Chapter 4: Linfengguan

It's early spring. It should be the time when everything is recovering and the buds are blooming. Unfortunately, the snow-capped mountains around Fengfengguan have snow all year round, so there are no four seasons here, and it will always be a cold winter that invades the soul. Because of this, there are few people here. .
People do n’t like the severe cold here, it does n’t mean that other creatures do n’t like it. As far as the eye can see, it is all on the earth of the vast twilight snow. It looks like a sweaty BMW with dark body and faint red blood. It has a high head, as if it is the only existence in this world, such unruly, free and wild.
After running wildly for several laps in the snow, he suddenly hissed and ran towards the place with joy. Standing there was a woman wrapped in a ferret's robe, tightly wrapped.
The horse walked to the woman within a short while, stepping on the forefoot, and the nose squeaked. The woman caressed her head with a smile, but was avoided by it. Until she took out several thick-armed ginseng from the cloth bag behind her, the horse turned her head to her. But after biting the ginseng from her hand, it coolly turned away and ignored her. Even so, it did not run away, but stood close to her, using her strong and tall body to help her to block the oncoming wind.
The grandmother chuckled, leaning gently on the horse's back, enjoying a rare quiet time.
It was discovered by her a few months ago and was amazed by its wild and unrestrained free attitude when it ran in the snow. From then on, she lived at the foot of the snow mountain every night, went up the mountain and waited for it during the day, and lured it to her with ginseng. Somewhere and then talk to it. At first it was very impatient to listen to her, wait until it didn't show up for a long time, and slowly it would wait for her in this fixed place.
The woman sighed sighing, crossing this strange world for half a year, the time with her was her most peaceful and happy time. Chatting with the horse, suddenly the sky was snowing again. The weather above the snow-capped mountains was really unexpected.
The girl patted her head and chuckled, "Ice, it's snowing, I'm gone."
Wu Junma squirted his nose impatiently, wondering whether she was dissatisfied with her name or because of her uncle.
She was unmoved, still calling it an apparition and still trembling. She wrapped her robe tightly, waved her hand to Bingmo, and the woman went down the mountain. Bingmo followed her at a distance, not close.
The woman took a few steps and found a mass of things not far away. The thin snow was covering it, and she could not see what was going on. She walked over, took the snowflakes, and gently lifted the thin blanket covering it. Taken a sigh of relief.
Under the blanket, a young man curled up. He was holding a little girl, eleven or twelve, tightly in his arms. Although the girl was already wearing layers of clothes, her face was still pale, and she looked unconscious. Don't wake up. The man was wearing single clothes, his lips were frozen purple, and slightly fanned eyelashes showed that he was alive.
Feixue became bigger with the cold wind. Thin snow was also rolling up on the snow, and the road down the mountain was almost unclear. She looked up at the dark clouds, and the woman frowned slightly. If these two people did not save her, they would be afraid of the coming Blizzard. Took their lives. But how could she move them all by herself?
She is still worried about how to save these two people, but Bingmo is already impatient. It has a natural sensitivity to climate change and naturally knows that danger is approaching. It ran a little agitatedly to the woman, lowered her forefoot, and hissed anxiously, trying to take her away quickly.
The grandmother smiled cheerfully, "Ice, then you have worked hard." Immediately after speaking, dragged the two of them to their wide backs. The woman grasped Bingmo's mane. The snow was too heavy. She only panted and shouted, "Bingo, go quickly."
The woman wrapped the sable robe tighter and prepared to leave quickly before raising her feet, and the robe was caught by something. The woman turned back and saw Bingmo still lying there, with a humming murmur, showing her dissatisfaction with the woman's indecision.
Before the snow storm struck, the bone-chilling cold wind made the woman unable to speak, and she looked up again. There was no darkness in the heavens and the earth, and she no longer hesitated. She immediately stepped on the back of the Apparition.
I was sure that she was sitting firmly, and Bingmo relaxedly stood her forefoot. In the blizzard, a shadow like black lightning rushed through the snow toward the mountain.
The violent bumps made the merchant regain a little consciousness, but unfortunately he could not move his limbs. He was sure that his sister was still in his arms, and his heart finally settled down. The sense of chaos in the merchant's mind slowly cleared.
Over the past few months, they have been living in hiding everywhere. Long Qiumu is determined to kill them. The whole country is full of wanted portraits. Although they have changed their face, they are still unable to stay in the house. You can't stay in dwellings, and often meet narrowly with chasing troops.
