One sand, one world.
Each character has their own story, and there are inextricable relationships behind it.
Ziqing listened to Jiuli's story in the soothing and fresh morning light, this is a complete Enron story, and she sighed in her heart.
She never expected that the woman who looked noble and elegant would have such a deep and vicious heart.
This secret is unknown to everyone except Fei Qiu and An Leiluo.
Probably because Jiuli's unique peaceful aura gave Ziqing the most stable strength, so except for the sigh for the incident itself, it did not affect her mood.
However, when she thought that Jiuli would face such a vicious woman in the future, she couldn't help but worry in her heart, and subconsciously asked, "Brother Jiu, what are you going to do?"
Jiuli said lightly: "This is exactly one of Enron's commissions, for his mother Zhaoxue." ” "But," she wanted to say, as he had just said, being in a big family, pulling a hair and moving the whole body.
Even the player must follow his rules in the story world.
"Well, if this matter is exposed, it will not be good for both families, and there is no need for everyone to pay for her sins committed by herself."
Of course, Jiuli knew what the other party was worried about, and smiled warmly, as fresh and warm as the first morning light.
Zijing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, she was completely relieved, and she was even more relieved that she was in touch with each other.
That's true, because the background of the An family is too deep, and Fei Qiu has accumulated a lot of contacts for himself over the years.
The two of them agreed as before, and their short time together has comforted the torment of lovesickness.
However, due to identity restrictions, there should be restraint and "rules" that must be followed.
The two of them stepped on the gradually rising sunlight and walked in the garden, chatting idly, Jiuli led Ziqing to the small attic behind the manor, in front of the building is a delicately repaired flower garden, this season is the season when Lu Binghua is in full bloom, a string of purple and red flower columns like slender pointed bamboo shoots are crowded one after another to fill the positive flower garden, the outer circle is purple, the inner circle is red, and there are bees and butterflies fluttering in the middle.
The quaint loft stands quietly in the bright sunlight, and a silhouette is intermittently imprinted on the flower garden, out of place with the modern buildings that surround it.
Outside, the sun was warm, and as soon as you walked in, a cool air came to your face.
Zi Jing frowned slightly, and Jiuli tightened her broad palm slightly as if she knew what she was thinking at the moment.
Zijing smiled back.
Just now she saw that the orientation and layout of this attic were not understood by the public, sitting east and facing west, and the windows were open in the north-south direction, so the house must not see the sun all day long, and she didn't need to look at it to know that living in it would give people a very dull and depressing feeling.
The two held hands and walked slowly to the main entrance of the attic, Kuanbo walked out of the shadows next to him, stood sideways at the door with his chest hanging his hands, and said respectfully with a rigid and combed voice: "Third young master, Mrs. said that it is not yet time for counseling, don't mess with the rules." ” Zijing subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he sensed a more powerful clench, and his heart suddenly settled down.
However, what this housekeeper said was too harsh, in this era, it was not an exaggeration for the first time, let alone just holding hands and using rules to oppress people.
Zi Jing frowned slightly, the first impression of this housekeeper to her was that he was very gloomy, seemingly silent, seemingly respectful, but in fact, the person who knew everything about the master was the most terrifying.
She didn't speak, first, she didn't have the qualifications to put her beak here; Besides, there are nine left, so she doesn't need to worry about it.
Jiuli said: "From now on, you don't come to the backyard in the future, and tell those subordinates that no one can step into this attic without my permission." ” "Third Young Master" "Understood" Jiuli raised his voice slightly, not angry.
Kuanbo's body trembled slightly, it seemed that what Madame said was right, something must have changed him.
No, you can't let this be out of your control Kuanbo said with a self-contained and solemn demeanor and tone: "Third Young Master, everything Madame does is for your own good, and also for the reputation of the An family. ” After that, he turned his head to look at Ziqing, and his eyes revealed a cold chill, "This girl is not an ordinary woman, she should know how to abide by virtue and etiquette, and if she loses her name, she will not let her family be ashamed."
Zi Qi is on fire, what is this guy shouting about.
How do you say it, it seems that she steals a man, could it be that this night, that woman tossed some moths again Ziqing was about to have a seizure, and there was a warm power in his hand, and his impetuous heart suddenly calmed down.
Jiuli's voice was cold, like condensed frost, "Chen Kuan, the former adjutant of the XX Military Region, has participated in several battles, and then followed An Leiluo, and had the merit of rescue in the XX Campaign.
Deserters, cowards, who let the whole regiment fall into the encirclement of the enemy for the sake of one person's survival, buy you time to escape.
But in the end, he reversed black and white, and instead became a hero, and became an official and knighted.
Others think that you are grateful for the shelter and acquaintance of the An family, but in fact, you just want to use the An family as a springboard for peace."
Kuanbo's body trembled like chaff, his face turned pale, and he looked at Jiuli in horror and horror like a ghost.
Oh my God, is this still the guy they raised to be autistic paranoid, how did he know these secrets?
No, it can't be, it's just terrifying He stretched out his hand and pointed at Jiuli, and it took a while to hold back a word, "You, who are you, you are a monster, a monster" Yes, everyone knows that the third young master of the An family is sick, he is an autistic person, and he also has violent tendencies.
So just a thought, he wanted to directly label him a "monster".
A hint of determination flashed in Jiuli's eyes, such a person didn't need to give them the slightest mercy and pity at all.
Because they simply don't understand Jiu Li's other wrist flipped out, and several silver needles shot out, and in an instant, Chen Kuan's body collapsed to the ground like a rag, foaming at the mouth and spasming.
Xinchang's big hand waved over the other party again, and the silver needle was withdrawn from his hand.
Ziqing came back to his senses for a while, and immediately, he understood Jiuli's good intentions.
With his methods, there are countless opportunities and countless ways to clean up Chen Kuan, but he chose to use it in front of him, just to tell her that sometimes only absolute control of this world can make him dominant.
Just like now, if you let Chen Kuan go, maybe it will lead to more things, leaving yourself with hidden dangers and troubles.
Ziqing expected it to be good, a faint storm was directly strangled in the cradle, this is a later story. t1706231537: