My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 209 - 175 Yushu Brother is Really a Good Brother
Chapter 209: Chapter 175 Yushu Brother is Really a Good Brother
Chapter 209: Chapter 175 Yushu Brother is Really a Good Brother
Zhao Ziyu is someone whose image is certainly imprinted in Ye Lanzi’s mind.
Just yesterday, Fan Yushu had introduced him to her, mentioning him as a gentlemanly friend and a good buddy they could talk to, and Fan Yushu had even sworn that this person wasn’t like those fair-weather friends from the past. Yet…
Ye Lanzi walked to the windows, closing the window leaves that were getting battered by the violent storm, before sitting down again at the table. A slow flush spread across her face as she scrutinized the envelope of the love letter once more with great care.
There was no mistake, this love letter was written by Zhao Ziyu, Yushu’s friend…
Such love letters, sent by men to Nanci Mansion, were directly delivered by the ladies-in-waiting after a simple notification, and thus, unlike letters that came from afar, they usually only bore the sender’s name. It was enough for the recipient to know who it was from.
Plus, the odds of a mix-up were minuscule; could you really get wrong which woman to send your own love letter to?
Or was it that the usually meticulous ladies-in-waiting made a rare mistake today?
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At the table, Ye Lanzi’s gaze was uncertain, flickering slightly as she propped her chin and pondered.
He, he used Yushu brother’s floral curtain paper to write a love letter to me… Did Yushu brother know about this…
She subconsciously took out a large stack of love letters from Fan Yushu from the bookshelf and casually opened one of them, which was filled with dense ‘sweet nothings’ that gave her a headache.
Ye Lanzi’s eyes shifted, head bowed and eyes lowered, as she examined the faintly scented pale pink letter from Zhao Rong inside and out several times—there really were only a few lines of text, plain and straightforward, not the passionate, heartfelt declarations, but still she lingered over them for quite some time.
After a while, Ye Lanzi’s gaze slowly moved away from the last line on the paper, “On one end of the bridge is black hair, on the other is white…”
She put down the note, sighed softly, and thought that this must be the kind of love letter that women find delightful, one that could make a woman’s heart quiver for a moment after reading it in one breath…
Ye Lanzi’s mind again conjured up the image of the man she had met yesterday, and at first glance, she really hadn’t noticed…
However…
Somewhat amused by her own thoughts, her eyes dimmed for a moment, and then she lightly shook her head to dispel certain notions.
Yet in the next second, Ye Lanzi couldn’t help but glance again at the letter on the table, her expression showing some irritation at the last few sentences left on it.
The letter said he had been busy recently and couldn’t send the two love letters he owed her, asking her not to blame him… he would make it up to her later…
He’s going to write again?
Ye Lanzi’s eyes narrowed slightly.
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The next morning, the rare autumn storm continued to pour down.
But it had lessened a great deal.
As usual, Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu went to Four Seasons Hall for their lessons.
On the way, Zhao Rong’s thoughts returned to the brief, warm moment he had spent with Zhao Lingfei last night.
With one hand carrying books and the other holding an umbrella, Zhao Rong breathed out deeply, looking at the somber sky outside his umbrella and the endless rain, he suddenly felt much lighter, as if he were closer to the goal of acquiring the ink jade from Qing Jun.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Fan Yushu beside him, yawning.
“Yushu, what about the letter you were helping me to send yesterday?”
Fan Yushu’s yawn stopped abruptly, and he bewilderedly said, “Letter? What letter? Weren’t you off yesterday, taking leave?”
Zhao Rong gave him a look, held his tongue, then thought for a moment and explained the previous day’s events to him.
After hearing this, Fan Yushu suddenly became flustered, “You talked about this the night before? Oh no, I have no recollection of it at all… Wait a minute, that letter on the desk yesterday was written on my floral curtain paper by you!”
Seeing his reaction, Zhao Rong sighed with some concern.
“I left in a rush and had to leave it in your hands, placed the letter on the desk hoping you would see it when you woke up… Ah, never mind, it’s my fault, I blame myself, you drank so much then… But is that letter still with you now?”
Fan Yushu stared ahead with furrowed brows and after a moment, clenched his fist in realization, “It’s all messed up; I remember nothing at all. I got up late yesterday morning, my head was all muddled, I was in a rush to get to class, and I thought the letter, like usual, was written last night and left there, so without having time to look at it, I sent it straight to Nanci Mansion…”
Zhao Rong’s eyes suddenly widened, “Who did you send it to?”
Fan Yushu looked back at him, equally wide-eyed, but silent.
“You didn’t do that, did you?” Zhao Rong’s hand shook so much he almost dropped his book.
Fan Yushu nodded gravely.
A silence fell between the two for a moment.
Zhao Rong was full of anxiety, and Fan Yushu’s face was the picture of dejection.
The two stopped walking, inhaling and exhaling on the side of the road, attracting the sidelong glances of passersby.
But at that moment, neither Zhao Rong nor Fan Yushu had the mind to care about the onlookers. They weren’t angry at each other. The situation had become a bit confusing, and it was now vital to think about how to solve it.
They continued to sigh and groan for a while.
Thinking about how his love letter ended up being sent to Ye Lanzi, and its contents being somewhat… cheesy… and prone to misinterpretation.
Zhao Rong couldn’t help but turn to look at Fan Yushu’s expression, filled with apologies. After all, the one who would feel offended by this would be Yushu brother…
No matter what was written in that love letter, the fact of the matter was— using the identity of Fan Yushu’s good brother, he wrote a love letter to Fan Yushu’s fiancée, cough cough, using Fan Yushu’s own paper and pen to do it, and the most screwed up part was that it was personally delivered by Fan Yushu, even though it was a mere mix-up…