His internal injuries were getting more and more serious, and Xiaoer was also scared because of long-term shocks. He was sick with wind meals and sleeps. He had no choice but to think of climbing the Xuefeng, leaving the Cangyue, and hiding in Dongyu for a while, but he did not know the severe cold on the snowy mountain , Far beyond his expectations.
After five days of arduous cold trek, he finally couldn't support it, and fell into the snow. He could only protect the laughter tightly and couldn't do anything. He remembered that before he lost his consciousness, he saw a white shadow, could not see his looks, and only saw vaguely that the man had Mu Chunming's eyes that could melt the ice.
There was a whistling wind in his ear. Is he on horseback? What's the warmth behind him? Did the person you saw meet save them? What is her purpose? Countless questions alternately raged in the chaotic mind. Finally, he still couldn't bear it and passed out.
The climate of Xunxue Peak really changes rapidly. At the foot of the mountain, although it is still very cold, it cannot be compared with the blizzard and the sight of the peak. The woman photographed the snowflakes on her body. She wanted to let the ice spirits rest at the foot of the mountain for a night and then leave. Who knew that as soon as they landed, it ran towards the blizzard and the wind became more and more violent. The dark shadow has merged into the vast storm.
After all, the woman laughed at herself with ridicule, it was she who was worried, if it could not esteem the wind and frost, how could it stay on the peak for a long time.
I entered the inner room and saw the person who had been placed on the two beds. She really had a headache. She is not very happy, only two people are with her, all martial arts people who
robbed the bargain price
from Fenglou Lou Shen Xiaoyun, just to protect her safety. Now two people have been rescued, how she will take care of them, and one of them is a man.
Even if this is the case, the person still needs to be rescued. The woman took out the quilt from the wardrobe, held the little girl in her arms, and carefully helped her to take off the layers of singles. The little girl's thin figure made the woman slightly Frowning, and the child's hot body temperature urged the woman to dress her neatly.
She covered her with a thick quilt, and the woman breathed a sigh of relief.
I asked Yu Feng to change the clothes of the men around her, and the woman got up and planned to leave to avoid suspicion, but stayed at the moment of sweeping the man's face, so handsome. But what attracted her attention was not only the fascinating look, but also his smooth neck, he didn't have a throat knot!
"and many more."
Wu Yufeng untied his hands. Although he was puzzled, he retreated and set aside.
The woman walked to the bed and stared at the man's face carefully. The thick sword eyebrows, her eyes closed, her eye shape was not visible, her nose was arrogant, her lips were radiant, and her face was generally perfect. , Forming a clean and handsome face. The woman was puzzled. Was she wrong?
Xu slightly leaned to her side, blocking Yu Feng's sight, and the woman gently lifted his shirt, and saw the cloth tied to her chest, layer by layer, entwining him tightly and firmly.
Sure enough, she is a woman!
Pulling the quilt and covering him, the woman turned calmly and said, "Go and prepare some ginseng soup."
"Yes." Yu Feng stepped back immediately, no longer glancing at the man in bed. Master matters, they are not qualified to control.
The bamboo door was closed gently, and the woman brought the brazier to the bed before she opened the quilt and changed clothes for him. When the clothes were worn out, the tightly tied cloth on the chest became more dazzling. The new and old scars on the body make the body that should be charming and horrifying.
A woman can't help but move, what kind of woman is this? Above Xuefeng, only wearing single clothes, even if it fell, did not forget to protect the girl in her arms. There were scars that ordinary people couldn't even imagine, but he was all on his body. Behind him, there must be a story that cannot be looked back on!
I sighed, and the woman picked up the clean satin and gently put it on him.
Sui had just fastened her front lap, and the business man suddenly sat up, holding his hand reflectively around the woman's neck, the strength was so strong that the woman's complexion became red. God, is he going to strangle her?
Shang Shangjun felt that someone who was taking off his clothes and practicing martial arts had a body that responded faster than his brain, but his hands were wrapped around his neck. When he saw the face of the woman in front of her, she was almost dizzy because she was out of breath.
Wu Shangjun let go quickly, because he remembered those gentle eyes.
The uncle woman stroking her neck and panting desperately, she finally knew the feeling of suffocation, and his hand was so strong.
Although he let go, Shang Shang didn't relax at all. He glanced at the surrounding environment. This was a spacious thatched hut. He smiled and lay on the bed not far from him, and then looked down at his precious satin, There was also a thick quilt, and the business man said uncomfortably, "I'm sorry."
The puppet woman finally let her breath go, waved her hand lightly, and sat on the chair farther away from her. She didn't want to try the feeling of suffocation again.
Shang Shangjun lifted the quilt, walked to his sister's bed, and wanted to take her away. When she saw Xiao Er's comfortable sleeping face, she froze there. He promised his father and mother to take good care of the laughter, but the result was that she would follow her and move away. Deep blame made him kneel in front of the bed, unable to move.
Looking at the helpless back of the merchant, the woman thought for a while and whispered, "If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but the little girl's body is afraid it can't bear it. The doctor will be here soon. You can listen What he said, then decided to go or stay. "
Originally, she was going to wake up and let them leave, but she hesitated again when she saw the little girl's weak body and the scarred soul covered by the men's clothing.
Shang Shangjun turned his back, staring at the woman with deep eyes, and asked coldly, "What is your purpose?"
Purpose? The woman couldn't help crying and laughing, but also felt deeply helpless. How much hurt did he suffer so that he no longer knew what trust and warmth was?
Facing such a pair of eyes full of alertness and suspicion, the woman was not angry and smiled. She looked at him up and down before she laughed and said, "I think ... you are very beautiful, handsome and extraordinary, so I look at you "It's easy to hear, and it's not hard to hear a touch of irony.
The business monk froze and froze there, thinking of his situation, and couldn't help laughing at himself, yeah, he was just a woman. What purpose can she have? He is penniless and has a lot of pain. In addition to this pair of skins, there is a deep hatred of blood. What does he deserve? It's so overwhelming! I can't help it!
He originally wanted to sneer at him, but looking at his self-satisfaction, the woman was a bit unbearable, so why fight against a woman who had already suffered?
The woman said gently: "This is the foot of the snow-capped mountain at Dongfeng Linfeng Pass. Few people pass by. The thatched house is my temporary residence. There are two guards outside. If you like it, take care of it here. Go away. "And that's all she can do.
It's Linfengguan here? Does this mean that they are temporarily safe?
Hit her, is it Dongdong? Looking at the woman who always smiled mildly, Shang Jun felt a guilty conscience. She rescued them on the snow-capped mountains. He didn't say a word of thanks and hurt her neck. With his fist in his chest, the business man solemnly said, "Thank you. For the life-saving grace, the business man will make every effort to report."
His name is Shangjun? Very nice name. The woman was trying to answer that she didn't need any retribution. Yu Feng's low voice came from the door.
"Master, doctor is here."
Mr. Shang immediately picked up his coat on the bed and put it on his body. Seeing he sorted it out, the woman said softly, "Come in."
When the bamboo door opened, a 60-year-old man came in. When he saw the woman, he quickly saluted, "I've seen the lady."
The grandma smiled back and said, "Look at how this child is doing?"
The old man seriously diagnosed the pulse of Shang Xiao, but Shang Jun put his eyes on the woman in white. Who is she? Although she is in a hut, she uses all the fine things. The doctor respects her, and there are so-called guards outside the hospital. All her martial arts are not weak, she must be called the master of her, and she is elegant. Qi Yun is by no means an ordinary person. Who is she? Shouldn't he stay here?
The merchant was still thinking. The old man got up, walked to the woman, and said anxiously, "The little girl was confined in her chest and could not be relieved. Later she was infected with wind and cold, and the chill was hurting her heart and lungs. At the end of the day, the sun cannot grow, the sun is hot. "
Hearing what he said, Shang Jun hurriedly said, "How to cure?"
The old man found another person at this time. He glanced at him, and was immediately surprised by the good looks of the merchant. After a while, he returned to God, stroking his beard to conceal his disability, and said, "The old man will wait for a while. For some recipes, give her fever and cold first, but the little girl is weak, for fear of full recovery, she needs to take good care of her body and rest a lot. "
Shang Shangjun held his sister's hot hand with distress. Not only did he not find a way to hate his father, he even took care of him with a smile. Deep self-blame made him unable to bear the body that was already so badly injured, and a touch of bright red dripped from the corner of his lips onto the white quilt, which made people shocked.
Thinking of the dense scars on his body, the woman whispered to the old man, "You can show him too." I'm afraid he's hurt more than the little girl.
Unexpectedly, without waiting for the elders to agree, the business man didn't turn his head back and said coldly, "I don't need it."
The woman looked at the man like a hedgehog, and felt helpless in her heart. Saluting the old man slightly, the woman said politely, "Thank you, Doctor, get your medicine prepared."
"Yes, the old man retired." So irritable temper, but unfortunately good looks.
"There is work."
