What is a woman?

It's just a plaything, and it's just a pet when you're happy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What is it that is also worthy of commanding her own man?

Dongfang Cheng sneered, he was a little disdainful of Huang Shangshu.

Obviously, you can rely on yourself, but you have to rely on a woman.

It's really a joke!

Then, Dongfang Cheng frowned slightly as if he remembered something.

He lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he asked again: "Have you found out clearly?" Then Su Ming, are you really going to prepare to surrender?"

Hearing him say this, the subordinate seemed a little hesitant, hesitating, and seemed to be a little uncertain.

Dongfang Cheng's gaze immediately became stern: "Say, what is his attitude?"

His voice was full of coldness, and he was not at all gentle because the man in front of him was a subordinate who had followed him for many years.

And this subordinate couldn't help but fight a cold war, and then opened his mouth a little cautiously and timidly: "Master forgive me, before, the subordinate didn't think about it, but when the subordinate explained his intentions, then Su Ming praised the master." The subordinates thought... And now, after hearing what the master said, he realized that Su Ming's attitude seemed to be indeed a little ambiguous. Please also ask the master to forgive his sins. ”

Speaking of this, the subordinate immediately knelt down in front of Dongfang Cheng and trembled uncontrollably, trembling all over.

Dongfang Cheng looked at him a little indifferently, his eyes were cold.

There was silence in the room.

A cold breath was constantly flowing.

And after half a ring, the gray clothes of the subordinates were already soaked with sweat, and the color became darker and darker.

"Nothing. ”

Dongfang Cheng suddenly spoke.

His voice was still as cold and cold as it was.

But compared to before, there is a little more mild color in this tone.

"Qin Shen, you have been following this king for ten years. Over the years, there has been hard work, even without merit. Not to mention, he has been friends with this king for many years. Although this king is very angry, because you almost missed this king's big thing. It is also because you have failed the high expectations of this king. But this king is still reluctant to blame you. This king, in the end, believes in you. ”

Dongfang Cheng said slowly word by word, his eyes sincere and serious.

It's just that the cold light that flashed from time to time in his deep eyes revealed his true thoughts.

"Get up. ”

"Yes. ”

Because Qin Shen had been kneeling on the cold ground for too long, his whole person was in a state of nervousness and fatigue, so that as soon as he stood up, he stumbled.

Seeing this, Dongfang Cheng immediately stretched out his hand to help him.

And this Qin Shen didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Anyway, at this time, he showed a somewhat moved and admiring gaze towards Dongfang Cheng.

But Dongfang Cheng didn't have any other reaction because of the look on his face.

He just put his hands behind his back, his expression calm, but his eyes were a little absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something.

And Qin Shen stared at him nervously, as if he was waiting for Dongfang Cheng to give him some chance to make meritorious contributions.

And about a quarter of an hour later, Dongfang Cheng finally spoke: "Mrs. Fan, but where is it?"

"Yes. Madame has completed the task that your master has given her before she completes it. When I met my wife, I heard her say. It's said that the mission has already had some eyebrows. Soon, it should be done. ”

Qin Shen leaned down slightly, and said with respect in his tone.

"Hmm. ”

Dongfang Cheng nodded slowly, and walked around the narrow hut with his hands behind his back.

After that, he slowly stopped in the middle of the room and said lightly to Qin Shen, "Then ask Mrs. Fan to stop her current task first." Tell her to go, call...".

Dongfang Cheng couldn't help frowning again: "Tell her to persuade Su Ming." Moreover, it is still thoroughly convincing. Got it?"

"Yes. Subordinates understand. ”

Hearing this, Qin Shen immediately respectfully agreed.

But then, he said with some hesitation: "Dare to ask the master, do you want to send the letter to the lady immediately?" or...".

Dongfang Cheng replied to him without hesitation: "Send her a letter immediately!"

"Yes!"

Qin Shenying replied respectfully while saluting, and then he was about to walk out of the room to deliver a letter to Mrs. Fan.

But...

"Wait!"

Just as Qin Shen was about to walk out of the door, Dongfang Cheng suddenly stopped him.

Qin Shen stopped as he said, but there was some confusion in his eyes: "Master?"

He asked.

"You don't have to worry about this anymore. Dongfang Cheng waved his hand at him.

"I'll write to her myself. As for you, Qin Shen. You will stay in the capital first. This king has other things for you to deal with. ”

When Qin Shen heard his words, his eyes lit up, and a fine light flashed.

Dongfang Cheng suddenly changed his self-proclaimed title to "this king", so there must be something in the palace that he needs to do.

And the things in the palace.

Qin Shen lowered his head and smiled a little proudly.

Although it is said that the companion is like a tiger, it is extremely risky to do things in the palace.

But the risk is greater, and the benefit is greater.

Some of them can be fished out with oil and water.

What's more, Qin Shen believed in Dongfang Cheng very much, and he knew that since Dongfang Cheng asked him to do things, he must have been very sure.

Not to mention that there is also him Qin Shen here.

Dongfang Cheng noticed the smug smile on the corner of Qin Shen's mouth, but he didn't say anything more.

He just said lightly, "You go down and rest first." ”

It's not easy to have such a break in the future.

Dongfang Cheng's face was indifferent, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

But Qin Shen didn't see it.

He only saluted respectfully to Dongfang Cheng and quietly withdrew.

At this time, the sky has flickered and darkened, and soon, this day, will be bright.

But Dongfang Cheng still stayed in the house.

I don't know if he remembered something, but there was a little gentle light in his eyes.

The sound of "fluttering" suddenly came, and a snow-white pigeon flew in front of Dongfang Cheng, hovering non-stop.

