The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 1311 Promise you to be a descendant (23)

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  He kowtowed and responded with sweat,

   "Wei...Wei ministers dare not, your majesty is the emperor Mingjun, who will be passed on for generations to come, and his achievements will be extolled by thousands of people."

  Jun Chuying chuckled and looked at the chessboard lightly.

  He clicked on the desktop. He probably thought of something. Slowly speaking,

   "I heard that the Spring Festival in Yuncheng is exceptionally lively, and there will be a bonfire party. It is rare for me to have a leisure time. Why... just stay here, right after the Spring Festival?"

  The young emperor’s long and narrow eyebrows smiled loosely, like an old fox that has been completely calculated,

  Slowly laying out the game, waiting for the rabbit to fall,

  His eyes faintly fell on the kneeling man, the corners of his lips curled up, like a smile but not a smile.

   "Yun Aiqing, won't you be unwelcome?"

  "..." Yun Zhongwu immediately kowtow.

   "Your Majesty can live in a humble house, and he is a blessing to the ministers. The ministers... welcome to the extreme."

   "In that case, then I am welcome."

  The emperor has a slightly profound meaning, meaning something.

  Yun Zhongwu couldn't figure out what he meant, and he only responded obediently, without daring to resist.

soon,

  The game continues,

   Baizi, still unstoppable.

  ……

  ……

  "Miss, a good news and a bad news--"

  Xiaoxi ran into the house with a snack.

  On the small couch,

   Yun Fusheng, who was touching his lips in a daze, suddenly retracted his hand, a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

   "Hey, miss, the good news is that I just inquired with the housekeeper, and that Mr. Chu is finally leaving."

  Xiaoxi looked excited.

   Yun Fusheng was stunned.

  Before she could speak, Xiaoxi was authentic again.

   "But the bad news is that the gentleman will not leave until the Spring Festival. It's only mid-January now. Forget it, he probably...will stay for more than a month."

   "Oh...I miss him now..."

   Yun Fu Sheng soft lips slightly.

  She looked at the white cloak on the small couch, unconsciously grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingertips, a little startled.

   Peaceful and quiet, I don’t know what I’m thinking.

  Xiaoxi put down his snacks and went to look at the stove again.

   Seeing that the coal in the furnace was about to burn out, she ran to pick up the tongs and add coal.

  And Yun Fusheng sat quietly for a long time.

finally,

  She sighed lightly, as if relieved, picked up the book, and looked at it slowly.

  After he left,

  Probably, you won’t think of her anymore, right?

  The little girl actually felt a little empty in her heart,

  But she is indifferent by nature and will not be too obsessed with anything.

  So, even if it is a little bit of loss, it doesn’t matter.

When,

  If he leaves, then return those things, right?

   Yun Fusheng thought quietly.

  ……

  ……

  Afternoon,

   Yun Fusheng takes a nap as usual,

  Xiaoxi sat under the tree in the yard, watching while doing needlework.

  Suddenly,

   A stone slapped and hit her on the head.

  Xiaoxi hissed with pain, and stood up, "Who!?"

  She put down the needle and thread in her hand and looked around vigilantly.

"Snapped--"

  Another one happened to hit her in the back of the head.

  Xiaoxi got angry all at once.

  She walked out of the yard, opened the door, and was about to curse,

  A coincidence,

   Ruan Tingyi, with a cold body, passed her door holding a knife. It seemed that he was about to leave.

  Xiaoxi thought he did it, so he stared at him.

   "Hey! Did you throw stones at me just now?"

  Ruan Tingyi didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard her question, and walked indifferently.

  (End of this chapter)