When the woman sent the old man out, she met Yu Feng carrying the ginseng soup. The woman took the soup bowl and laughed, "Give me, you can rest early."
Wu Yufeng just clenched his fists gently, this time he did not obey the order of the master, and still dutifully stood in front of the hut.
The shy woman shook her head helplessly. There was nothing she could do to the motionless man. They listened to all her orders except the rest.
He entered the room, and there was also a woman who was like He.
"The doctor has said, take good care of the child, this child will be fine. This is ginseng soup, you drink some, it should be useful for your injury." The woman is no longer willing to persuade, because persuasion is also useless. Putting the ginseng soup on the low table, the woman quietly backed out.
At the moment the woman stepped out of the room door, a low voice came from the business man behind him, "What's your name?"
The girl turned back, raised a faint smile, and replied, "Murong Shuqing." He closed the door gently for him after finishing speaking.
Murong Shuqing
The Shang merchant murmured the name repeatedly, and he finally saw it. It turned out that people could laugh so lightly and warmly.
This woman named Murong Shuqing has such a smile.
Behind him is the vastness of the Snow Mountain, but in front of it is the sprout of the sprout. Spring is striking, and the two sceneries meet at the foot of the Snow Mountain. In front of the hut, a pink-dressed girl crouched on a pile of hay, her face was like a peach blossom, but she was a little pale. The girl supported her cheeks and stared at a dwarf tree that had just sprung up. Her eyes were hollow and she could not see what she was thinking.
He held her arm in her hand and pulled her up gently, with helpless laughter in her ears. "Although it's spring, it's still cold under the snow-capped mountains. Don't sit on the ground anymore."
The girl raised a smile of innocence and responded nicely: "I see, sister Shu Qing."
Murong Shuqing pretended to laugh helplessly: "You girl, you deserve it. Turn your head and forget, it's made me almost an old lady." She has lived here for more than ten days, little girl She really likes her well-behaved, but the loneliness revealed from time to time is always distressing.
Shang Xiao quickly shook his head, holding Murong Shuqing's arm, and praised, "No, Sister Qing Shu is the most beautiful fairy." Yes, that beauty is not in appearance, she is a fairy and can bring warmth and peace. A settled fairy.
Wu Murong and Shu Qing chuckled. She was very clear about what she looked like, and could not be related to the fairy, but she smiled at each other's compliments. People have their own beauty.
"Go in, the wind is strong outside, and your body is not completely good yet." Murong Shuqing took off the swarf from Shang Xiao and pulled her into the hut.
Shang Shang laughed only two steps and stopped there unwillingly. Murong Shuqing looked at her puzzledly, Shang smiled and licked her lips, looking at the lonely back of the snowy mountain in the distance, her eyes were full of attachment, and she murmured, "I want to be here with him. "
Wu Murong Shuqing didn't have to look and knew what she was looking at. The person who couldn't help and couldn't get close to it was only accompanied by the cold snow and fresh wind. His heart was estimated to be as cold as this snow, cold and helpless. Shu Qing patted Shang Shang's hand and advised, "Go in, you can't help him."
Shang laughed and didn't want to go. She pulled Mu Rong Shuqing's hand tightly and wept helplessly, "Sister Shu Qing, I'm so scared." He was indifferent every day, she didn't know what he was thinking, she Afraid that one day, even if he loses, she really has nothing.
"Don't be afraid." Drying the tears in the corner of Shang Xiao's eyes gently, Murong Shuqing only felt that her comfort was so pale and weak, and she patted some scattered hair on her shoulder. Murong Shuqing smiled deliberately and easily: "I made this year's Dragon's New Year's Tea, and I just delivered it from Jinzhou Tea Garden. I can't sell it outside, so go in."
"But my brother ..." Shang Xiao was still reluctant to leave, and she was afraid she could not see him.
This pair of sisters, she doesn't know if she should be angry or pity. Murong Shuqing sighed, "Go ahead, I'll help you call him, okay?"
"Well, thank you, Sister Shu Qing." Shang Xiao finally burst into tears. Perhaps Sister Shu Qing could listen a little.
Xi Murong Shuqing is not as optimistic as she is. The heartbreak of a business monk, if he can persuade with a few words, why is he here? Regarding their affairs, she didn't ask much, only vaguely felt that they had enemies in Cangyue, and the other party was quite powerful, and that's all.
In the cold wind, the arrogant back of Su Yi's thin shirt standing against the wind made Murong Shuqing's footsteps close to him impossible. His fluttering clothes, tight black hair bundles flew with the wanton cold wind, and his thin and slender figure almost melted into the frost. Even if it is just a back view, it is still too beautiful to be daunted.
