Lysander Shen's Serpent Shadow Chapter 21

The afternoon sunshine was just right, and Lysander Shen was sitting at the table, twisting a thin piece of letter paper in his hand, holding his chin in one hand, reading and thinking about the reply, and yawning sleepily, looking completely lazy. After yawning, tears came out. He put down the letter and rubbed his eyes again. After rubbing for a while, he simply lay down on the table and buried his face in his elbows. It looked like he was going to take a nap.

Yi Mo was leaning on the imperial Concub!ne's couch behind him, holding a book in his hand. He was reading casually, but he was still serious. However, his seriousness made several people in front of him yawn, and he was completely helpless. Concentrate. Putting down the book in his hand, Yi Mo said, "Whose letter makes you look like this?"

Lysander Shen didn't even raise his head when he heard this, and replied in a vague voice: "My brother's family letter." After a pause, he grumbled again: "This child is also proficient in pen and ink, but how come he has regressed to three years old when he started writing family letters? My son is so chatty that he can repeat a sentence eighty or ninety times, and it’s not too cumbersome. I can smell his saliva dripping from the paper. "

Yi Mo said, "Let me take a look." He stretched out his hand, and the papers covered with small words on the table flew up one by one and floated into his hand.

Sure enough, those five or six pieces of paper were full of those words, nothing more than missing home, missing home even more during the New Year, missing dad, mom, brother, etc. Furthermore, the food here is terrible, not as delicious as the ones at home, the water tastes bad, and the tea tastes salty and bitter. The words are full of coquettishness, almost overflowing between the lines and wrapping people up. Yi Mo couldn't help but frown and said, "What are these?"