Ji Qingyu asked, "How did you make Li Yuyue believe that the letter was written by you and trust what you wrote in the letter?"
"I won't hide it from you: when he was a hostage in the capital, I wrote him quite a few letters, and he recognizes my handwriting. Besides, I have a habit of sealing the signature with my lip seal, so he'll know it's from me at a glance," Ye Jiu paused, then added, "As for whether he believes it or not, that's his business."
Making Li Yuyue believe what she said was indeed difficult.
Just like how she had once told him she would marry no one but him, and he seemed to always doubt it.
Ji Qingyu nodded in agreement, "Okay, just to be safe, prepare six letters and send them out separately."
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Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan had traversed two more mountains and finally found a cave that could shelter them from the snowstorm.
They lit a flint and inspected the cave, deciding to spend the night there.
