Chen Fang took the letter.
When he heard Hua Shan say so, his first reaction was that this was exactly which faction wanted to attack him through Hua Shan?
Especially when Hua Shan also added a sentence.
“The main thing is that the messenger also said a lot of strange words, I do not feel like you will say it so I was a little vigilant.”
In an instant, countless guesses flashed through his mind.
Was it the Silver Eagle that wants to resist?
Or was it that force?
Or were they the ones who have been hidden from the shadow?
So, what would they each use?
Chen Fang gaze like a hawk, trying to penetrate the letter as his finger’s touched the paper.
There were no abnormalities.
At this angle, the letter was just facing him and the paper was smooth without traces of poison powder.
The color was light, very smooth and no traces of being soaked in venom.
The fingers of Hua Shan squeezed the letter were not abnormal.
The expression of Hua Shan was not abnormal, and there was no trace of poisoning on the face and neck.
Hua Shan’s forehead and jaw were just like usual, not someone who was wearing a human skin—and masking like her, she was indeed Hua Shan herself.
So, was it chronic poison or was it the problem in the content of the letter?
While still thinking about the countermeasures, he suddenly saw out of the corner of his eyes the look on Jiang Liangchan face who was sitting across him.
She refused to look at him, although she still sat with her back straight.
With just one look, he had a strange intuition.
It was as if spirit had inexplicably collapsed.
A face that was worse than death.
Between lightning and fire, a vague suspicion flashed through his mind.
When he looked at the paper in the hand of Hua Shan again a tiny image suddenly emerges.
–Just a short time ago, he seemed to have seen a stack of these small pink letterheads on Jiang Linagchan’s desk.
Chen Fang stretched out his hand and took the letter from Hua Shan.
Jiang Liangchan had already given up hope of survival when she saw the letter.
There were people who seem to be alive but were actually dead.
Chen Fang slowly unfolded the letter.
Jiang Liangchan moved silently and twisted her head towards the corner of the carriage wall.
The letter did not look like there was a lot of words written but Chen Fang looked at it for a long time and looked a little strange.
Hua Shan was a little uneasy and asked carefully.
“Is there something wrong this….Gongzi?”
Chen Fang folded up the letter, cupped it in his hand and smiled gently.
“There is no problem, it is indeed written by me. There was something that I wanted to ask for you help before but now that the matter has been resolved there is no need to trouble you anymore.”
Hua Shan was quite embarrassed.
“It’s all my fault, did I delay gongzi’s business?”
Chen Fang smiled.
“It doesn’t matter, it’s all trivial.”
Hua Shan then went away.
The thick curtain of the carriage was put back down.
The silence returned to the large carriage.
It was too eerily quiet and Chen Fang’s snort laughter was heard clearly.
Jiang Liangchan didn’t move.
It’s like she’s not in this carriage anymore.
Chen Fang glanced sideways and found her sitting in the same place, having peacefully closed her eyes like a feathered monk.
Chen Fang asked,
“Is there anything else you want to explain?”
His voice sounded so gentle.
Gentle enough to make her head numb.
It’s like asking, ‘have you decided what to eat before you go on the road?’
The feather senior monk who had long since gone on his way did not move a muscle.
Chen Fang stared at her for a while, nodded and said.
“It’s okay if you don’t recognize it, let’s hear it first. What exactly did you write for me.”
He unfolded the letter and stared at that first sentence, his eyes narrowed like he saw a piece of shit.
There was paused before he read it.
“Hua Shan, the first time I saw you I knew what you looked like.”
He glanced at Jiang Liangchan.
The feathered senior monk still did not move a muscle.
Chen Fang continued reading.
“I never get lost but all along I’ve wanted to ask you for a road, the road to your heart. How should I go?”
She still looked as peaceful as ever, as if she had ascended to heaven for many hours already.
Chen Fang simply ignored her, sneering he picked another sentence out.
“Do you know what hurts more than your hand when you learn to play guzheng and get your hand cut? It was my heart which hurt more than your hand.”
“There’s nothing I’ve wanted to ask for a long time, why did you hurt me and make me like you so much?”
“Do you know how you are different from the stars and flowers? The stars are in the sky, the flowers are on the ground and you are in my heart.”
Chen Fang read the last sentence, word by word to the end of the letter.
“I’m warning you, don’t let me see you again or I’ll see you once and like you for a life time.”
“I’m so sorry to heart that.”
With a slap, Chen Fang put down the letter and clapped his hands twice.
“I didn’t even know that Miss has such literary talent. When I met Li Hongru today I didn’t ask you to compete with him on the spot for some poetry, isn’t it too much to bury Miss’s talent?”
Dead people were not allowed to talk.
Chen Fang said.
“It’s useless for you to pretend to be dead, open your eyes.”
Seeing that Jiang Liangchan did not move, he remembered something and sneered.
“By the way when I agreed to teach your brother, you seemed to have promised me a condition that you would never again mess up. I thought about it, since you violated it now…”
Jiang Liangchan quickly opened her eyes.
Chen Fang snorted and tossed the letter to her.