And Dongfang Cheng had already withdrawn the rare warmth in his eyes at this time.

He let the pigeon cluck with a cold expression, and after flying in front of him for a while, he slowly stretched out his hand to stop the pigeon.

The pigeon had a brass ring tied to its left foot, and a small note with a red ribbon was tied to it.

Dongfang Cheng calmly stretched out his slender fingers, took it off, and gently unfolded it again.

The note was pale yellow, as if it was some years old.

However, the handwriting on this note is still new, beautiful, and beautiful.

There is also a faint scent of ink.

"The matter is not clear, and no one has returned. ”

Seeing this line of words, Dongfang Cheng frowned slightly.

But then, it was immediately loosened.

He threw a handful of doves and fed them on the ground beside him, and then let the pigeon jump around excitedly and peck, and did not care.

Dongfang Cheng turned around and walked into another room, where there was a small black wooden table, and some of the most ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Dongfang Cheng sharpened the ink, and took a new special note of lilac that had already been cut.

I wrote a few lines on it with great speed, rolled it up quickly, and then hurried out of the room.

And in the room just now, the pigeon has finished pecking at the pigeon's exclusive food.

At this time, Dongfang Cheng walked in.

The pigeon tilted its head and puffed out its black eyes, staring straight at Dongfang Cheng.

But Dongfang Cheng gradually approached the pigeon, and grabbed it with his hands, unceremoniously, with one hand.

The pigeon had lost a few feathers when he had caught it, but it seemed to be afraid of Dongfang.

Even if it was very uncomfortable, he didn't dare to move in the slightest in his hands.

Dongfang Cheng quickly tied a note to its leg, then threw the pigeon in his hand and let it fly away.

And the pigeon flew for almost an hour, until the sky was already bright, and then it flew to where it was supposed to go.

A woman in purple stretched out her slender, jade-like fingers and gently caught it.

After settling the pigeon, the woman in purple returned to her room, and with a sweet smile on her lips, carefully opened the note.

Her fingernails were painted with red cardamom, and they were very gorgeous, just like her face.

And her appearance is cold, she is beautiful, with a pair of big eyes that hook the soul, a small nose, and ruddy and sexy lips.

This woman is full of cold air all over her body, as if she is an iceberg beauty, but she has a lot of style, raising her hand and raising her foot, she is full of charm.

There is a vicissitudes of life on her body, but her face is still extremely young, as if she is still waiting for everyone in the boudoir.

And this kind of look is not something that ordinary ladies can have.

And her skin is white and tender, faint, and a little cold and hard color is revealed.

From here, it can be seen that she is an extremely resolute and very strong woman.

And now she carefully held the note on her white palm.

On the note, there were dense fly-headed small letters, more words of concern for her, this woman saw this, her eyes gradually, became very gentle, as if a light touch, can drip water

And she obviously knew Dongfang Cheng very well, and knew that he would not deliberately send her such a few words of concern.

Sure enough, when she saw the last line, the man's order finally appeared: Su Ming, persuade Guishun.

She smiled, with a little smugness and sweetness.

And this pride is not the ordinary pride that arises because Dongfang Cheng reuses her.

Rather, it was a small, secret joy: some proud joy at the man who needed her help.

She can always help the man she loves, and he still needs her.

She doesn't want to have a place in his heart, she just wants him to remember her.

Even if, in this memory, there are a lot of hidden things, his use of her.

Because, since that year, her life has been his.

And she is also deeply in love with him.

That year.

That year, in her small village, suddenly the atmosphere began to change.

She was only about five years old at the time, and she didn't even have a decent name.

Someone couldn't look at it and told her father that he didn't know what to call her.

And then, then...

After many years, she still remembers the way her father looked at her.

There was no love, no concern, no guilt, no pity.

Her father just looked at her calmly, as if looking at a stranger.

And that look scared her.

So she subconsciously shrank and hid in the shadow of the haystack at home.

In this way, Dad shouldn't be able to see her, right?

Little she thought so.

And correspondingly, she can't see her father clearly,

Far away, too vague.

She could only faintly hear the sound of her father talking to the women of the village.

This is her father's hoarse and heavy voice, her father is like this, a crop man, there is no poetry in his bones, and a gentle atmosphere: "One wild girl, one cheap life." If you can roll down, it's good. Where do I need to name her? I've had a busy day, where do I get this spare time?"

And this is the voice of the woman in the village, which is also rough and rough, full of rustic rustic atmosphere in the countryside, rude: "Then you have to give this girl a name." It doesn't matter if there are flowers and grasses, but there must be one to use, this girl will marry in the future. At a young age, he looks so good, he really looks like a fairy that day. Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart: You girl, I look at it carefully, but she is better than the daughter of the noble lady in the village. ”

"Really?"

It was her father's voice, one of suspicion and distrust.

He really didn't believe that this ordinary mountain girl could have such a big career and be born better than the eldest lady of the rich man's family.

"Really, can I still lie to you?"

The woman was a little angry, and her voice became more and more rough.

"Then," her father believed a little, and then seemed to grit his teeth, and said loudly, "then, then, I will give her a name, called Cao'er." Weeds, like weeds, are everywhere and can live wherever they fall. If I survive, I will be able to exchange more money for my youngest son to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, so that I can have grandchildren in the future!"

At this, her father laughed out loud.

And the women in the village also laughed and kept echoing the words "good, good" and the like.

And she, just like that, stayed quietly in the shadows under the haystack.

There was something cold in it, and it penetrated into her heart.

Is her father going to sell her?

Although she was ignorant, she still understood the meaning of "exchanging money".