Gu Moran was taken aback, and looking at Gu Moli's big, bright eyes that were darting around, he chuckled to himself.
How could Su Yao know about what happened in the last two days?
That's just fooling idiots.
This little sister is really interesting.
He didn't say anything, but gestured for us to continue making things up.
Seeing that her brother didn't object, Gu Moli acted even more enthusiastically. She stood up, took a few steps beside the armchair, and began to imitate Xie Wanqing's tone in a high-pitched voice:
"And Sister Wanqing too!"
Sister Wanqing drew a big cleaver in her letter, telling you to be careful when you walk at night.
If you dare to come back with a seductive air about you,
She'll smash your legs with a math book, leaving you to die at sea with no one to collect your body!
As for Sister Ruyan...
Gu Moli put her hands behind her back and dragged out the last syllable.
" Sister Ruyan said she thinks you're picky about food, so she'll let you eat whatever you want, whether you like it or not."
If we don't eat, we might as well starve to death on Kyushu Island.
Anyway, she poured all those jars of good wine at home into the stinking ditch to feed the turtles, leaving you not a single drop!
After saying that, Gu Moli patted the envelope in her hand and rolled her eyes at Gu Moran:
Did you hear me?
All your older sisters are fed up with you!
Now, only I, your own sister, am still on your side.
If you know what's good for you, stay away from that Goryeo woman tomorrow!
Gu Moran looked at her, who was trying to suppress a laugh while putting on a fierce act.
How could he not understand that this girl was jealous because he had just gone to Takaichi Nanako's house?
Su Yao is cold on the outside but sweet on the inside; I had just fed her before I left.
Given her feelings for me, if she were to write something like "tied up and thrown into the woodshed," the sun would rise in the west.
Not to mention the well-educated and reasonable Xie Wanqing and the shrewd and understanding Liu Ruyan.
"Fine, Gu Moli, you've gotten quite bold, haven't you?"
They even dared to open my brother's letters home without permission.
"You still dare to gossip about your three sisters-in-law here?"
Gu Moran rolled up his sleeves, took a big step forward, and reached out to grab Gu Moli by the back of her collar.
"Hey! What are you doing! A gentleman uses words, not fists!"
Gu Moli screamed and scurried around the armchair like a slippery eel.
The main hall was only so big, Gu Moran his long legs and big strides, blocked her in the blind spot behind the screen in just two steps.
Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Gu Moli rolled her eyes and decided to steel her resolve.
She pulled open the collar of her crimson jacket with both hands and stuffed the three letters directly into her bodice!
She crossed her arms over her chest, tilted her head back, her face flushed red, and glared defiantly at Gu Moran:
The letter is right here!
If you're so capable, then come and try to steal it!
I'll see if you dare touch me!
She was certain that Gu Moran was a well-behaved older brother, and even if she tried to act cute with him,
He would always be careful to push them away, and would never dare to reach his hand into his own chest.
But she forgot that Gu Moran had just dealt with the eunuch and the Japanese woman today, and his patience had long since run out.
"You think I can't handle you just because you've stuffed yourself into my clothes?"
Gu Moran sneered, showing no politeness whatsoever.
He stepped forward, stretched out his long left arm, and directly put Gu Moli's two wrists together, then placed one hand on the wooden frame of the screen above her head!
Gu Moli was pinned against the wall in the corner, unable to move, her chest heaving with tension, the fox fur collar brushing against Gu Moran's chin.
"You... you let me go!"
Gu Moran, I'm your sister! You have to give in to me!
"Knowing it's your sister, you still dare to act like a scoundrel with your brother?"
Gu Moran glanced down at her, then slipped his right hand inside her collar.
The three letters were stuffed in haste, with most of the envelopes still sticking out from under the layers of the jacket and bodice.
Gu Moran's fingers inevitably brushed against the warm, soft skin below Gu Moli's collarbone, precisely pinching the corners of the three letters, and with a forceful pull of his wrist, he yanked them out!
Gu Moli froze, the spot where his finger had brushed against felt like it was on fire.
Feeling both ashamed and angry, she raised her foot and kicked Gu Moran's calf with all her might:
"Bastard! Scoundrel!"
I'm going to tell my mother that you bullied me!
Gu Moran released her wrist, took two steps back, ignoring her flailing arms, and directly unfolded the first gold-flecked letter.
Familiar, delicate handwriting came into view, carrying a faint fragrance of orchids.
That was a letter written in Su Yao's own handwriting.
The letter contained a large portion of detailed reports on the yield of grain in Yi Prefecture and the accounts of the newly developed saltpeter mine, all presented very clearly.
At the end of the letter, Su Yao specially drew a small colorful cloud with cinnabar, and wrote a few lines of small words next to it:
"I know all too well the dangers and hardships my husband faces in his overseas campaigns."
I and my sisters will take care of all the supplies and administrative affairs at home, and we will never let our husbands be distracted in the slightest.
I only hope that everything goes well for my husband overseas.
Wear more clothes, and have someone to take care of you.
It's better to live a more colorful life; don't make yourself suffer.
Okay, okay, Su Yao has made my life so colorful.
In Gu Moli's words, it meant she was going to teach me a lesson.
Gu Moran smiled as he finished reading, then opened the second and third letters.
Enclosed in Xie Wanqing's letter was a copy of the " Peace Sutra " that she had personally copied while kneeling in the Buddhist hall.
The handwriting was neat, and he was reminded that the sea breeze was damp and cold, and that swords and spears were ruthless, so he must take good care of himself and not ruin his health by rushing to the front lines of the war;
Gu Moran's smile became even more speechless.
People prayed for my safety, but Gu Moli said it was just, "You better watch out!"
Liu Ruyan was even more practical, writing two full pages about various ways to eat dried bacon, salted duck eggs, and pickles.
He kept nagging him, telling him not to rely on dry rations for military campaigns, but to eat properly and not go hungry.
At the end, he mentioned that he had buried ten jars of homemade Peach Blossom Drunkenness under the peach tree for him to drink when he returned in triumph.
Gu Moli then said, "So what if Liu Ruyan lets me starve to death?"
After reading all three letters, every word was full of care and concern; there was not a trace of what that brat had just said about "sharpening her knives."
Gu Moran carefully folded the letter and tucked it into his pocket. He turned his head and stared at Gu Moli, who was huddled in the corner behind the screen, adjusting her collar, with a half-smile.
Stop paying me?
Did they break my leg with an abacus?
"Pour good wine into a stinking ditch to feed turtles?"
" Gu Moli, where did you learn your ability to twist the truth so skillfully?"
If I don't give you a good spanking today, you'll really think you're the tyrant of the prefect's mansion!
Gu Moran up his sleeves, ready to grab the person.
Gu Moli turned pale with fright and covered her bottom, trying to crawl under the table.
when--!
when--!
when--!
Just then, three deep, long tones of a bronze bell suddenly rang out from the direction of the dock outside the window!