Lu Jiazhe chuckled, "Just sign it with the words 'Zhaozhao kisses you' and the date. That should do it!"
After finishing the signature, Lu Jiazhe curiously asked, "Shen Sister's handwriting is really distinctive. Can you mimic it that well?"
Wen Liluo blew the ink dry. "Time is tight. I've already ordered someone to trace her calligraphy samples and send them to twenty bookstores in the Capital. I've hired dozens of craftsmen to collaborate on movable type printing. Once the font molds are carved, we'll typeset this love letter directly onto Xuan paper and print it. I have plenty of money and don't mind spending resources."
Lu Jiazhe silently gave her a thumbs-up.
Having wealth is truly wonderful.
On the other side—
Shen Yinning had slept for another hour before she finally had enough rest.
As she sat before her dressing mirror, fixing her makeup and hair, she asked casually, "Is there a court selection today?"
