After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

"Princess, there's a letter from the prince!"

Fu Guang presented a thick letter, and Zhu Qing'an quickly took it. This was the first letter from Bian Jingsheng since he went to Yemeng to look for Duan Shenghua.

Holding the thick letter, Zhu Qing'an was surprised and unexpected.

She didn't expect that Bian Jingsheng would actually write to her. After all, the trip to Yemeng was dangerous and difficult. She thought that Bian Jingsheng didn't have the time and energy to write to her, and the two of them had never exchanged letters before.

"Take your time to read it. I'll go to the kitchen to take a look!" Old Lady Bian stood up with a look of understanding on her face. Seeing the joy on Zhu Qing'an's face after receiving the letter from her little daughter, Old Lady Bian felt that there was hope for her son's marriage.

"Madam, just come with me and watch it!" Zhu Qing'an said shyly.

"I'm not interested in prying into the privacy of you young people. What I'm more concerned about now is your health!" Mrs. Bian said as she left the house.

Zhu Qing'an pursed her lips and smiled, feeling that the old lady sometimes really respected her. For example, now, Bian Jingsheng only wrote to her but not to his mother.

Not only did Mrs. Bian not feel unhappy at all, she wouldn't even read their letters.

Zhu Qing'an opened the letter and saw that it was written in a flamboyant handwriting. This handwriting was just like Bian Jingsheng's, cold and hard yet domineering.

There were five pages in total, all covered with dense handwriting. Zhu Qing'an originally thought that with so many pages, Bian Jingsheng must have encountered some trouble.

Unexpectedly, of the five pages, the first two were all Bian Jingsheng recounting trivial matters along the way, such as how their journey was not difficult, and how they finally arrived at the Night Alliance, and how the Night Alliance did not welcome them.

Then, for three whole pages, he actually expressed his longing and reluctance to leave, and then he kept nagging Zhu Qing'an to take good care of herself, with concern between the lines.

Bian Jingsheng is a man of few words, but the Bian Jingsheng in the letter is very knowledgeable about every detail.

From these handwritings, Zhu Qing'an knew what Bian Jingsheng had done these days, and could also feel that Bian Jingsheng was concerned about her.

I have to say, this feeling is really good. She can feel that Bian Jingsheng cares about her.

"There is also a box here, which was sent by the prince!" Fu Guang handed over a small wooden box. The letter and things were originally sent to the mansion of Marquis Wen'an. After Aunt Qu knew about it, she immediately sent someone to deliver it to the Wenquan mansion without any delay.

Zhu Qing'an put the letter away and even placed it properly in a wooden box next to the dressing table.

After opening the box, Zhu Qing'an was stunned when he saw what was inside.

"So many little gadgets?" Wangshu came over and was surprised to see what was in the box.

I saw that the box was filled with various small gadgets. They might not be particularly expensive, but each one was very delicate and cute, including pearl hairpins, small wooden figures, small hairpins with flowers, and even combs.

It is not difficult to imagine that along the way, Bian Jingsheng bought whatever exquisite things he saw, and then had a box like this sent back.

"It's really hard for Your Highness to buy so many things!" Wangshu couldn't help but sigh.

"The most valuable thing is the prince's thoughts!" Fu Guang also echoed.

Zhu Qing'an blushed slightly at what the two said. She felt sweet in her heart at this moment, not because of these things, but because of Bian Jingsheng's care for her.

People always think that men are away on important business, while daughters can only wait at home. Even if men are living a life of luxury and debauchery outside, they cannot complain and even have to take care of the affairs of the house with a smile.

But Bian Jingsheng is different. He always thinks about Zhu Qingan, which makes Zhu Qingan feel at ease.

"Would the princess like to write a letter back to the prince?" Wangshu suggested.

Zhu Qing'an thought about it and finally picked up the pen, but when she really picked up the pen, she didn't know what to say to Bian Jingsheng.

When she mentioned An Cheng's changes in An Xin, she was afraid that Bian Jingsheng would worry.

She was afraid that mentioning her pregnancy would distract Bian Jingsheng.

She couldn't even tell Bian Jingsheng about the assassination a few days ago.

After much thought, she only said in the letter that everything was fine with her, and reminded Bian Jingsheng to be careful and come back safely. Then at the end of the letter, she told Bian Jingsheng that when he came back, she would tell him something very important.

"Okay, send it on!" Zhu Qing'an blew on the paper, and the ink on it dried quickly. She put the letter into the envelope.

