The sudden news slightly shook Chu Yu's spirit, but she quickly shifted her attention elsewhere.
She continued to unfold the letter with her silver hairpin. The content was still written by Huan Yuan, in familiar handwriting, and there were no mistakes in the coded language. Chu Yu skimmed through it quickly, finding nothing new, except for a vague sense of unease at the end of the letter.
As to what specifically was the matter, Huan Yuan did not write it down, so Chu Yu turned back to look at the small slip of paper.
She didn't know if there was anything wrong with the paper, but Chu Yu still gently traced over it with her silver hairpin, reluctant to start.
This letter had been tampered with; obviously, someone had taken this letter, opened it, inserted a slip of paper, and then resealed it to have it delivered, intending for her to see this message.
This message must be true; if it were a lie, she would be able to verify it as soon as she returned to Jiankang.