"If you need me any time, please call Li Jiangang by his first name. Sister Jiangang said, solemnly retreating towards the door, her body gradually becoming transparent, disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if a drop of water had returned to the sea, it could be seen that Shuna's company had reached a cooperation with the Strategic Intelligence Department to transfer the patent of the Sun Concealment Technique.

Li Zi took a deep breath, and an irritability arose in her heart, turning into a nameless fire, making her even want to do something to resist. After this rebellion was suppressed to the extreme, it finally erupted like a volcano.

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Do you like your father?

No, no matter how your father cheats, you will pretend to be deaf and dumb or even turn a blind eye because you are also cheating.

Maybe you are a successful woman, but what qualifications do you have to guide my marriage?

I can play any play with you, but I will never marry a knighthood or property. I'd rather be single for 10,000 years until I find someone I like.

Mom, before you accuse me, take care of your own lover.

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Li Zi took a deep breath, took out the expensive antique parchment, wrote many lines in floral characters, put it into a golden envelope full of classical feelings, dripped fire paint, and rolled the seal, and concocted a nostalgic letter with a sense of ceremony, like a princess who was imprisoned in the court a thousand years ago, and put her heavy thoughts into the envelope.

She hid the letter in a document bag containing official documents and walked to the army transport ship with a blank face. Many samurai waited for her to walk over before they dared to look back at her back, and they all thought to themselves: "The goddess is holding a briefcase and looks like a teacher asking for guilt, and her face is not good, I am afraid that someone will be criticized." ”

Madrigal was perfecting the tactical configuration of the trapping camp, heard a knock on the door, shouted "coming", opened the door and looked, almost frightened the sound, only to see an indifferent, ragged marshal uniform floating outside the door, translucent skeleton surging with the power of ancient martial arts.

This is Jiuli. Its hideous skull and madrigal form a single sword, and its deep eyes are indifferent. Jiuli can be big or small, when the strength is extremely strong, Jiuli is as huge as a mountain, and it can explore the sea with the moon. So the madrigal was really surprised.

Jiuli, who was surging with the power of light and dust, silently raised his hand and handed a document bag to Madrigal.

Madrigal took the file bag with a stiff expression. Documents have always been a symbol of power, whether the decision is a punishment or a promotion, the fluttering paper in the paper bag, giving people a sense of ritual as a thousand pounds, this traditional form of suggesting the distribution of power, Zheng Xuan advocated to keep anyway.

How many people's wealth and poverty, status, dignity, and life are all finalized on these ancient and light papers. Zheng Xuan may want to emphasize that human life is as thin as paper and authority is as heavy as a mountain, which is why he strongly advocates these nostalgic things.

Maybe in his bones, Zheng Xuan wants to return to classical society.

Pastoral thought so much in a trance, and Jiuli, who delivered the letter, had already been taken back by the master. He didn't understand why Li Zi was using Jiuli as a messenger, there was no one at the door anyway, and she was afraid of being seen by the air? He could imagine a few seconds ago, there was a charming long-haired girl leaning in the empty hallway, waiting for her Jiuli to return from delivering a letter.

But when he saw the document, Mu Ge was thinking about Zheng Xuanhe and the document, so he was distracted. The relationship between paper and power touched him deeply, as if he cared more about the girl who wanted to cover it.

This kind of personality can probably be regarded as one of the post-traumatic sequelae. Thinking about it, Madrigal closed the door and returned to the table, opened the brown paper bag, took out the beautiful envelope, uncovered the cooled fire paint seal, pulled out the delicate parchment, and unfolded it to see that there was a rare handwriting on it:

"Pastoral, I'm sad, so I'm writing to you, I think we wouldn't be so sad if we made it clear. ”

"You say you like me between the lines, it gives me the feeling that I like beautiful ornaments, and it is very glorious to wear, but it is not worth your heartache, distress, and heartbreak, because even if you lose it, those losses are bearable. ”

"But if I like you, you are like a silver ring that my grandmother left me, and I will not dislike it for being undervalued, and not only that, but if I lose it, the sorrow will linger, and I will worry about it all day long, and at last I will find it from chest to cabinet. ”

"You are a contradictory person, one moment very bold, the next very cold. I guess you're protecting yourself by becoming apathetic, and you're becoming indifferent because you don't want to be hurt. ”

"But let me tell you, the person I like is the one who can hurt me, because the person I hate will be completely ignored by me, and only the person I admire can hurt my heart, and you have hurt me several times. ”

"I have so many rules to follow that I'm always cold, but even that I know that pain isn't a bad thing. ”

"You are so arrogant and unbridled, and you seem to be passionate and bold, but when will your frozen heart thaw? Honestly, you just want to conquer me, and you want to possess me, maybe for you, that's what love is all about. But will you be happy, your heart is cold. That kind of relationship is not the 'kind of relationship' I was waiting for. ”

"If you are angry today, I will simply tell you directly, my principles will not change, in the command organs and where there are colleagues and acquaintances, I will not pull and pull with you, if I am witnessed, I will lose more than my face. But those words, you can say in our own time, and I won't mind what you say without witnesses—"

"If you're pursuing girls and you want to show off your new jewelry, I probably don't quite fit your requirements...... Have you ever thought that if we pretended to be plain and got to know each other more in private, I would be less concerned and you would be more honest. That's really the only one I could ask for...... You turned around and left today, your back is very handsome, very chic, and very cold, and what makes me resentful the most is that you are very irresponsible! Obviously, you started all this first, why can you leave early! It doesn't matter how you hurt me, but it's too irresponsible to give up halfway!"

"Don't, don't, heavy, yes, yes! Don't think it's a love letter, and you can't be arrogant! It's just, uh...... This is just a qualification review letter, informing you that you can participate in the interview, and there is no meaning at all such as "please come to the exam" and "it will be finished without you"! If you don't like me, give up on me, anyway, what you like is a soft girl like Zheng Qian...... I don't want to worry about you every day, I can live well even if I am alone!"

The last paragraph is obviously a true expression, and Li Zi's arrogant demeanor leaps onto the page, and she must not have known it when she wrote it, and every word of the pen betrayed her jealousy, hatred, and longing.

Madrigal closed her eyes, brought the paper to her nose, and smelled the fragrance of Lizi. He loved this love letter, and the girl's mind finally didn't have to guess, what a great liberation it was. Li Zi's embarrassed and arrogant little appearance came to Muge's mind, and Muge closed her eyes and thought comfortably: "The honest girl is the cutest, it would be better if she said no." ”