"Is that all?" Wangshu took the light letter and felt something was wrong. The letter didn't even fill a full page.

"It's not too late to say some things after he comes back!" Zhu Qing'an didn't think there was anything wrong. If the relationship between her and Bian Jingsheng needed to be determined by the amount of paper in the letters, it would be too naive.

After properly placing the things sent back by Bian Jingsheng, Zhu Qing'an prepared to go out and bask in the sun. Her life has become simpler now, and she spends every day in this house.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to go out, but she is really afraid of being assassinated again.

Although nothing was found out about the last assassination, Zhu Qing'an and Old Lady Bian both knew that it was His Majesty's doing.

Because of the last assassination, the courtyard is now guarded by many more layers. The Marquis Wen'an and the Queen Mother have also sent secret guards. It can be said that the mansion is now impregnable, and His Majesty has no hope of taking action again.

"Good morning!"

Zhu Qing'an was sitting on a bench covered with a quilt, basking in the sun. She was startled by the sudden sound. She looked up and saw Zhong Yi, dressed in black, striding towards her.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Qing'an asked, and quickly asked Wangshu to make tea.

Zhong Yi plopped down on a stone bench nearby. Zhu Qingan hurriedly said, "Send someone a cushion. It's too cold!"

Zhong Yi waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's okay, I'm thick-skinned and it won't be a problem!" After saying that, Zhong Yi moved closer to Zhu Qing'an.

"Qing'an, can I stay here for a few days?"

"Well? Of course you can, but this house belongs to Old Madam Bian, so you should go ask the old lady first!" Zhu Qing'an said tactfully. She was not the owner, so naturally she could not do what the owner should do.

"As long as you agree, Aunt Xu will definitely take me in!" Zhong Yi said, and began to shake Zhu Qingan's arm.

Before Zhu Qing'an could open his mouth, he heard Madam Bian's voice, "Look at what you're saying. When have I ever disliked you? Or did I refuse to let you in?"

"Aunt Xu!" Zhong Yi stood up and saluted.

"Have you gotten into trouble outside and come to my place to seek some peace and quiet? You can stay here, but you can't disturb Qing'an!" Old Lady Bian warned.

Only if the two of them truly had a mother-daughter relationship could they speak so frankly. If others had heard this, they might have thought too much.

After hearing this, Zhong Yi said happily, "I miss Aunt Xu so much. I know Aunt Xu is the best! Don't worry, I won't make trouble for Qing An!"

Old Lady Bian put down some cakes, then asked someone to bring a cloak and put it on Zhu Qing'an herself.

"When did Aunt Xu become so caring!" Zhong Yi deliberately joked. Although Mrs. Bian was her elder, the two of them were more like friends when they talked.

"I have always been caring for people. I don't know who got you injured back then. If I hadn't taken care of you, you would have become an ugly monkey now!" Old Lady Bian scolded with a smile.

Back then, Zhong Yi followed her father to the battlefield, practicing martial arts like the boys. She was accidentally injured, and the wound was on her face. Her father was afraid that she would be disfigured, but he couldn't take good care of her in the military camp, so he sent Zhong Yi to the Zhongyi Palace.

During that period, it was Old Lady Bian who took care of Zhong Yi personally. Not only did she heal Zhong Yi's injuries, she also taught him martial arts.

"Yes, the person I'm most grateful to is Aunt Xu!" Zhong Yi said in a nice way.

Old Madam Bian smiled and prepared to ask the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes. Zhongyi likes spicy food, so she wanted to make a few meals that Zhongyi likes today.

As soon as Madam Bian left, Zhong Yi quickly leaned over to Zhu Qing'an's ear and whispered, "I did as you said. I deliberately ignored Song Nian and even spread the word that I liked another man. Now Song Nian is trying to find me!"

Zhu Qingan was very curious. She gave Zhong Yi a thumbs up and said, "Well done! If Mr. Song cared about you, he would definitely ask you for clarification!"

Zhong Yi sighed, "But, what if Song Nian really doesn't like me?"

After all, Zhong Yi was still quite worried. She had liked Song Nian for many years, so she was even more afraid that if Song Nian really didn't like her, could she really let go of the feelings of so many years?

Zhu Qingan smiled slightly. "You are not the kind of girl who drags things out. There are many men in this world. Why do you have to hang on to one tree? Besides, I always feel that Mr. Song has some feelings for you!"

She learned that Song Nian was as smart as a demon. If such a smart person really didn't like Zhong Yi, he would have rejected or even given up the idea of ​​Zhong Yi long ago.

