Chapter One Hundred and Who Fights with (1)

  [Zhou State] Border Guard City [Jicheng] Marshal's Mansion

A group of soldiers had just evacuated from a certain room. Their faces were serious and whispering. It can be seen that they had just finished discussing a major event. In the room, sitting on a table with a large map shelving, Shan Zhen leaned back on the back of his chair. With a tired look, closing his eyes tightly, he raised his hand to pinch the astringent corners of his eyes with his thumb and index finger, and his brows were tightly locked.

   Suddenly, the light of the candlestick flickered slightly, Shan Zhen as if nothing had happened, his mouth closed, and he faintly spit out a few words: "If there is a door, don't always walk through the window."

   "I don't want to disturb you."

Feng Jingyi’s playful voice sounded, and she brought a bowl of steaming something to Shan Zhen’s side. Shan Zhen remained motionless and remained silent; she placed the bowl in front of Shan Zhen, and then Shan Zhen's exhaustion is in his eyes, Feng Jingyi has unspeakable distress...

   "It's late, don't you go to rest?"

  This will unfold her eyes, realign her body, put her hands on the messy papers in front of the table, and say: "There are still things to deal with. If you are tired, go to rest first."

During this period of time, Shan Zhen’s hard work and exhaustion are all in my eyes. In fact, since the day I met Shan Zhen, Shan Zhen has not worked hard, nor has it been persuaded, but it is completely useless. It is because she is still an outsider to Shan Zhen, and the second is that Shan Zhen will not listen to persuasion; every time she sees Shan Zhen exhausted, apart from distressed or distressed, distressed but still helpless; no matter what Feng Jingyi says at any time, Shan Zhen ignored it. On the contrary, Feng Jingyi couldn’t say anything. After all, Shan Zhen was thankful for allowing her to stay; every time she thought of this, Feng Jingyi was full of bitterness, the indifference in her eyes, A man who always rejects people thousands of miles away, except for rejection and compliance, no longer has any other feelings. No, it should be very little or very few. Except for that person, this man is almost like a cold and no emotion. People!

Before she knew it, Feng Jingyi endured the bitterness in her heart. She didn't even know the pain in the flesh when her fingers were tightly clenched, and Shan Zhen didn't even look at it before, looking down at the document in her hand. Very concentrated; finally, Feng Jingyi gradually suppressed the excitement in her heart, changed her hands and slackened, and barely twitched the curvature of her lips, revealing a beautiful, irresistible smile: "Then eat something, like this You have energy, don’t you?"

Feng Jingyi smiled and moved the soup bowl to Shan Zhen’s hand. Shan Zhen didn’t look at or pay attention to it. She still looked at the file in her hand with a focused expression. Feng Jingyi didn’t speak, because she was used to it, so she only She can endure it; it’s not once in her heart that she asks herself why she has to endure the ignorance, indifference and everything of the man in front of her. She doesn’t know the answer. When she reacts, she is used to it. It’s terrible !

After a while, after processing a document in his hand and preparing to put it aside, when he raised his hand, he bumped into the soup bowl beside him, Shan Zhen seemed to come back to his senses, and then avoided the soup bowl and put the processed documents on the side. Aside, pick up the cold soup bowl...

   "Wait a minute."

When    was preparing to eat, Feng Jingyi blocked Shan Zhen, and Shan Zhen slightly turned his face and raised his eyelids, looking at Feng Jingyi with some curiosity.

   "My general, it's already cold, wait for me to change the heat."

"No need to."

Feng Jingyi wanted to take away the cold soup from Shan Zhen. However, Shan Zhen didn't let go. After refusing, she drank the soup without saying a word. The cold soup is not very easy to take, but Shan Zhenlian Without frowning, he drank it in one breath without incident.

   "Thank you, go and rest."

  After drinking the soup, put the soup bowl aside, thank you, and then continue to focus on government affairs.

Although Shan Zhen’s attitude and Feng Jingyi have long been accustomed to, she still can't help but feel heartache every time, because every time he has to face Shan Zhen’s indifference, he also has to face his emotionlessness and distance from others. In comparison, Feng Jingyi would rather Shan Zhen stay silent than Shan Zhen’s attitude of repelling others thousands of miles away; she silently picked up the empty bowl and stood aside watching Shan Zhen, clearly should leave. , But every time I am greedy, I can’t move away...

As time passed by, Shan Zhen, who was sitting at the table, was still dealing with government affairs meticulously. The workload in extraordinary times was much heavier than usual. Although he was responsible for several times more government affairs than others, Shan Zhen also He has never complained, let alone claiming credit for it. On the contrary, all this is taken for granted to him; he is always reticent, loyal to his duties, and quietly doing his own work. He is neither greedy nor greedy. In the eyes of his subordinates, he is a serious, fair and honest boss; he is also a clean, self-loving and taciturn general in officialdom.

The night lights outline Shan Zhen’s vicissitudes of life. He has neither Zhou Cheng’s beauty, Zhou Yan’s coldness, nor Zhao Ziheng’s bravery. What Shan Zhen has is reason, and years have added a maturity to him; No one knows what kind of heart is hidden under Shan's mature, calm and indifferent appearance. His heart does not seem to be understood by anyone, nor is it open to anyone, but there are still so few special people who only exist. Can vaguely use speculation to figure out his heart.