When the boss wears the best [Quick Transmigration]

The intertwined breath and the pain on the lips and petals set off a shocking wave in Qiu Yun's heart, his reason was like a broken string, and with his swaying hand, a "pop" sounded throughout the room.

"Bastard!"

This slap made Ding Yuan tinnitus and dizzy.

He tilted his head and fell down on the bed. He smiled lowly: "It's just a kiss, why bother to be so angry?"

Qiu Yun, who was kneeling on the bed, heard the words, and cast cold eyes on the person lying beside him. Seeing that he didn't repent, he narrowed his eyes: "When did you have such dirty thoughts?"

"Dirty?"

Ding Yuan repeated a sentence in a low voice, feeling bitter in his heart, but the corners of his lips curled up forcefully: "Let me think about it... It seems that King Yun sent me a singer and wanted me to have sex." After the words fell, The candle that had burned to the end exploded with a little spark, and went out by itself.

The room was pitch black, and the tears he had suppressed for a long time slipped silently from the corners of his eyes in the darkness, and were instantly absorbed by the bedding, and the palms pressed against his side suddenly clenched into fists, and the neatly manicured nails almost sank into the palms , but the voice was very calm: "Do you know how I was recognized by King Yun?"

No one responded.

He didn't care, but asked himself and answered: "King Yun is also a broken sleeve, and I am like Wei Heng. I said Wei Heng, you may not know, but I said the former regent, the emperor who usurped the throne a few years ago, you should Know."

"You're answering the wrong question."

The cold voice reached Ding Yuan's ears.

A chill ran down the spine straight to Tianling Gai, making his body shiver involuntarily.

He closed his eyes and said softly: "Yes, I offended you. In order not to be kicked out by you, why don't I talk about some tragic pasts to pave the way, and then arouse your sympathy?"

Qiu Yun didn't answer, his eyes full of frost stared at the tearful person in the dark, his heart was not moved at all.

"When I first arrived in Yunzhou, the plague caused by the flood that broke out in mid-August in Yunzhou had just been brought under control, but the king of Yun lost many soldiers because of the plague and was recruiting soldiers. Good luck to both of us."

Seeing that he didn't make a sound, Ding Yuan continued: "The recruiter is a military staff officer and a close friend of King Yun. As soon as that man saw me, he arranged me in the kitchen. I want to be a leader of the army. How can you be willing to be a gang leader after making great achievements? But even if you are unwilling, there is nothing you can do about it.”

"Until a month later, the staff officer found me and asked me to cook a meal. After eating, he said that I was good at cooking and asked me if I would like to serve King Yun. At that time, I thought that 'serving' was for Yun Wang was cooking, thinking that if he fell into the eyes of King Yun, he might be able to be a soldier on the battlefield, but how did I know that the military staff officer asked me to be a favor for King Yun!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yun probably understood something.

Knowing that it was Ding Yuan who sold him miserably in order to calm him down, but facing the person who had been his true son, the anger in his heart still dissipated.

But one size counts, he only regards Ding Yuan as a junior, and has never had other thoughts.

"Go back to the barracks, and don't come to me in the future."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Yun got up, got out of bed, and was about to throw away her sleeves when her waist tightened——

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged his waist tightly, with a trembling voice with a bit of forced calm.

"Are you leaving before I finish?"

Qiu Yun opened his fingers little by little, walked to the door, paused, and said softly: "I only 'love' my wife in this life, Ding Yuan, you can take care of yourself in the future."

The slight sound of closing the door cut off all Ding Yuan's thoughts.

He fell on his back on the bed, raised his hands to cover his eyes, hot tears overflowed from between his fingers, he couldn't tell whether he regretted the impulsiveness that led to the current situation, or whether he should be thankful that A-Xian only slapped him and didn't directly slap him. He throws it out.

But thinking about it carefully, he still has no regrets.

In the past few days with A-Xian, he cut off the relationship between the righteous father and son, repaired the relationship between the two, and shared the bed intimately, making A-Xian realize that he has grown up, but he still can't get out of the framework of the younger generation.

He had limited time, and he couldn't use Xiaoyu's silent method to attack A'Xian's heart little by little, so he added troops on the spur of the moment and made dangerous moves, breaking through the window paper.

Pity!

The sky is dimly bright, the rooster crows, and every household rises in response to the rooster crowing.

Sheng Pingan yawned and got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the stool, and dressed them skillfully.

Someone knocked on the door of the room, and he called out to come in, and seeing Ah Da bringing water for washing, he said in surprise: "Uncle Ah, why didn't you go to the mountain with my father to collect morning dew today?"

Ah Da pursed his lips: "Master asked me to send you to the private school."

Sheng Ping'an finished rinsing his mouth, twisted the veil to clean his face, and asked, "Did something happen to Uncle Chen?"

"No."

"Oh, it's fine."

