Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 408 The arrow is on the string

Chu Sijiu wanted to see Dongfang Hao once before leaving.

But he didn't come back.

After waiting for a few more days, the season entered early summer and June.

The scorching wind blows, and the whole Yecheng is filled with a little joy.

Dongfang Jun, who hadn't shown up for a long time, appeared.

He is a hard-working man who was forced to become the head of the internal guard of Dayu Kingdom.Every day I read the military records, the secrets of the political circles, the scandals of the noble family...all of them are unimaginable.

Even he, the prince who was immersed in the harem and used to seeing intrigues and tricks, sighed loudly.

It is completely a rhythm to reshape the three views.

You must find something positive for yourself, something with aesthetic value, something that can cultivate your sentiment...to soothe your emotions and feel the beauty.

So, he went to the gallery.

Come in and yell.

"Mrs. Ru, what about the big money Qianye Qing owes me?"

Confidently, it's finally his turn, but it's been so long for Mao, there is no shadow.

Chu Sijiu is a trustworthy person. While waiting for others, she is also really painting.It's just that the thinking is not smooth, and the painting is very stumbling.

"What's the rush? When you're painting, you're peeling edamame. You're guaranteed to be able to peel ten disks a day if you're fast." She raised her eyes and stared at him angrily.

I heard that this girl and Duan Qingyang worked together as a spy chief.

Thinking about my running career, maybe it will fall into his hands, and my heart is also a pill.

Dongfang Jun asks for others, and his attitude is naturally correct.

Fengyue Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled brightly, "Mrs. Ru, you speak bluntly, but you are full of truth. This prince has always been convinced. Recently, when I calm down, I will think of Qianye Qing The painting "Hope" has a very different state of mind. Qianye Qing is really transparent, there are too many dirty things in the world, only young children and the dazzling stars in the sky can give people hope."

Chu Sijiu laughed, "The Eighth Prince is so emotional."

Dongfang Jun sighed heavily, "Cough, it's hard to say."

He is a smart man, and after reading too much information, he realized it.

According to the current situation, it is really possible for the Northern Kingdom to declare war on the Dayu Kingdom.Therefore, his suave and romantic days are probably gone forever.

Seeing him so sad, Chu Sijiu was also funny.

People and people, it's really unusual, Dongfang Hao is probably born to worry, he looks like he is suffering and worried all day long, his eyes are deep and deep, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about.Ordinary people have been tricked by him, and they are probably still counting the money for him.

The job of emperor is also suitable for him.

There are also so many women in Sangong Sixth Hospital who can sleep, and that good figure is not in vain.

Feeling sore in his heart, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he raised his voice, "Your big item will be displayed in five days at most, so let's see it then."

She made the decision, Dongfang Hao, if you don't show up again, I will... leave.

After receiving the letter of approval, Dongfang Jun's brows and eyes widened, he said goodbye happily, went to the gallery again, cultivated his sentiments, and walked out the door comfortably.

……

Suzaku Street was still as lively as ever.

Dongfang Jun is now the head of the inner guard, and he sees people and things differently from before.You can see corruption from prosperity, and you can also see gloom from magnificence... In short, life has lost a lot of fun.

He stepped up and wandered on the street for a while, then wanted to go back to the Ministry of War to complain to his good gay cousin Dongfang Yu.

The carriage rushed over, the carriage was set up, and just about to go up, I heard someone shouting softly nearby.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince."

Turning around in astonishment, if he heard correctly, it should be a woman.

There are quite a few people over there, all busy with their own affairs, and they don't see any tricks.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but he didn't want to talk to him, so he stepped on the stick and got into the car.

"Go to the Ministry of War." The voice was lazy, and my heart was even more gloomy.

He really didn't like this job, but he had to do it.There is no way, as a prince, while enjoying the glory and wealth of the world, he also has to bear the responsibility of the world for its rise and fall.

This is his fate.

The carriage stepped up, and before it walked 100 meters, a guard followed, "His Royal Highness, there is a woman who asked her subordinates to send you a letter."

"Well, pass it in." He said lightly.

A corner of the car curtain was lifted, and a letter was handed in.

The envelope was raised, and on it was a neat and elegant lowercase script, neat and vigorous.

Dongfang Jun straightened his waist "squeaky", and his eyes sparkled even more.As soon as he took the letter, he read the envelope for a while.

With slightly trembling fingers, he pulled out the letter paper from inside.

Read it quickly, and then read it carefully from beginning to end.

Immediately, he lowered his hands and leaned against the carriage board, his brows were furrowed, his eyes flickered slightly, his complexion turned blue and white, and he was nervous and excited.

After a long time, he finally calmed down.

Lifting the curtain and looking, the carriage was still one street away from the Ministry of War.Rubbing his fingers, hesitating again and again, he raised his hand and tapped a few times on the carriage board.

"Turn around and go to the south gate."

"Yes, His Highness the Eighth Prince."

The South Gate is still as lively as ever, mainly business people, driving trucks in and out.

In the corner, there is a graceful figure.

The light smoky green thin skirt is paired with bright red underpants. When the breeze blows, the bright color is lifted, which is very eye-catching.Maybe it was because the sun was too big, so she wore a big hat covered with tulle to hide her face.

Not long after, the Eighth Prince's carriage came over and slowly left the city with the flow of people.

He took the horse beside him, and the woman followed out.

Look carefully, the hand holding the horse is missing a little finger.

……

When the day for running was set, Shui Hanbing was obviously busy.

Although Dongfang Hao has not yet ascended the throne, he is in the posture of supervising the country, no different from the emperor.His eyeliner was covered all over, and if he did anything, it would fall into his eyes.

Not to mention throwing off the clouds.

Red Leaf Villa cooperates with King Su's Mansion. According to the high-sounding words, don't drag them into the water.

Chu Sijiu didn't want to think about these annoying things, she concentrated on painting, and Dongfang Jun's big piece has been mostly completed.

Based on the impressions from her previous life and the routine of Journey to the West Flame Mountain, she drew a stream of consciousness "Shenyang Map of the Desert".

It's hard to say what special meaning it has, it's just that there is such a gushing desire in my chest, I want to vent it.

Five days later, Dongfang Hao still didn't show up.

She has slept soundly recently and has not had those weird dreams anymore.It's just that the next morning after confirming the date of running away, when she opened her eyes, she found that the pillow cover was wet.

Without knowing it, she cried all night.

After all, I still can't bear it.

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Shui Hanbing made a thorough arrangement, and told her carefully what would happen on the day of the run, so and so and so and so.

Chu Sijiu smiled when he heard it, and he left, and he wanted to make such a big deal, Mr. Han Bing, do you have a grudge against Yecheng?

Yun Duo didn't know what their plans were, so he ate melon seeds and chatted about unnutritious topics.

"Second brother is coming to Yecheng soon, and the pen you asked him to study has been made."

"Really?" Chu Sijiu felt sorry.

"Yeah, my second brother is so smart." Yun Duo pursed her lips, looking very dissatisfied.

Chu Sijiu looked at her nonchalantly, sighing inwardly.

But it's nothing to worry about, even if you run around, you can't get out of this time and space, so you can ask someone to pick it up.

Thinking of this, she relaxed again.

Ok.

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