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¡°If a person has doubts about another person, everything she says and does seems to be untrustworthy.
After Gu Ming woke up, she felt the warmth around her. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around the waist of the person next to her, rubbing her body against him, as obedient and cute as a kitten.
Feng Qu was holding a newly translated book on military theory in his hand. He actually didn¡¯t read a word of it. He leaned against the bed with his head in a daze. He felt her movement and asked softly: "Are you awake?"
"Yes." Gu Ming opened his eyes: "Young Marshal, are you not asleep?"
Feng Qu pinched her straight nose and teased: "If I could sleep like you, I wouldn't know if someone carried me away, how could I still fight?"
She had just woken up, and her eyes were still a little misty. She looked up at him with pure and trusting eyes, much like all the little girls at this age who admired him without thinking.
But she is not.
Feng Qu had never felt as clear as a mirror at this moment. When he looked back and thought about every detail of the two of them being together, he didn't know which of her words were true and which of them were false.
He held her in his arms and said with a smile: "Since you followed me, you haven't gone out to play properly. I have some time in the past few days, why don't I go to Shanghai with you?"
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"Really?" Gu Ming got up excitedly: "Young Marshal didn't lie to me?"
She secretly thought that the previous questioning must have had an effect. Comparing Yin Zhenzhu with her made Feng Qu feel guilty, and then he wanted to take her out to play as compensation.
Sure enough, it is better to deal with men, and it is better to use Rou with steel.
Feng Qu looked at her with an intriguing look: "When have I lied to you? If you want to lie, maybe you will lie to me!"
Gu Ming swore and swore: "How could I lie to the young marshal! If I lie to the young marshal, just let mejust let me" His mouth was blocked by warm lips, and the rest of the words were swallowed into his stomach.
Feng Qu felt her sweetness and thought: Little liar! I can always catch your fox by the tail!
After a long time, he let her go and gently warned: "Don't make random vows. What if it comes true?"
Gu Ming never believed in these things, but she acted sincerely: "I didn't swear randomly, I told the truth!"
The corners of Feng Qu¡¯s mouth turned up: ¡°Are you serious?!¡±
I don¡¯t know if he believed it or not.
Gu Ming couldn't care about that much anymore. She got up and opened the closet to pack things. Feng Qu looked at her slender and white fingers and turned around the gorgeous cheongsam he ordered to make without hesitation. All he picked up were the ones he wore on daily basis. Qipao, thinking mockingly to herself: How neglectful is he to her on weekdays?
He has been very busy. As the successor of Marshal Feng, he not only has to be familiar with the military and political affairs of Rongcheng, but also the movements of the governors in various parts of China. He cannot even let go of news from abroad. The only energy he has is given to Yin Zhenzhu, and he His concubine has always behaved very well-behaved and docile, and there is nothing worth worrying about.
By the time they realized something was wrong, the two of them had been getting along for a long time.
¡°If it were in the past, he would probably send the person away directly, and it would be over.
But today in the study room, once the thought of sending her away came to his mind, he felt extremely uncomfortable, to the point where he couldn't ignore it.
He later returned to the bedroom, saw her carefree sleeping face, and thought to himself: I can even handle the strength of two divisions and the old oil man in the officialdom, how can I be afraid of a little girl who talks lies? ?
After all, she is already his woman, and she is indeed a lovely little girl. Even if she has some minor problems, she can be tolerated. Just keep her by your side for the time being, right?
When he thought like this, he seemed to have found a reason to convince himself, and his heart relaxed for no reason. When he realized it, he had already lifted the quilt and got on the bed, leaning next to her.
In her sleep, she seemed to feel someone approaching, so she rolled over habitually, and happened to roll into his arms, and found a comfortable seat to continue sleeping.
Feng Qu stared at her face for a long time, feeling at a loss.
"I don't want to send her away, but I feel aggrieved by staying with her. If I really want to be interrogated like those prisoners in the military government prison, how can her small body survive a beating?"