But over the years, Song Nian not only did not leave, but even indulged Zhong Yi's mischief.

In Zhu Qing'an's opinion, the two of them were just one making a fuss and the other laughing, but compared to the passionate love that Zhong Yi liked, Song Nian seemed to be more reserved.

But it's not a good thing for the two of them to always be like this. They can't let Zhongyi, a girl, chase after Song Nian year after year. It's not fair.

"I believe you, so what should we do now?" Zhong Yi listened carefully. She always felt that Zhu Qing'an was a capable person because he could control Bian Jingsheng so well.

At least it's much better than someone like her who only knows how to cling to relationships.

"You don't have to do anything. No one can break into this mansion now!" Zhu Qing'an said, and ordered Fu Guang, "Go and tell Mr. Song that General Zhong has brought a handsome young man to live in the mansion!"

Fu Guang nodded and instantly understood what Zhu Qingan meant.

"Is this possible? What if Song Nian takes it seriously and leaves?" Zhong Yi was still a little worried.

"If Mr. Song really left, it means that he really doesn't care about you. It's right to bravely pursue the person you like, but if that person doesn't like you at all, you should cut your losses in time!" Zhu Qing'an comforted.

She really regarded Zhong Yi as a friend and liked Zhong Yi's personality, so she offered advice. If it was someone else, she would not bother to meddle in other people's business.

"As you say! I, Zhong Yi, can take it or leave it!" Zhong Yi encouraged herself. Although she was very nervous, she also understood that she and Song Nian could not continue like this. She could not chase after Song Nian all her life.

After Zhong Yi settled down here, the house seemed more lively.

Zhong Yi is not a quiet person by nature. When she is around, she always seems to have endless things to say, which makes Zhu Qingan feel much happier.

Zhong Yi and Old Lady Bian both had martial arts skills, and they would spar with each other from time to time. Zhu Qing'an was sitting beside them holding a hot water bottle, watching the two fight.

"Princess, Mr. Song is outside the courtyard and wants to come in to visit Old Madam Bian!" Fu Guang quietly came behind Zhu Qing'an and whispered.

Zhu Qingan looked at the interested Madam Bian and Zhong Yi and chuckled, "Mr. Song couldn't sit still anymore and came here so quickly! It seems he doesn't really care about Zhong Yi!"

"Then, do you want to invite them in? Madam Bian said that you can make your own decisions on matters concerning the mansion!" Fu Guang said this, and he admired Madam Bian very much.

Yes, everyone in this mansion now respects Zhu Qingan. Even though Zhu Qingan has always regarded herself as a guest, everyone regards her as the host.

"Don't let him in for the time being. Just tell him that Zhong Yi doesn't want to see him and send him away!" Zhu Qing'an ordered.

Three more days passed like this, and Song Nian came every day during these three days, but was rejected by Zhu Qing'an every time. Once, Song Nian even wanted to break in, but unfortunately, he couldn't even get in.

Fortunately, those secret guards had already received instructions and naturally would not really harm Song Nian.

In the past three days, Zhong Yi had actually been unable to sit still, but she knew that Zhu Qing'an was doing it for her own good, so she squatted in the corner every time, stamping her feet in anxiety.

"Princess, this is bad. Mr. Song forced his way in today and said that if you don't let him in, he will stand outside and not leave!" Fu Guang said hurriedly.

After hearing this, Zhong Yi was the first to stand up. "How can that be? He's already weak. If he stays outside for too long, he'll definitely get sick! How's that?"

Zhong Yi begged, his eyes filled with heartache and reluctance.

"That's enough. Invite them to Zhongyi's yard!" Zhu Qing'an ordered, and then glanced at Zhongyi, who understood instantly.

"Don't worry, I know what to do!" Zhong Yi said, almost jogging away.

"Look at General Zhong's appearance. I'm afraid he will be taken advantage of by Mr. Song in this life!" Wangshu couldn't help but joked.

"But isn't Mr. Song also completely dominated by Zhong Yi? As long as they truly love each other, it doesn't matter how they do it, right?" Zhu Qing'an murmured.

In this world, it is not necessary for men to be strong and women to be weak, nor is it necessary for men to be strong and strong while women can only be weak and vulnerable. It is also good to be like Song Nian and Zhong Yi.

At this time, Song Nian quickly followed the floating light to a courtyard. When he saw Zhong Yi standing there with a smile on his face, all the worries he had felt in the past few days suddenly disappeared.

Those awkward and hesitant loves finally became particularly firm at this moment.