Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1670 Long Martingale is depressed

He couldn't imagine the scene of a child who was only born that year and was thrown to the ground.

He was glad that he caught Jill in time.

Looking at the girl who was already asleep, he lowered his head and put a soft kiss on Jill's hair.

at night.

After having dinner, he sent Jill back to the house on the seventh day of the day, and then went back to the study.

The guard followed up and reported: "General, his subordinates have found a clue from the woman. The woman's arm is tattooed with the royal totem of southern Xinjiang. She should be from southern Xinjiang."

I have guessed it on the seventh day of the seventh day. I heard that it was not very unexpected, "Well, I already know about this matter, let's put it aside. I have other things that you need to do now."

The guard asked Lianrong, "Please also give orders to the army."

On the seventh day of the seventh day, he took out the letterhead and spread it out, wrote a paragraph on it, then folded it and put it in an envelope, and gave it to the guard.

"Lin Mo, you personally send this letter to the emperor and hand it to the emperor."

Lin Mo took it without asking much, "Yes."

"Send it to the emperor at the fastest speed." The seventh day of the day confessed again, "after dawn, let's set off."

"Subordinates take the orders." Lin Mo took the envelope, left the study, and went down to prepare.

Standing in front of the open window on the seventh day of the day, looking at the deep night outside, melancholy appeared between his eyebrows.

Jill already has a knot.

He felt that he needed to tie the bell to untie the bell.

The knot in Jill's heart still needs the emperor to solve it.

I hope the emperor will come to Xishuiguan to untie Jill's knot after receiving his letter.

With a long sigh, he left the study and went to Jill's house.

Just after taking a shower, Jill sat in front of the window with wet hair.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he took the cloth towel, walked over, closed the window first, and then walked behind her to gently wipe her wet hair.

Jill looked back and smiled at him.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he held the fingers of the cloth towel and tightened it hard.

Although Jill was smiling, his lonely smile made him feel dull.

He smiled nonchalantly, and didn't stop until he wiped her hair dry. When he held her hand, he found that her hand was very cold, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he said in pain: "Jill , It’s cold at night, don’t sit by the window."

"Okay." Jill responded obediently, stood up, and sat on the bed with him.

Seeing that the hair was dry, Jill said to the seventh day of the day: "Little Qi, it's getting late, and you have been tired for a day. Go back to sleep."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he was startled, his black eyes stared at her.

He thought that she would leave him like last night and not let him go.

"Okay." After a long while, the seventh day of the month did not respond, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead before turning around and going out.

Seeing the closed door, Jill's smile disappeared, sitting on the bed with her knees folded, her face buried in her knees, and she curled up tightly.

Outside the door, the seventh day did not leave immediately.

He stood outside for a long time, until the light in the room went out, he took heavy steps and left.

...

Lin Mo rode the fastest horse, day and night, fast and fast. Five days later, he finally arrived at the Imperial Capital, met with Long Martingale, and personally handed him the letter sent to him on the seventh day of the day.

Looking at the guards who were dying and getting tired at any time, Long Marting's heart sank, thinking that Jill was in danger.

But when he opened the envelope and saw the contents of the letter, he staggered and sat down under a chair. The whole person suddenly looked like a few years old, with a sullen color between his brows.

(End of this chapter)