Standing behind the merchant, Murong Shuqing smiled bitterly. An outsider like her knows nothing about them. What qualifications are there to persuade him?
He hesitated for a moment, but Murong Shuqing was still speechless in the end.
"What do you think of a smile?" The gentle voice of Shang Jun came slowly, as if Shu Qing's arrival had long been known.
Tong Murong Shu Qing faintly felt what he was going to say next, but still truthfully said: "Lovely and sensible, very much like it."
The merchant's clenched teeth left deep corners on his thin cheeks. For a long time, he still said, "You, would you like to keep her with me?" The low voice seemed to lose his vitality, almost being lost The icy cold wind was gone.
He did say it, raising Shang Xiao is easy for her, but Shang Xiao is not a thing and should not be left alone. Murongshu replied lightly: "It is your responsibility to guard her."
The business man's shoulders were stiff, and he still looked so distantly towards the peak of the Snow Mountain, but this time his voice was full of exhaustion and helplessness. I will only accompany the danger. "Father and mother's revenge, he must report, can trust Xiaoer to someone like Murong Shuqing, is his best account of father and mother.
Su Murong and Shu Qing laughed suddenly, and the merchant turned inexplicably, only to see that Qingya's face was no longer a slight smile, but a little ironic.
He took a step forward and looked up at him. Murong Shuqing asked, "Sir, how many promises do you have to fulfill?"
商君 微怔, I was there. Before waiting for him to answer, Murong Shuqing said coldly, "Not only that one, is Shang Xiao your promise? Have you ever thought that Shang Xiao is the promise you should take most, she only depends on you. That's it. "
Su Shangjun suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Murong Shuqing's words, like a sharp knife, pointed directly at the responsibility he had been avoiding. Yes! His eyes were full of violence, only seeing the and hateful side, he lost the love and the closest ones, what qualifications did he have to promise, and the father's vows echoed in his mind over and over, Xiaoer couldn't take care of him. What revenge was he talking about?
It's not that he hasn't seen the blame and pain in the eyes of the merchant, but now that he has said it, Murong Shuqing no longer avoids it, saying frankly: "If it is violent and not afraid of death, it can solve the problem. Why should you be reduced to this. You are in front of your opponent, just An ant who can pinch to death, what do you fight with him? Not everything needs to be solved together, so that you can rely on it, and when you are evenly matched, would you like to compete? "
Evenly matched! Shang Jun sneered, "I can never be evenly matched with him. To be against him means to be against the entire Cangyue. How can I be evenly matched with him? Who wants to be with a woman? Who wants to listen to me!" Suddenly, The business man grabbed Murong Shuqing's arm and called a little wildly, "You're right, I'm just a car in a praying arm. I can't help it, but I'm not willing! Not willing!"
it hurts! Murong Shuqing could feel that the merchant was overwhelmed by hatred once again, his eyes flushed, like a wounded beast, locked in a small cage. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to break out of the cage. .
Is he isolated because he is a woman?
Wu Murong Shuqing finally understood the origin of his pain. When all the reasons are not because of your incompetence but your gender, the kind of unwillingness will drive people crazy.
He did not pull back his hand, let him grasp it tightly, and with the strength of his hand, Murong Shuqing felt this kind of difficulty.
她 She has been in this world for half a year. She deeply felt the difficulty of being a woman. She did her best to hold power and money in her hands. Isn't it just like him, just to control her own destiny?
"Merchant."
The painful and struggling business man heard a word that was gentle and gentle but changed his life in the near future when he was most helpless.
"I would like to help you and him evenly."
Qi Qing's shallow but sincere voice made the merchant's hand shake uncontrollably. She said that she was willing to help him, wasn't she? This was the first time in six months that he heard someone willing to help him. His heart was warm at this moment, but it was also this sentence that calmed him down, let go of his hand, and the merchant whispered back. "Thank you, my enemy. You cannot imagine how powerful you are. I don't want to affect others."
Xun Long tends to Mu, the Cangyue Kingdom, his enemy! Who? Who can help him? The so-called confidants who have been with Dad for many years are not just persuading him to hide.
He doesn't believe she can help him. Shu Qing saw gratitude in the eyes of Shangjun, but also saw unbelief.
Murong Shuqing didn't care. Her arm hurt. She rubbed her arm gently and went to sit on the rock not far away.
