The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296: 163 Xuanping Marquis (second shift)_3

A meticulously crafted and heartfelt letter to his family was completed accordingly.

Xiao Liulang said to take it out and mail it for him.

But he did not rest easy and insisted on mailing it himself.

So, Xiao Liulang had to skip his self-study class at Guozijian the next day and take him to the distant posthouse to mail the letter.

The Postmaster took the letter and was about to put it in the mailbox.

Xiaoba asked, “Is it going to Youzhou?”

The Postmaster replied, “Yes.”

Xiaoba continued, “Can you read the address out loud?”

The Postmaster: “…”

The Postmaster read out the address.

White Cloud Temple, Big Mang Mountain, Qingquan Town, Pingcheng.

“Yes, that’s right,” Xiaoba solemnly nodded his head, “Is it an eight hundred miles express mail?”

The Postmaster replied, “Ordinary mail cannot be sent as an eight hundred miles express.”

Xiaoba widened his eyes and said, “But my letter is not ordinary.”

It was a letter to his master, full of longing (only a sentence long), discussions about life (boasting about himself growing taller) and academic exchanges (showing off that he ranked first many times).

As the new year approached, the posthouse was exceptionally busy.

It was only because Xiaoba looked so adorable that the Postmaster had the patience to talk so much with him.

But now, the Postmaster’s patience had completely run out.

“Do you want to send it or not?” he asked.

“If it’s not an eight hundred miles express, then I won’t send it.” Xiaoba decisively took back his letter. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

The Postmaster: “…”

Xiao Liulang held his forehead in helplessness.

Hadn’t he just recently told Xiaoba a story about the eight hundred miles express? Because the information was delivered in time, they won a great victory.

Xiaoba had no concept of the specific speed and operation of the eight hundred miles express, but he thought these words sounded awesome, so his letter must also be an eight hundred miles express!

Xiao Liulang reached out: “Give me the letter, I will send it as an eight hundred miles express for you.”

Once upon a time, a little monk had bumped into Gu Jiao in the same way.

Xiaoba fell onto the ground.

The man slowly reached out and helped him up.

A simple action, yet it carried an elegant and noble aura.

Xiaoba looked up at the man.

He was dressed in a heavy purple mink coat, tall and imposing, with cold and stern eyebrows, an icy jade-like face.

Time had not left many traces on his face.

He was handsome and majestic, his every move exuding the weight of mountains and rivers.

Xiaoba stared in surprise. After a long while, he remembered that he had bumped into the man. He sincerely apologized, “I’m sorry!”

“No harm,” he said dismissively.

“Uh… then I will leave now!” Xiaoba dashed away!

The man turned and walked towards his carriage.

Eight personal guards saluted together in unison, “My Lord!”