Shen Yiren suddenly glared at me and said, "I don't need your diagnosis and treatment. Ming Feizhen, just take care of yourself."
Her response was huge and furious than I could have imagined. It seemed to be my question, and it really touched the part that she didn't want to mention at all, which is why she had such a fierce reaction like seeing an enemy.
"You are a fool, you don't do the right thing, you only know that you neglect your duties. Now you can't even tell which one is more important. I don't need you here anymore, you go back to me and reflect on your own."
I was a little irritated by her. During this period of time, in order to find her, I even turned over the land in Canhu Town. I didn't say a word of hard work. The first thing I did when we met was to beat me up. However, in your heart, I am worth these few words
I sank my face: "You have to act with conscience. In order to find you to save you these days, I have no time to eat and sleep. In your eyes, I am negligent?"
Boss Shen's attitude was as cold as ice, she sneered.
"What happened to Wutong Jin Yuxuan? Jin Yufeiyuan and Huofeng Shitai are your childhood sweethearts, right? You still have a lifelong contract with the head of Yudai, right? When you were looking for me, you met your old lover by the way. How much energy is needed, but it's really hard for you."
"Yu Feiyuan and I are indeed childhood sweethearts, and we entered into a marriage contract because of the misunderstanding of the elders. I have already married her... In short, this is my personal matter, not my work. Have I neglected my duties, don't you know? "
Who knew that Shen Yiren said.
"I thought you just fell in love with your aunt, didn't you expect to have a fiancée? You really deserve to be the future head of Daluoshan, hugging from left to right, you are so lucky."
I couldn't help but startled when I heard that there was a thorn in Mr. Shen's words.
"What do you mean by that? Didn't you say that you don't care about my status?"
Shen Yiren stared at me, his eyes were full of gray, not as angry as his tone, but it was sad to see.
"I don't have to care, but can this change everything? You, as the future head of Daluo Mountain, come to the six gates that have fallen, and come to be a small catcher, I don't know what you plan to do. It's not always for the sake of heaven, to eliminate violence and peace, right
Why don't you tell me with your conscience, why did you join the Six Doors? How many words are true in what you told me? I don't even know who you are! "
My eyes turned white with anger, I stood up, and it took me a long time to slow down and speak.
“… I joined Six Doors with my own selfishness. But I know what I am doing. I also know what path I have chosen. Since I joined Six Doors, I have done things that I’m sorry for you. Did I really neglect my duty?"
Shen Yiren was silent for a while, and spoke with a little difficulty.
"Where is Tangye now?"
I was suddenly speechless.
Tangye's matter can be said to be my negligence. Also a bet of mine.
However, this bet, in the eyes of others, is incomprehensible. I can't tell.
The atmosphere became even colder because of the silence.
Shen Yiren spoke for a long time.
"Instead of caring about my personal affairs, it's better to do your own business well. The future head of Daluo Mountain, although the Six Gates are in decline, please don't treat this place as a place to play."
"you said before… "
My voice was dry: "No matter what identity I am... I am your good subordinate. Do you take this sentence seriously?"
Boss Shen lowered his head and said slowly.
"It's just a scene, who can take it seriously?"
I gritted my teeth, turned around and left Boss Shen's room.
Chapter 38
As soon as Ming Feizhen left, Shen Yiren silently continued to write at his desk.
For a while, the room was filled with faintly shaking candlelight and the sound of brushing writing.
Shen Yiren doesn't seem to feel the passage of time, and doesn't seem to know that people are no longer there. It was as if the fierce quarrel between the two had never happened.
However, Shen Yiren stopped writing abruptly after a while. Instead of remembering the scene just now, I wrote a wrong line.
She picked up the pen and circled it and wrote again, but she became more and more impetuous, and the other words appeared after the pen. In a fit of anger, he broke the pen in his hand.
Shen Yiren watched the broken pen for a long time and threw it to the ground. The fair-skinned weedling no longer had the ferocity of the talent, but caressed her forehead almost weakly, and sighed deeply.
In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Yiren may be a short-tempered person who dares to challenge power, can get angry anytime, anywhere, and is always angry.
Yet she was more calm than many thought.
Being in this position, Shen Yiren could not help spreading his emotions wantonly. Shen Yiren, who entered officialdom at the age of twelve, knows what to do and what not to do. Although she has a straight personality, she is not reckless at all.
But the few words with Mingfei just now were true. She knew that it was just venting that had nothing to do with calculations.
In those short words, she seemed to have used up all her strength.
She knows best about the problems of her body.
There are also many imperial doctors who regularly treat her every year. However, no one could see that she had headaches and insomnia. From this, she can know that Mingfei's medical skills are really superb, and it is not inferior to the beginning of spring.
The source of her inability to sleep has been a long time coming. She has had a hard time falling asleep since she was a teenager. As she got older and the burden on her shoulders became heavier, her sleep time could be said to gradually decrease.
As Ming Feizhen said, since she woke up, she hadn't really fallen asleep for a long time.
She herself knew that the wound on her left hand was not that indifferent to her.
Shen Yiren uses the right hand sword, but the left hand is still crucial to a martial artist's balance. Her swordsmanship is profound and complicated, but she does not follow the dangerous path with the prominent peaks, and cannot use the swordsmanship with the center of gravity to the right. Based on this calculation, the martial arts are at least 30% discounted.
Another point is that no one ignores it.
A normal person who loses a hand, no matter who it is, can't calm down immediately.
But because she was from Shen Yi, but because there was no such opportunity to stop and sigh and regret her severed hand, and because she forced herself to look too similar, no one noticed her unnaturalness.
Burying the pressure in her heart and unable to vent it affected her original sleep problem and turned it into insomnia.
Today, to Ming Feizhen, she lied.
She said that she didn't care about Mingfei's true identity, which was a lie.
In other words, she is not as generous and informal as she imagined.
Ming Fei is really extraordinary, she has long seen that it is not fake. But he never thought that he would be the direct disciple of Daluo Mountain, and also the first disciple.
This generation of descendants of Daluo Mountain is not well-known in the arena. As far as Shen Yiren knew, it was a bipolar reaction. Either unheard of, or even less famous than the local third-rate thugs. Heard it once or twice and ignored it.
Or another kind, when he heard the wind, his expression changed, he kept a secret, he didn't dare to tell the details, but his whole body was trembling with fear.
What can be filtered out from the reactions and intelligence of these people is that if this person is really indifferent to fame and fortune, or the means used are not upright and bright, so they can't be seen.
However, no matter what kind it is, you can know that this person is by no means easy to get along with, otherwise, the second disciple of Daluo Mountain, the first among the seventeen dragons, why bother to be called 'Yinxiong', and has always been subordinate to the first disciple.