The warm sun of the invincible east

Gently holding the brush in his white hand, Dongfang Bubai looked at Yang Lian's dull expression, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "What are you thinking?"

"The subordinates are only touched by the concern of the leader for the subordinates," Yang Lian looked down at the blob of ink, and twisted the footer, but did not look directly into Dongfang Bubai's eyes.

The smile on the corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth gradually faded, "You are a member of this seat, so of course this seat will not let you die, let alone at the hands of those righteous villains." Throwing the brush aside, Dongfang Bubai resumed his life He took a brush from the pen holder and handed it to Yang Lian, "Unless I first..."

"The leader's magical skills are number one in the world, unmatched by anyone," Yang Lian tightened his hands and stabbed, half a corner of his account book was missing. He was not really puzzled, but understanding and acceptance were two different things. Unlike the male protagonists in a certain novel, they can love many women of all kinds. True love cannot be divided into two parts or more.

He didn't know where Dongfang Bubai's feelings for him came from, but facing this person, he couldn't even pretend to be stupid, maybe because he liked this character so much, every time he thought of the ending in the original book, he would I feel that if it weren't for Yang Lianting, maybe Dongfang Bubai wouldn't have ended up in that way.

Now, he himself has become Yang Lianting. He thought that he could become Dongfang Bubai's assistant, subordinate, or just a person who cares about him in general, but he never thought that even if he changed to the inner Yang Lianting, he would still go to the top. A well-ordained path.

There was an awkward silence in the study. Dongfang Bubai looked at half a page of the account book in Yang Lian's hand, and slowly took back the writing brush he handed out, "But half a page of the account book is missing, why don't you hurry up and do the accounting?"

Yang Lian took the writing brush in Dongfang Bubai's hand, smiled at him, "It's my subordinate's dereliction of duty." Dip the pen into thick ink, and carefully checked it aside.

Dongfang Bubai stared at Yang Lian who bowed his head, took the report from the branch hall and read it, but in his eyes, those black words were all turned into an empty font, completely meaningless.

The two stopped talking, Dongfang Bubai couldn't speak, but Yang Lian didn't know what to say.

Dongfang Bubai didn't think he was emotionally timid, so he hinted his feelings to Yang Lian, but the other party's attitude was not frightened or disgusted, or trying to curry favor for power, but an alternative and flat silence.

Does he feel that this relationship is not worth mentioning at all, or does he really not understand the meaning behind his words?Suddenly remembering that Sang Sanniang said that this person is a wooden lump, at this moment he would rather that this person is really a wooden lump than ignore his own feelings.

After a short period of uneasiness, Yang Lian felt relieved. His feelings were just letting nature take its course. There was no need for him to be so entangled. At least Dongfang Bubai was not the kind of person who would kill him because he could not court him. At least he would not have betrayed him. make something like this.In the whole story of Xiaoao, he never thought that the most infatuated person was Linghu Chong, but Dongfang Bubai who became the loser in the end.

Putting down the worries in his heart, Yang Lian calmed down and began to count the books. After checking carefully, he found that something was wrong. There were obvious traces of fraudulent accounts. Although several big shops had a lot of profits, Yang Lian felt that, The benefits don't stop there.

Record several businesses with obvious false accounts in the next booklet, Yang Lian was about to tell Dongfang Bubai about this, when he heard hurried footsteps outside the study, he frowned slightly, and heard a The little girl made a choked voice.

"Master, Mrs. Qing has been vomiting blood since this morning. Mr. Ping also went to see it, and said it's not good. I beg the leader to go and have a look."

Yang Lian's complexion changed, this Mrs. Qing is gentle and courteous, and she is also a rare woman in this era. She was obviously fine a few days ago, so why did she become like this in just over ten days.

Dongfang Bubai saw that Yang Lian showed pity and his face was slightly cold, and got up from the chair, "Go down, ask Ping Yizhi to treat him as best he can, and I will come later."

"Yes," the maid who was kneeling outside the study hurriedly retreated, wiping her tears. She wanted to rush to tell Madam the news, so she didn't know the almost condensed atmosphere in the study.

Yang Lian wanted to follow Dongfang Bubai, but Dongfang Bubai said with a sullen face, "You are not in good health, go back to your room and rest now." You are only a woman, so you feel distressed?

Yang Lian sensed Dongfang Bubai's anger, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, the leader, for your sympathy." He didn't think about whether Dongfang Bubai's anger had something to do with him, but he didn't want to annoy Dongfang Bubai again. After Dongfang Bubai flung his sleeves out of the study, he closed the account book in his hand, closed the study door and went out.

After leaving the study room, the fog has not completely dissipated at this moment, and the mist is lingering around, giving people an illusion of being far away from the world, but unfortunately, the mist that gives people the feeling of being out of dust is full of fine dust.Looking down at the cloak she was wearing, Yang Lian walked slowly, unexpectedly walked out of the courtyard, walked east, and saw a lotus pond, in which there were a few dead leaves and rotten lotus stalks, and the water surface Wisps of white smoke are still floating on the ground, with an indescribable sense of decay and desolation.

"Why is Director Yang here?" Qing Ling's female voice sounded from behind, and Yang Lian turned around to see a slim and beautiful girl.