She slept soundly, unaware of his thoughts. Later, she turned over when she was warm, rolled to one side and continued to sleep. Half of her face was buried in the soft and fluffy pillow, and her loose hair covered the other half of her face. Revealing a beautifully shaped eye that was closed safely, the thick and long eyelashes lightly covered it, covering the eye that looked forward to the flight of the gods.My son, he is so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.
¡ª¡ªHow great it would be if it were true, Feng Qu thought.
Since he agreed to take her out to play, it took him half an hour to pack his luggage and drag her into a car to the train station.
Gu Ming was still looking around: "Where is Adjutant Tang?"
Since Wu Song died in the battle, Tang Ping has almost become Feng Qu¡¯s shadow. The two have been inseparable. Gu Ming is still a little uncomfortable with him suddenly bringing two other lieutenants out.
"He has some things to deal with when he stays. Why do I see you being more interested in Tang Ping than me?"
Feng Qu's joke frightened Gu Ming so much that he sat up straight and did not dare to look out the window any longer: "What did the young marshal say? I just feel that I am familiar with Adjutant Tang. After all, I don't know these two people." This time he accompanied him out. The two adjutants were strangers, which made her feel a little uneasy.
Tang Ping naturally has a mission when he stays.
After the young marshal left the mansion with his concubine, he led two personal guards into the bedroom upstairs and ordered: "Search carefully and don't let go of any trace!"
The two guards were still a little restrained: "Adjutant Tang, this is my concubine's bedroom." How could there be any reason to search one's own family?
Tang Ping slapped both of them on the head: "What are you thinking? Do I dare to touch my concubine's things without the Young Marshal's order? Search quickly! Don't let go of even an inch!"
The two guards first searched everything on the surface, on the dressing table, under the pillow, under the bed, and under the carpet, but found nothing.
Mother Lin heard the commotion upstairs and was almost furious when she came up and said, "Tang Ping, do you want to rebel? Do you dare to touch my concubine's things?"
Tang Pingzheng opened the drawer and opened the jewelry box. He saw several pieces of jewelry inside, picked them up one by one and inspected them, and turned a deaf ear to Lin Ma's accusations.
Mother Lin was anxious and stopped her when she came in: "Why don't you put it down quickly? Let's see if the young marshal doesn't smash your head when he comes back!"
Tang Ping was sure that there was nothing wrong with the contents of the jewelry box, so he put it back carefully, closed the lid, and then explained: "Mama Lin, without the Young Marshal's order, would I dare to search my aunt's bedroom? The Young Marshal lost something. Order me to wait at home and conduct a thorough investigation!"
Mother Lin panicked: "What did you throw away?"
"It's better for Mother Lin to know less. Knowing too much will do you no good! Why don't you just go downstairs and take a rest, pretending you don't know what's going on upstairs."
Mother Lin muttered: "wait for the young marshal to come back and see what I tell him! What tricks does the brat get up to!"
She didn¡¯t think that Feng Qu would order his men to search her bedroom. Besides himself, did he still doubt Aunt Gu?
Lin's mother hesitated as she went downstairs. She turned around and glanced at the open door upstairs. She always felt something bad. Unfortunately, the concubine followed the young marshal to Shanghai for fun, and even no one who knew about it could see her. No.
Tang Ping upstairs continued to order people to search. The clothes in the closet were taken out one by one and piled on the bed, and everything at the bottom was searched out.
"Adjutant Tang, here is a set of rolled-up clothes and a hat." They were placed too deliberately. They were neither hung up nor folded. They were just bunched up and stuffed at the bottom of the wardrobe. It was hard not to think too much.
Tang Ping was looking through his aunt's books and notes: "Put all the things that you think are suspicious on the table." He flipped through the books, and two pieces of paper fell out from a notebook, which were densely written with words. fell to the ground.
He knelt down to pick it up and caught a glimpse of the scrawled beginning: Today¡¯s Woman¡¯s Awakening. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com