end of days

"Old Zhuo, you wait here, I'll report to Miss." Zhuo Ran stood at the door, a little embarrassed, his head was still covered with white powder, but no matter what, he still wanted to come.

"Go in, Miss is calling you." The servant girl who notified her had disgust written on her face, a dirty, old and poor low class person, even their servants looked down on her.

"Understood, thank you girl for passing on." Even if you are disgusted, you still have to have the proper etiquette, even if you don't appreciate it at all.

"Sit down." Han Ziyan is a strong woman, she is already an old girl, but because of her fame, there are quite a few people who propose marriage to her, but she seems to be obsessed with this feeling of working hard like a man in the mall , so, she doesn't need a family.

Zhuo Ran is not used to this woman's dominance. Such a kind of pressure makes him nervous, but there is no doubt that he still admires this woman. After all, to be able to sit on the seat of the big shopkeeper of Cheng's Mixing, her ability must be It can be recognized by the Cheng family.

"Is there anything you want from me?" Han Ziyan's tone was very kind, and she didn't know why.Although the big boss told her to be polite, she knew very well that even if the big boss didn't speak, she could only be gentle with such a man.Perhaps it is due to Zhuo Ran's personality, he is such a loving person, even though he hides his looks under his ordinary appearance every day.

"I'm here to repay the money from last time..." I don't know why Han Ziyan offered to lend money to him last time, but he is very grateful for Han Ziyan's generosity, and thanks to her support, he has There is room for maneuver.

"What's the matter, I told you not to worry." Even though she had learned from the big boss that Zhuo Ran had enough money, Han Ziyan couldn't help but want to tease this thin-skinned man.Unexpectedly, he saw a touch of red behind Zhuo Ran's ears.

"Because... I'm still relatively rich, so no matter what... I'll pay it back here first." Tongue is a little knotted. It is undeniable that Han Ziyan's smile is beautiful, like flying catkins in March, and men, for beautiful The woman who has never been able to resist, "I... bid farewell..." Zhuo Ran fled naturally.

Han Ziyan couldn't help but smile even more happily.

"Miss seems very happy?" the voice hidden behind the tent teased.

"Yeah, Zijin, I haven't seen such a cute person for a long time, and I can't help but start to doubt the big boss' intentions."

"You...forget it...get on with things, the big boss won't relax his requirements on annual interest just because you help Zhuoran," the voice became colder and colder, "There seems to be something wrong with this account, come and have a look."

"Well, thanks to you for helping me for so many years, Zijin, I am really grateful to you. Without you, a genius calculator, I wouldn't be able to get to where I am today."

"You talk too much..." Wu Zijin is the most famous fortune teller in the imperial capital, and also Han Ziyan's number one military adviser. Wu Zijin's face is covered with iron all the year round. After a long time, he can say anything, but it is always disfigured What, everyone is curious about what kind of face is hidden under the iron mask.

Wu Zijin wears men's cyan robes every day, so no one knows that there is a woman hidden under the reputation of a genius calculator.

Smartness is the most important thing in shopping malls. Wu Zijin is naturally the target of many people vying to poach corners. However, no matter how much others offer, she always refuses with a cold face. For this reason, there are always people who suspect that there is a special relationship between Han Ziyan and Wu Zijin. .

But Han Ziyan knew that Wu Zijin was hiding something, and her place was undoubtedly a very safe place.

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After a day's work, Zhuo Ran clearly felt tired. He was really old, but he was only in his thirties.

Rubbing his extremely sore shoulder, he couldn't help but think of Yu Mo's words before.

——"Your body has been hollowed out due to years of hard work, and your lungs are also a little short of breath due to inhaling too much dust. Now you have obvious symptoms of shortness of breath, and your left leg It's an old problem that has been going on for many years, and I said that you are not Qing, so you can't take a good rest for a while?"

rest?I don't know why, I seem to be a stubborn and self-abuse person, I always put myself in a hard life, as if I want to escape something, but I don't know.

——"You, you, why can't you accept my kindness with peace of mind, aren't we friends?"

I am even more unclear about this question, I just instinctively avoid anyone's kindness, perhaps, this is my last pride?

Feeling more and more bored inside, Zhuo Ran pushed open the window, the night air was slightly cool, but it could make him wake up a little bit.

There was a knock on the door, "Brother Zhuo, are you asleep?" It was Miss Liu.

For Liu Di, Zhuo Ran felt guilty. He knew what Liu Di was thinking, but he had no feelings for her, and he was unwilling to deceive this kind woman. She deserved a better home. Liu Siming never gave up on pursuing this beautiful and strong woman. Even if she once had a husband-in-law, even if she is no longer young.

