turned around and turned around, all the rose petals fell off... On the second day, Huahu bought a small thing to pull a cart with a horse and cart. My third brother accompanied him to watch the horse and cart, and then turned around, the rose fell off again..." Xizi laughed while talking and finally leaned on Xiaoxiao and smiled.

Xiaoxiao also smiled, but said, "I'm just curious about how Brother Wen's fourth brother was patient to write these daily things."

"This is how they are between their brothers. They are always troubled by embarrassing things about each other!"

Youqing also leaned against the two of them: "What about the third day? Did you see the flowers withering on the third day?"

"The flowers do not wither, but they all fell off their petals when they were at their peak," Xizi sat upright and continued to read the letter: "Later on the third day..."

"Xizi, let's Niannian, how did you write the original words?" Youqing said curiously.

"I'm afraid the original words are dull and boring," Xizi pinched the letter paper in her hand and said word by word: "Since Mr. Mu stayed by the flowers from morning to night, no one dared to disturb me anymore. When the afterglow faded, the gentleman looked at him..." Xizi smiled so hard that he couldn't help himself when he saw the words behind him.

"What did you say later?" Xiaoxiao was embarrassed to look directly at the letter paper, so she hugged the cloth tiger and asked Xizi, "This original text is even more interesting!"

Youqing looked at Xiaoxiao secretly, feeling that the other party was particularly concerned about the letter.

Xizi had only laughed for a long time, staring at the letter and laughing while reciting: "Maybe because the evening breeze is getting colder and the thin clothes are getting colder. Mr. Suddenly, a loud sneeze is circling the garden three times, and the Yunxuan area gradually retreats. When Mr. Su is focused on watching the flowers, hell, all the petals are gone, and a crack is seen in the tiled pot. Xiaowan may be able to watch it."

Xiaoxiao heard this and didn't feel laughing: "Brother Wen is extremely brave, a 'giant sneezing', I like this word from Brother Fourth."

Youqing also laughed, but her eyes were observing her.

I couldn't help but collect all the information about him in my heart: his third brother's name is Zimu, and he loves to grow flowers. Judging from the letter, he has a good relationship with his third brother. In addition, the place where he lives is Shunyunxuan.

Youqing used his fingers to secretly draw the three words Shun Yunxuan, and felt excited and blurted out intentionally: "What a coincidence, the house I live in is Xian Yunxuan!"

Xizi felt a little narrow-minded: "What a romantic name~"

Youqing was stunned and clenched his pink fist and gently hit Xizi: "The name comes from Liu Kezhuang's 's 'swept clouds and sweeping the glass'."

Xizi and Xiaoxiao didn't buy this account, and they recited together, "The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away..."

The three girls laughed and made a fuss, and then Xizi said, "I have to write down all the words you said just now, especially about the color-changing rose. I have to write them to my third and fourth brothers and others for a look."

Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Actually, this kind of rose has its own benefits. It is made of dried flowers, embossed flowers, rouge, and food. It is all good. You don't have to pick the petals, and you will fall down by yourself."

"By the way, when it comes to embossing, the flowers and leaves we picked up from the mountain have been pressed for two or three days, and we can make embossing in a few days! Xizi can make some embossing pictures and send them to your family!" Youqing also offered advice.

Xizi nodded thoughtfully: "This is a good idea. You can help me do it!" As he said that, he looked at Youqing again: "You are obviously not interested in embossing, what's going on now?"

Youqing's face suddenly turned red: "I just heard the falling rose petals you said, and it would be a pity to not be embossed..."

Xizi suddenly asked Xiaoxiao again: "By the way, your residence should be considered Zhuli Pavilion or Momoxuan?"

"You really want to write our boudoir into it?" Xiaoxiao patted his heart exaggeratedly, "Do you want to write our pets into it too? Including my Dabai."

After hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Youqing's heart was even more pounding. Maybe Xizi would really write these things into his letter!

Youqing smiled on his face to hide his excitement: "Oh? Did Yingyuan raise any living creatures? What is Dabai? A lion dog or a raccoon slave? I have several cats!"

Xizi smiled: "Dabai is a parrot! At the beginning, I heard her say, "The green sleeves are floating on Dabai, and the soap is half-slit and slanted red." I just thought that the parrot was called Xijiangyue, but who knew that it actually called Dabai!"

"I also raised a big parrot a few years ago. That thing loves learning to the tongue and keeps quarreling all day long, so I simply gave it away." Youqing smiled.

"My Dabai is silent and very restrained." Xiaoxiao said seriously.

Xizi nodded with a smile: "Yes, that parrot is like my fourth brother. He doesn't like to talk or laugh, and there is something hidden in his heart."

Youqing didn't know why Xizi mentioned Wen Xixiu again, but he felt that this person was incomparable to the parrot. After thinking about it carefully, could it be that Xizi noticed his thoughts, and was he teasing himself?

When Youqing felt upset, he didn't want to talk more.

Xiaoxiao only felt that Youqing was a bit abnormal today. This sudden enthusiasm made people feel a little uncomfortable. Suddenly, I remembered that on the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, Youqing wrapped her flower rice dumplings and gave them to Xizi, and tactfully expressed that she wanted to experience the flower fragrance that she had drawn by herself. Afterwards, Xizi joked to herself: Maybe this girl loves the fourth brother.

Now it seems that it really makes sense. But if you think about it carefully, Youqing doesn’t seem to have the opportunity to understand Wen Xixiu. The so-called admiration is just attracted by her appearance, or a woman who loves Xianglu has an indescribable feeling for the perfumer!

Youqing sat aside and couldn't ask to continue reading other brother's letters, so he just lowered his head to look at the letters in his hand.

Xizi touched the thick letter in her hand and cleared her throat: "What can he write such a thick letter? Let's see what is there on the next page. Even if it's the embarrassing story of the second and third brothers, he can't write so much..." Xizi turned to the next page, but was stunned, with a strange smile on his face.

"Why don't you read it?" Xiaoxiao was more calm. He leaned against the cushion and was ready to listen to Wen Xixiu's letter attentively.

Xizi gave the remaining letter to Xiaoxiao directly.

The people sitting on both sides of the West straightened their bodies and were stunned.

"I told you how to pin the following letters with a copper bent needle. It turned out to be for you." Xizi threw the letter to Xiaoxiao, then stretched, "Oh, don't read silently, you can write."

Youqing only felt that his body was a little cold from inside to outside, as if someone would ruthlessly break it.

Did he write a letter to Tang Yingyuan?

What is their relationship?

Xizi only read two or three pages, and the remaining thick stack of letter paper was given to Tang Yingyuan!

Youqing pretended to look down at the letter, but his vision gradually blurred. He felt his eyes sore and could no longer bear the gravity of tears.

He wrote her a letter.

He wrote a letter to another girl.

What exactly is their relationship? How did they meet? Didn’t Tang Yingyuan come to Kyoto this spring?

But, we have known each other for five years.
Chapter completed!