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Chapter 706 Late Autumn

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    He stood up and raised his hands to take Fu Mingjiao into his arms: "It's because I didn't think far enough."

    Fu Mingjiao leaned into his arms, lowered her eyes and said, "Maybe I'm overthinking."

    "If you feel that you owe Mrs. Zou and don't know how to speak, why not put a letter in her hands." Yin Xuanlin thought for a moment and whispered: "Without naming, if Mrs. Zou wants to pursue this matter, she will not give up.  "

    "If she doesn't want to pursue it, she can just pretend that she has never seen the unnamed letter."

    Fu Mingjiao¡¯s eyes lit up and she looked up at Yin Xuanlin with a smile on her face. She sat sideways on his lap, hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him: ¡°General, what a good plan~¡±

    Yin Xuanlin hugged her waist, smiled when he saw her smile, and responded in a low voice: "Thank you, madam."

    Fu Mingjiao wrote a letter according to what Yin Xuanlin said. She did not talk about Zou Zonghao's fault or anything, nor did she mention Xiaojing's existence. Instead, she used a tactful way of saying it to remind Ji Weiyun.

    Fu Mingjiao saw this letter being delivered to Ji Weiyun with her own eyes. The person who sent the letter also went through it several times before sending it. He was so careful that he would not be discovered.

    "Madam, are you at ease now?" In the darkness of the teahouse, Fu Mingjiao specially chose a seat and watched the boy who was going to deliver the letter waiting at the door of Zou Mansion. When Ji Weiyun came out of the house, she stepped forward and handed over the letter.

    Ji Weiyun seemed surprised and took the letter with a suspicious look. There was no trace of writing or ink on the envelope.

    She asked the boy about the person who delivered the message, and he only said that he was a very ordinary man, nothing special.

    After Ji Weiyun accepted it, she turned around and went back to the Zou Mansion. Fu Mingjiao was relieved when she saw this scene while hiding in the restaurant. She looked at Fu Mingjiao with a smile and said, "Mrs. Zou will definitely be alert when she sees that letter."

    Fu Mingjiao nodded, feeling relieved.

    Late autumn.

    Fu Mingjiao sat in the courtyard and watched people cleaning the fallen leaves in the courtyard. It had been so windy these days that the fallen leaves could not be swept clean every day.

    There was still no movement in the Zou Mansion, and Fu Mingjiao did not ask any more questions. Yin Xuanlin's restraint was finally lifted, but it was no different for the untied one. He still stayed in the General's Mansion.

    It was only today that I said that I would take her to the mountains and play in Maple Leaf Valley.

    There is a scene in Beijing that is full of maple trees. Now in autumn, the maple leaves have turned red and it has become an excellent scene. It is said that a poem written by a scholar made Maple Leaf Valley popular in Beijing.

    As more and more people went there, it became famous. When Yin Xuanlin heard about this place, he thought of taking Fu Mingjiao to visit it.

    Since it is right in the capital city, there is no need to get up early and rush on the road.

    "There are not many people today." Yin Xuanlin helped Fu Mingjiao out of the carriage, raising his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the valley full of maple trees. The ground under his feet was still covered with maple leaves. This scenery was really intoxicating.

    "It's already late autumn, and everyone who should come has probably been here." No one comes to see it every day, it's just a temporary novelty.

    ¡°That¡¯s just right, it¡¯s clean.¡± Yin Xuanlin held Fu Mingjiao¡¯s hand and walked forward, while Jixiang and others followed a few steps behind.

    Fu Mingjiao was counting how many maple trees there were when she suddenly spotted the woman in white standing alone in the maple forest. She looked weak and delicate beside the maple tree, as if she couldn't resist the chill of late autumn.  .  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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