Looking at the downturn of the merchant, Shu Qing finally said, "The lifeblood of the country has a bright line and a dark line. The bright line lies in the political power, it is backed by military power, and it orders the whole country, no one dares to disobey, and the dark line lies in the economy That is, silver, if you can take the land, food, transport, cloth and other income into your pocket, with these as the backing, the same command to the whole country, no one can resist the temptation of silver. He occupied the bright line, why do n’t you take the dark line? ? "
Wu Shangjun stared at the woman who smiled in front of him like an electric shock. Why didn't he think of this method? His mind was thinking quickly, and the business man said with excitement, "You mean, he has many enemies. I do n’t need to use force to fight him. As long as I have the backing you say, someone naturally asks me to fight with me. For me, listening to me, I don't even need to do it myself, it can make him uneasy. "
Wu Murong Shuqing nodded gently, that's what she meant.
Bitch is teachable.
"But I don't have the silver to do this." A ray of hope rising in my heart was still fragile in the face of reality. He had been away from home for six months.
"You don't, I have."
The wind was still cold, and her long hair that fell to the ground was a bit messy, and the plain white clothes made her look weaker, but she still said and smiled lightly. Is the smudging of the corner of your mouth a confident one? The business man suddenly felt that the woman in front of him could really help him.
"Why do you ... help me?" Shang Jun really didn't understand.
Good question! Murong Shuqing said frankly, "My Murong family is engaged in food, tea and other businesses. My father has no business skills, and his only son is under ten years old this year. My sister married a couple because of family arrangements. I have n’t seen anyone, and I ’ve been arranged for marriage since I was a child, which is the so-called finger marriage, but the other party is anxious to remarry. In short, my destiny is arranged by others, but I, and This arrangement is not accepted. "
"Do you say your surname is Murong? Are you the youngest girl in the Murong family, the largest food, tea, silk, and cotton house in Dongsun? The person who married you is Dongzhen's town general Xuan Yuanyi?" The business man suddenly remembered Dad once mentioned the Murong family with him. At that time, Dad was worried that with the financial support of the Murong family, Xuanyuanyi would be more difficult to deal with. If she is a Murong family member, it is no wonder that she can help him with such confidence.
Tong Murong Shuqing shrugged and smiled in pain: "Now you know how difficult it is for me to take control of my destiny." A big family and a well-known "fiance".
"I'm slowly holding the financial resources of the Murong family, but Murong's family is in Dongying, ranking second at most, and I don't want to be in the position of the richest man, becoming the nail of the court, so I need another person, Cultivate another force to make more money for me. Because it also means that I have more freedom and opportunities to be free. So rather than helping you, I ’d rather work with you, I give Your silver, you return me more silver, and you can get what you need from it, how? "
"When I first saw you, you weren't like a businessman. But now, you're like." She meant that the business man understood, but he was even more confused. When she first met, she was polite; she later found that she was kind and warm; just now, she was confident and flying; now she is smart and smart, which one is she?
Murong shouted for a moment, then laughed heartily, and said, "I am not a businessman, but when necessary, I will be the best businessman. What's your answer?"
The business man knew that he was emotional, and this seemed to be the only opportunity he could seize at the moment. He helped Murong Shuqing also helped himself. Even in the end, he was still dead. At least he could leave enough for the children to live. money. But the world knows that a woman has no talent but virtue. Is she really willing to gamble on him?
Meet Murong Shuqing's waiting eyes, Shang said frankly, "I am a woman, you know."
Tong Murong Shuqing laughed, looked down at herself, and smiled, "I am also a woman."
Alas, she is also a woman, but she is so flamboyant and confident.
What about him?
Wu Shangjun no longer thought about clenching his fists, and replied with certainty: "Okay, I promise." He had no choice at all, this was his last chance.
He was so stubborn and determined, Murong Shuqing stood up, patted the thin snow on his shoulder, and asked with a headache: "Sir, you are not like this, right?"
"What?"
Murong Shuqing sighed, "Now you are full of evil spirits all over your body. Your unwillingness and hatred are shown on your face and body. You have been entangled with hate tightly, so you are very vulnerable to being People see through and contain. What I need is a businessman who can deal with all kinds of people with ease, not a person with only hatred in his heart. Be your own. "
女子 This woman who bears too much affection, from the moment she first met, made her inexplicably heartache. I hope she can really help him.
A man like him should be happy.
"Let's go, my Dragon's Birthday Tea is going to be cold."
Shang Shangjun stood in the snow for a long time, watching the woman who had left silently as he came, and vowed to stop crying again.
What does he look like? He almost forgot himself.