In the past, when he went to private schools, Uncle Chen would send him there. His father and Uncle A wanted to collect morning dew, and it was rare for Uncle A to send him there. He thought about his father agreeing to practice martial arts last night, so he went to the front hall while talking with Uncle A. Use it early.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the threshold, he saw Brother Yuan sitting at the dining table. He frowned and walked over quickly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw that Brother Yuan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. Especially on the right cheek, four finger prints were clearly visible .

He widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Brother Yuan, what happened to your face?"

Ding Yuan glanced at Ah Da who followed in, and then looked behind him. He didn't see the person he wanted to see, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "I fell when I went back to the room last night. By the way, I'll wait for you later." I'm leaving, I'll drop by with you, just in time to send you to the private school."

Sheng Ping'an didn't believe that the wound on his face was a lie from a fall.

But his father taught him to save face properly. Brother Yuan's face looks like he was beaten. forget."

"No." Ding Yuan rubbed his head: "When I finish carving, I will send someone to bring it to you."

The three of them used it early, and Chen Zhongliang rushed to the carriage.

It was just dawn, and the whole village was still shrouded in mist.

Ah Da helped Sheng Ping'an get into the carriage, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Ding Yuan pulling a handful of grass, and then walked over and got into the carriage.

"Just ask Ah Da to give me a ride. My horse was abandoned by me in a mountain depression two miles away."

Ah Da didn't speak, got into the carriage and pulled the reins, gave a 'drive' sound, and drove the carriage forward slowly.

As the wheels rolled, Ding Yuan, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't resist raising the curtain, and searched around. He wanted to see the person but still didn't show up. No.

"Brother Yuan, what are you looking at?"

"I'm leaving, I'm a bit reluctant." Ding Yuan looked at the gate of Sheng's house eagerly. He didn't put down the curtain until the house was shrouded in mist, cheered himself up, raised the grass in his hand, and hugged Sheng Ping'an in his arms: "Come on." , I will teach you how to weave a rabbit."

Shengjia Village is surrounded by mountains, except for the dense forest, there is only one narrow mountain road to pass through.

The carriage traveled through the mist and arrived at Hongye Ridge. Ah Da's voice came from outside the carriage, and the rabbit in his hand was just finished.

Ding Yuan lifted the curtain of the car, and before jumping off the carriage, he turned his head to the little boy playing with the rabbit inside and said, "Ping An, you will call me uncle from now on, you know?" After a whistle, there was a horse bleating immediately.

"why?"

Sheng Pingan raised the curtain and saw a maroon horse galloping through the mist.

Ding Yuan stepped forward to hold the horse's rein, stroked the horse's head, and the horse snorted in response.

He smiled slightly, got on his horse, caught up with the carriage in front, and said to Sheng Ping'an who was amazed: "I am not much different from Ah Da, but you call him Uncle Ah, isn't that making me inferior to him for nothing?"

"But you also call me Uncle Daddy, if I call you Uncle, wouldn't it be a mess of my seniority?"

"You call yours, I call mine, don't delay each other." The young boy's desire for horses was ready to come out, he slowly and kindly said: "If you call me uncle, I will take you to ride a horse."

"Ding Yuan!" Ah Da yelled, stopped the carriage, and looked at the man with a malicious face in warning: "You should stop!"

"Look at what you said, I'm just taking Ping An to ride a horse." After finishing speaking, he sighed: "Forget it, Ping An, I'll take a step first, and I won't send you to the private school."

Sheng Ping'an was a little disappointed, but still said obediently: "Brother Yuan, I will miss you."

"I'll miss you too." Ding Yuan waved his hands without looking back, since Ah Da took over the carriage at the door of Sheng's house, he guessed that it was Ah Xian's arrangement.

Really guard against him tightly!

He clamped the horse's belly sourly, tightened the reins, gave a 'drive' sound, and the horse neighed and rushed forward.

August has come to an end, and there is a heavy chill in the morning.

The whistling wind passed by his ears, and also blew away the hot tears that filled his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and since he couldn't be soft, let's be firm.

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In the midsummer of another year, King Yun's army finally arrived in the capital.

The army encamped ten miles away. Ding Yuan, who was wearing silver armor and a silver half-mask, walked out of the general's tent. Jiang Lin chased after him and whispered, "Are you really going to fight?"

"You think I can't do it?"

"That's not true." Jiang Lin laughed and looked around: "Come with me."

The two entered the camp not far away, Jiang Lin ordered the guards to retreat first, and immediately poured two cups of tea: "Wei Heng has no way out, only this capital city, with our troops, horses and food, there is no need to call for battle, just Surrounding him for ten and a half months will definitely make Wei Hang surrender without a fight, so why do you need to do anything extra to make the lord angry?"

Ding Yuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Lin didn't know why he did this, but King Yun wouldn't.

At the beginning, the staff officer gave him to be King Yun's male favourite, in order to curry favor with King Yun, but he was self-defeating and made him recognize his relatives, and thus he knew about the shitty thing between King Yun and Wei Heng.

When he was young, Chang Lin was high-spirited, with fresh clothes and angry horses, while Wei Hang at that time was just a prince who was not favored in the cold palace and was bullied by eunuchs and maids.

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