Chapter 220: Because I like warmth 24

He seems to be able to think of such a scene, the number of warm looks like a quiet and quiet head down more difficult to write one stroke.
That little thing, no matter what you do, it is difficult, as long as you want to do it, it will be very serious.
He opened the envelope.
In fact, the letter is only a few words, but he has read it many times, maybe it has not been seen for a long time.
晟 Thousands of ink fingertips gently rub the words on the envelope.
The number is warm in Beichuan.
Beichuan is very far away.
Far from the North.
She left herself and went to that far away.
She remembers to report peace with her friends, but seems to have forgotten herself.
As if I had said that I have thought about the uncle's warmth, I have no longer nostalgia.
晟 Thousands of ink put down the letter in his hand, but his fingers still cling to the corners of the letter paper, gently scraping.
Before this, Ning Cheng’s eyes were sharply found by the messenger’s people who went to the camp of Qian Qianmo. When Ning Chengyuan waited for the messenger’s person to come out, he stopped the person and questioned him.
The messenger did not think that this was a secret, but he reported it to the king.
Ning Cheng Yuanyi heard that it was a letter, and suddenly he was bright, and even the first reaction was to write a letter to Qian Qianmo.
If this is the case, then you will know how many warm and Xuan Ji are now.
Ning Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked him: "Where is the letter from?"
"Beichuan."
Ning Cheng far away, half is happy and half is awkward.
The joy is that I finally caught the fall of Xuan Jiu’s kid. What is embarrassing, how come I went to Beichuan at once...
And it is not in the North, although Beichuan is a territory of the past Qing Dynasty, after the demise of the Qing Dynasty, Beichuan was recovered by the Southern Dynasty.
However, it is so far.
So far from the North City.
Although Ning Chengyuan knew that Xuanjiu was a Southern Dynasty, it was normal to return to the borders of the Southern Dynasties. However, it was normal to know that they had left so far away. Ningcheng’s far-reaching heart was still quite a taste.
It was not long before the messenger’s people left, and Ning Cheng went to the camp of Qian’s ink to find him.
Ning Cheng looked at a letter on the case at a glance.
And Qian Qian Mo is not there.
Ning Chengyuan looked around in the camp and didn't find anyone. He went out and asked for strength. Li Qi slammed back and said: "Wang Ye went to the back of the mountain."
Ning Chengyuan is frowning, and his face is inexplicable. On such a cold day, Qian Qianmo can’t go hunting.
Despite this, Ning Cheng is still riding a horse to go to the mountains.
Qian Qianmo did not hunt, but went to the Moon Lake after the mountain.
At that time, the Moon Lake had already been frosted, and no streamer could be seen.
When Ning Chengyuan found this, he bowed and stood on the half and called a person sitting against the rock wall.
The man did not move.
Ning Chengyuan had to jump on his own and sat down with it.
He knocked on the side and slammed it for a while, and Qian Qianmo did not pay attention to him. Finally, Ning Chengyuan had to open the door directly: "Hey, how many warmers went to Beichuan?"
Qian Qianmo is still silent.
"You... don't go find her?"
晟 Thousands of inks are cold and cold: "It is the king who let her go."
The tone is like not being warm and trying to leave him, but he is letting the warmth go.
Ning Chengyuan is too lazy to fight this with him. He doesn't even care about the question of who wants to leave between them. He just wants to know one thing: "So, are you going to find her?"