Of course, Xu Yan couldn't know about the wedding dress alone. As soon as she heard the news, she sent it out. The secret guards of Qianji Pavilion were indeed well-known, and their work efficiency was many times better than the royal guards around her.

She received a reply message after going down and then sent it out. She didn't have any precautions to open the letter and read it. What caught her eye was the handwriting she saw after a long time. In fact, strictly speaking, this is not a long time. Maybe because she has been in the palace for too long, she naturally feels that time has passed very long.

In short, when she saw the letter he wrote to her, the string in her heart was still touched involuntarily. She carefully read the words in the letter, saying nothing more than some words to comfort her and telling her not to be anxious. If they know these things, they will make arrangements soon.

The reason why Xu Yan told them about this was not just about anything else, but just wanted to tell them the news simply. It was not to urge them to do something, but just to make them have a clear mind. Yun Qi should also understand what she meant, but he was still worried about her and wanted to ask more about her situation.

After reading the letter, Xu Yan lit the fire calmly as usual, and then burned it. Frost Zai, who was standing beside him, looked at Xu Yan's series of actions and couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, have you ever said any solution? If you really ignore it, what should you do if something goes wrong? Seeing that the divorce date is not a few days ago, if you can't come up with a solution, even if you do something redo, you're afraid that something will not happen. Alas, I'm afraid there will be a big problem."

Xu Yan just looked at Shuangjiang lightly, and then asked back, "In your opinion, what do you think should do?" Shuangjiang was stunned by Xu Yan's question. She said in a panic: "I am a vulgar person, how can I think of a way to get into the eyes of Your Majesty?"

Xu Yan turned around and stopped looking at Shuangjiang, but just looked at the scenery outside quietly. She whispered: "It's okay, I'll allow you to say it." Shuangjiang's words just now meant to reject them. She couldn't think of any other way at all, let alone the methods that could be told to Xu Yan.

She stood there in a hurried position for a moment, not taking a step forward, not taking a step forward. She had to stand there awkwardly and said to Xu Yan: "Your Majesty, please spare me, how can I come up with a solution to such problems? Is Your Majesty making things difficult for me?"

Xu Yan heard the faint accusation in Shuangjiang's words, and she didn't say much. She just looked at Shuangjiang again and then said, "Okay, since you said that, I won't make things difficult for you anymore. Go back, don't come over tonight."

When Shuangjian heard Xu Yan's words, he felt like he was waiting for a general amnesty. He could not care about the profound meaning of Xu Yan's words. He quickly took his life and retreated, for fear that Xu Yan would ask her any solution to that matter. Xu Yan looked at Shuangjian's back as he fled in panic, and silently turned back his gaze.

Xu Yan didn't say anything, and slowly took out the piece of paper she hid in her sleeve. The piece of paper was stuffed in a hurry. The paper was already a little wrinkled and didn't look very beautiful. She patiently spread it out little by little into the book she had read recently. She flipped through a few pages casually, and when she saw a sentence on a certain page in the book, she gently pressed the paper into it.

She put it on the piece of paper that had been burned to ashes and wrote nothing on it, it was just a completely white piece. She didn't know why, but she suddenly didn't want to burn this piece of paper. She just wanted to preserve it well, she wanted to keep looking at it. She didn't know whether she was looking at it or who she saw through it.

She actually burned every letter he wrote to her before, and no piece of paper left behind. Why did she leave it this time? Xu Yan thought about it, maybe there was only one reason to explain: she liked the sentence he wrote at the end. He said he was coming to her, tonight.

Just like the two male and female protagonists who love each other in the story book, the woman is the eldest daughter of a rich family, and the man is just a poor scholar. However, love is so wonderful and unreasonable that they connect them together. Every day, they communicate with each other under the noses of adults through the way of telling each other, and express their feelings.

God knows that Xu Yan loves reading this kind of storytelling book very much. She has read countless stories of this type, and each story is very similar to the stories told above. But Xu Yan just likes reading it. Even if some books just change the names of the male and female protagonists, the plot is still exactly the same, and it cannot stop her enthusiasm.

It seems that only in this kind of storytelling book can she find herself back then. She used to be so eager for love, longing for a romantic scene like the storytelling book. She always looks forward to the arrival of the young master who belongs to her, and secretly inserts a night incense in front of her window when the moon is at the willow branches.

But there has never been, never. Gradually, she no longer looked forward to it. She began to convince herself that the person she fell in love with was deserted and could not do these things. He had more and more important things waiting for him to do, and he had no time to play these young ladies with her here.

Now seeing the sentence he wrote in the signature, it was like a dream of a young man suddenly came true. She was a little excited and expectant. So when she realized that she had burned the paper on the table as this piece of paper, giving Frost Zai an illusion that she had burned the paper mercilessly, and then found an extremely stupid excuse to drive Frost Zai out.

It turned out that she had only realized that she had always had a vague expectation for him. She expected him to realize her fantasy, and that person could only be him. Xu Yan couldn't help but hold the book tightly, as if he could feel his warmth from the pages.

The night came soon, and Xu Yan lay on the bed early. Seeing the moonlight outside gradually dimming, her heart couldn't help but fall into the bottom of the valley. She couldn't help but smile sarcastically: As expected, there is only the only fool in the world who will always believe his lies unconditionally and believe that he will come to this matter.

It was obvious that the relationship between the two of them was no longer like that, and she should no longer have any expectations for him. Now this is just her asking for trouble. She deserved everything, she should have understood it long ago. Xu Yan closed her eyes gently, forcing herself to stop thinking about these things. But the less she thought about it, the clearer the things became. She couldn't stand it, and she pulled the quilt and jumped out of the bed, and found the morning book with the glimmer of candlelight on the table.

It was just like the morning, but Xu Yan knew it was not. It was covered with something she valued very much. Just a few hours ago, her heart was still beating for it. She opened the book and found that page easily. Just as she was determined to burn it, she heard the sound from inside the house:
Chapter completed!