"Not yet, come in." Zhuo Ran had a headache, he didn't want to hurt this kind woman, but sometimes, his inadvertent tenderness became the reason for her unwillingness to give up.

"Brother Zhuo, your medicinal soup." Putting down the tray in his hand, Liu Di looked at Zhuo Ran, with something vaguely revealed in his eyes. At the end, he let out a long sigh, as if he had made a decision.

"Miss Liu is troublesome. If Zhuo Ran leaves your care, I don't know what will happen." Today's Liu Di is a little different from the past, but Zhuo Ran can't tell what has changed.

"Brother Zhuo, you are always so polite. We are all a family, so there is no need to worry about it. But you seem to be looking a little bit worse recently, but what problems have you encountered?"

"Maybe I'm too tired." Maybe it's because Jinghua heroes will wear out too much, Zhuo Ran feels more and more tired recently.

"Brother Zhuo, there is something. I'm thinking about it. I'd better tell you..." Liu Di squeezed the handkerchief in his hand, and said, "Today, Siming officially asked someone to propose marriage to me. My disciple, I thought about it for a day, and decided to agree to him." Zhuo Ran was stunned, Liu Di's marriage was so sudden that he couldn't react for a while.

"Why did you decide in such a hurry?"

"You also know that Siming has been pestering me for some years, and she mentioned it to me before. Unfortunately, at that time, I had already settled down with my husband's family, and his wife has also gone recently. Widowers and widows are also suitable." Liu Di slightly Smiling, with helplessness and bitterness, "Brother Zhuo, you should understand, the person I like is not him..."

"You—" I was surprised that she expressed her emotions at this time, Zhuo Ran was not good at words, let alone know what to say now.

"I didn't finally make up my mind to leave until just now," Liu Di's eyes were plainly filled with sadness, "Oh—forget it, how many decades can a person have in his life?" Liu Di did her life The most daring thing, leaning forward, her lips lightly touched Zhuo Ran's cheek, Zhuo Ran stared at Liu Di blankly with widened eyes.

"It's farewell." Liu Di smiled lightly, turned around and wanted to go out.

Everything that happened recently was too sudden, the reunion with Yu Mo, and Liu Di's marriage, all of these seemed to imply something, the wheel of fate that had been static for many years began to turn slowly.

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Inner hall of Cheng's mansion

Cheng Yumo seemed to be sipping the tea in his hands leisurely, but Ling Luo who was sitting beside him was struggling with a smile. This Yumo, who was obviously worried about Zhuo Ran, was still pretending to be calm here.

Looking at Cheng Yumo's babbling, Ling Luo somewhat understood. He didn't understand Zhuoran's virtue and ability to make the master of Cheng's family treat each other so wholeheartedly, but seeing each other again took him by surprise.

I still remember that day, when Zhuo Ran just woke up from his lethargy, Cheng Yumo hurriedly went to the house to check his pulse. The man who was as warm as water just leaned quietly on the bedside, his jet-black eyes were as deep as the sea, as if seeing After a long time, you will be sucked in by such a pair of eyes.

Such a wonderful person, Ling Luo sighed, it seems that Zhuo Ran is not simple, such eyes are not something a simple warrior can have.

When I asked about it later, Zhuo Ran had already left Cheng's mansion, leaving behind Cheng Yumo who was out of his mind, what an idiot!

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But in this room, De Yu started to get dizzy again. He thought that Zhuo Ran would be able to catch him when he left Cheng's house, but he didn't expect that after so many days, he didn't even catch a single hair. He was very clear about his master's patience. I'm afraid that I've reached the limit of my patience, and I can't help but secretly lament that I was born at an untimely time.

In the past few days, all the hidden guards sent by Suzaku have returned without exception, Zhuo Ran, Zhuo Ran, how much ability do you have, medicine is useless, force is useless, even pupil art is useless.

Deyu's doubts are getting heavier and heavier. What is the identity of this person? He can't handle it with force or drugs. He can also be said to be experienced in the world, but the pupil technique—— De Yu touched Guangguang's chin, pupil technique is The Xiangxi puppet sect secret transmission is used to confuse people's minds. Unless one knows a specific mental method, there is no possibility of being spared. I also learned it by accident, and then taught it to the dark guard. Could it be...

Deyu's doubts gradually deepened. This Zhuoran must not be simple. If his master locked such a person by his side, is it a disaster or a blessing?

"Xuanwu." Xiao Dezi seemed to have made up his mind.

"Subordinates are here."

"Go to Fengling to find a ghost doctor, and seek to disperse the soul and condense the soul at all costs."

"Yes." The person kneeling in front of De Yu disappeared in a flash, and the room was as silent as ever, as if De Yu was the only one there.