"My subordinates see the holy lady," Yang Lian made a bow, "but I have nothing to do, walking around, this place is desolate, how did the holy lady come here?"

"Why, you can come, so I can't come?" Ren Yingying smiled gently, she was a little less naughty than two years ago, and a little more feminine, "Did I bother Manager Yang?"

"Why bother?" Yang Lian hurriedly said, "This subordinate is just in a daze."

"Without sunlight, the lotus in this pool will not be outdated, with broken leaves and stalks." Ren Yingying walked to the edge of the pool and stood five steps away from Yang Lian, looking at the cold water in the pool. "This lotus is very beautiful when it blooms." , but after opening, it can only look like this."

"My subordinate's opinion is different from that of the holy lady," Yang Lian said with a smile, "This lotus flower declines in winter just to bloom better in the coming year. We can't deny its beauty just because it is declining now. There is no kind of flower that blooms all the time. Undefeated, but there is no flower that is not beautiful in full bloom."

"Director Yang knows flowers better than Yingying." Ren Yingying's face darkened slightly, "It's just that not every kind of flower wants to stay in this pond to bloom again and again, and to decay again and again."

When Yang Lian heard Ren Yingying's words, he knew another meaning of Ren Yingying's words. He just smiled and didn't continue.Maybe people are all selfish. He knows that Ren Yingying's life should be to meet Linghu Chong who belongs to her in that bamboo forest, but he doesn't want Ren Yingying to go down the mountain, because Ren Yingying's downhill represents a certain day in the future. Defeated may die under the sword of Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong.

Without Ren Yingying, there would be no Ren Woxing and Linghu Chong joining forces. At that time, there would be no conclusion as to who would live and who would die.

"I heard that Uncle Dongfang trusts you very much?" Seeing that Yang Lian was silent, Ren Yingying asked again, "Really?"

Yang Lian lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, "It's just rumors outside. It's not that the leader trusts the subordinates, but the subordinates trust the leader." Even now, his feelings for Dongfang Bubai may not be love, but in his eyes, In this world, no one is more important than Dongfang Invincible.

"No wonder Uncle Dongfang trusts you," Ren Yingying smiled lightly, and sighed softly, "Daddy never had such a person by his side before, that's why he finally..."

As soon as Yang Lian heard this, he knew that Ren Yingying was aware of this matter. He was startled slightly, then calmed down and said, "Master Ren's miraculous skills are unrivaled in the world, and his subordinates are nothing but incompetent people. Even if there are subordinates, , it is of no use to Master Ren."

"Director Yang not only knows how to pity flowers, but he is also a humble person." Ren Yingying didn't respond to Yang Lian's praise at all, but only smiled, "No one in the teaching doesn't know the ability of Manager Yang, why should he be so self-confident?" modest."

Yang Lian really didn't know what Ren Yingying meant when he was talking to him. He and Ren Yingying didn't have much conversation on weekdays. How could they talk about this? Could it be that he wanted to find out something about him?

"Forget it, I won't bother Manager Yang's pleasure," Ren Yingying smiled slightly, "Let's go first."

"Saint, go slowly." Yang Lian watched Ren Yingying's figure disappear into the mist, and suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be that Ren Yingying was thinking... At the time when Ren Yingying wanted to leave the religion, she was firmly opposed to it. Ren Yingying heard it, and her intentional intimacy now is to make Dongfang Bubai suspicious of her?

In the backyard, Dongfang Bubai looked at the pale and lifeless woman, and barely maintained the concern on his face, "I will ask Ping Yizhi to heal you well."

Mrs. Qing stared at his face, and smiled wryly after a long time, "Husband, I'm afraid Qingqing can't do it anymore." She slowly moved her gaze to the top of the mosquito net, "Husband, I married you when I was with you, but now I have It's been seven years," the corners of her mouth rose with difficulty, but tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.Slowly groping for a sachet under the pillow with her hands, it was embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water, "Qingqing has never been good at female reds. Over the years, I have embroidered this sachet and wanted to give it to my husband, but..." Before she finished speaking, she began to cough again, and bright red blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Qingqing slowly handing the sachet in front of him, and didn't reach out to take it, but looked at her pale lips, "You should have a good rest."

"Ahem..." Qingqing opened her eyes, looked sideways at Dongfang Bubai, but seemed to be looking at the past time through Dongfang Bubai, "If there is an afterlife, how about we be husband and wife again?"

Dongfang Bubai took the sachet in her hand, "You should rest." After finishing speaking, he didn't even look at Qingqing's face, stood up and said to the maid standing in the room, "Take good care of Madam." After finishing speaking, Then he walked out the door, his knuckles were slightly white with the sachet on.

"Husband..." Mrs. Shi and Mrs. Xue rushed to greet him when they saw him going out, "How is Younger Sister Qing?"

Dongfang Bubai glanced at the two of them, and walked out of the backyard without saying a word.

The fog had slowly dissipated. Dongfang Bubai looked at the sachet in his hand, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth. Seeing that woman was about to die, he felt relieved and happy. It turned out that these women had become Is there an eyesore?

To be husband and wife again in the next life?He and the person he loves may not even exist in this life. Even if there is an afterlife, he will only find that person. Even if he becomes a woman in the next life, he wants that person to be devoted to him and never leave him.