Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

"Letter?" Nan Hua repeated. She looked at Old Madam Long in confusion because based on what she knew; it wouldn't be good for an unmarried maiden to send letter to another person, especially males.

Old Madam Long nodded. "You can put it inside my letter so that no one will suspect you. Don't you think that you should reply to him when he's worried about you?"

Nan Hua: "…"

She was absolutely sure that Long Qian Xing never meant to have his letter shown to her like this. He was only writing that to his grandmother…

At this moment, Nan Hua seemed to just realize something. The letter was asking Old Madam Long to pay more attention to Nan Hua because Long Qian Xing was worried about her.

Worried about her.

Nan Hua looked at the letter and stayed quiet, her mind was in turmoil.

Old Madam Long watched as Nan Hua stared at the letter and sighed. She thought for a moment then asked, "Hua'er, do you not like Long Qian Xing?"

Like Long Qian Xing?

Turning her head, Nan Hua stared straight at Old Madam Long. She answered slowly, "I don't dislike him, Grandmother."

Don't dislike.

Old Madam Long's lips twitched a bit. Double negative in one sentence meaning positive, right? At that moment, Old Madam Long simply thought that Nan Hua didn't dislike her grandson but she was not brave enough to say that she liked him.

If Nan Hua heard what Old Madam Long thought, she would definitely be speechless.

"In that case, it's fine for you to write a letter to him, right? Just a sentence is fine." Old Madam Long smiled and waved her hand. The servants quickly prepared a leather skin and inks for her to write.

Nan Hua looked at the equipment, silently wondering whether the Long Family was rich enough to send letter so often like this. Little did she know that Long Qian Xing only sent one letter every few months due to his grandmother's urging so that she would have news from him.

She stayed still beside Old Madam Long, watching Old Madam Long write her letter. Unlike Long Qian Xing's words that was filled with strength, Old Madam Long's letter was soft and filled with care. There was traces of sharpness that had started to fade.

"Here, Hua'er."

Nan Hua hesitated for a moment before writing a sentence.

'Brother Long, Grandmother is worried about you, so please take care there. – Nan Hua'

Nan Hua never paid much attention to her letters before. While her letter looked exquisite, it was not as soft as Old Madam Long nor as elegant as her aunt. Instead, it looked a bit sharp yet at the same time, it was concealed within the somewhat exquisite and pleasant looking words.

"Good girl." Old Madam Long patted Nan Hua's head tenderly.

Nan Hua looked at Old Madam Long helplessly. She really didn't understand why she should write a letter to Long Qian Xing. Since Old Madam Long wanted it, she decided to follow what she wanted and wrote the letter.

"Send the letter."

The maidservants were all trying their best not to laugh when they saw Nan Hua being led around by Old Madam Long. It really looked like when Long Qian Xing was being led around by Old Madam Long. The similarities between the two of them caused the servants to feel a bit amazed.

They didn't dare to delay, though. The letter was quickly sealed then sent out.

Nan Hua didn't stay with Old Madam Long for long either because Old Madam Long required a lot of rest.

"Xiao Yun, would it be fine to send a letter?" Nan Hua asked as they walked out.

Xiao Yun actually wanted to stop Nan Hua, but she felt helpless too. "Miss, it's fine as long as no one knows. Besides, the letter is mixed with Old Madam Long's words, so it should be said to be a letter from Old Madam Long. If people asked, you can say that Old Madam Long requested for you to write a sentence in her letter."

Nan Hua nodded.

That seemed to be case.

Since there was nothing that Nan Hua needed to worry, she didn't think about the matter any longer and continued to walk ahead. When facing Old Madam Long or Old Master Nan, Nan Hua really find it difficult to reject their request.

As they walked, there was a commotion coming from the front of the temple. Nan Hua furrowed her eyebrows. "Let's take a detour."

"Yes, Miss."

Nan Hua walked to the front and noticed that Shangguan Die was already there first. It seemed that whenever there was a commotion, Shangguan Die would always try to occupy the first and foremost position in order to be able to watch to her heart's content."

"Nan Hua," Shangguan Die called.

"Shangguan Die." Nan Hua nodded. "Do you know what happened?"

"There's a group of people coming from the Capital City. Based on their clothes, they seem to be refuge who didn't manage to get place early and now trying to stay in the nearby city." Shangguan Die pointed at the group before her.

Nan Hua nodded. "The Temple will be a good place for temporary rest before departing again."

"Yes. At least, they are willing to provide some warmth for them." Shangguan Die sighed. If they were staying in any other place, there was no guarantee that there would be any help. Many other city governors didn't care about the refugee and would rather kick them out to other cities.

Only some people would care for them.

The two of them were standing at a distance away from the group of people. It was then Nan Hua noticed a middle aged man in the group. He was skinny and had a rather ordinary face. However, his face looked a bit familiar.

While Nan Hua was thinking, she heard Xiao Yun muttered under her breath, "Guard Zhang."

Guard Zhang?

Hearing that name, Nan Hua's eyes flickered.