The old man chuckled and said, "Jue'er, you didn't hurt that girl in vain. It's just a thousand-character essay, but with your talent, it's not something you can easily capture. She's trying to find a way out for you."

The old man took Lord Zhan Han to the backyard.

Zhan Hanjue sat on the sofa depressedly, thinking deeply.

Obviously every time he goes to Xiangding Garden, he is determined to go back as soon as possible. But why does he stay there for a long time for no reason every time?

It turns out that Zheng Ling has not been having a good life these past few days. She must have felt lonely and lonely, so she adopted that stray rabbit?

Old Master Zhan ordered his servants, "Go and prepare pen and ink for Young Master Jue."

The servant quickly brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the old man speechlessly, "Can't a pen work?"

"Han Jue, when coaxing a woman, you have to pay attention to formality. Let her see your sincerity. Then the anger in her heart will disappear. Your life will be easier."

Zhan Hanjue picked up the pen and started writing eloquently.

He also hoped to write faster so that he could seek Zheng Ling's forgiveness as soon as possible.

Although this ink, paper and inkstone have a sense of ritual, it takes a long time just to grind the ink.

Zhan Hanjue smiled and said, "The girl is soft-hearted. If I coax her, she will open the door."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Mr. Zhan gave him an idea. "If you want to go in, you will suffer miserably outside."

After that, Zhan Hanjue stood up and said, "I'm going back."

Old Master Zhan pulled him and said, "Jue'er, Zheng Ling is still angry. Tell her to calm down. You can stay at grandpa's place tonight."

Zheng Ling walked to the door and asked, "Have you written a letter acknowledging your mistake?"

Zhan Hanjue stuffed the confession letter through the crack in the door. "It's written."

Lord Zhan Han left in a hurry.

Return to the front yard of Aiyue Castle and knock on the door.

"I won't open it," Zheng Ling said angrily.

"Zheng Ling, brother Jue is very cold." Zhan Hanjue began to act miserably.

Zheng Ling was astonished, this guy came back again and again, could he write a profound and profound book about mistakes in a thousand words in such a short time?

Zheng Ling read his apology letter, which was full of gorgeous rhetoric. Although there were also touching oaths, he did not face the mistake that caused the distance between him and Zhuma.

Zheng Ling was extremely depressed.

Zhan Hanjue carried Zheng Ling into the bedroom. When he came out from the shower, he found that Zheng Ling had turned off the light and was already sleeping.

Zheng Ling became a little anxious, remembering that Zhan Hanjue had suffered from a severe cold a few days ago, and now she was worried that his body could not withstand the cold.

Zheng Ling slowly opened the door, and Zhan Hanjue suddenly picked her up and said happily: "I know my Zheng Ling is good to me. I can't bear to let brother Jue catch the cold."

Zheng Ling slept far away from him.

Zhan Hanjue found his way to the bed and lay down in front of Zheng Ling.

It's rare to be so quiet.

She couldn't let go that Lord Zhan Han was so disrespectful to Zhuma.

Zhan Hanjue had no choice but to lean towards her, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and asked softly: "You have to tell me why you are angry, right?"

Zheng Ling jumped up, his eyes shining with surprise in the dark night. "Don't you know where you went wrong?" Zheng Ling almost cried out of anger.


Chapter completed!