"This child is very smart, but has strong self-esteem." An hour later, Zheng Yu rubbed his eyebrows tiredly and smiled at Luo Anna. "Although I don't say it, I know he understands a little. Give him some more time, I can see that he has deep feelings for you and his parents. He can make the right choice."

Luo Anna nodded, her eyes were a little red.

"Don't worry, my uncle's body is indeed not suitable for long-distance labor. I'll take good care of it in Qiqihar. I've arranged it all, so there will be no problem. When you settle down, I will find a way to convince them to come over." Zheng Yu looked at the stubborn girl and felt a little pity. "It's my responsibility to bring you into this matter. I will naturally be responsible for it. On the side of the Emperor, the procedures have been completed, and the scholarship has been applied for for you. I will concentrate on studying in the future."

There was a faint light flash in Luo Anna's eyes, but she still bit her lips stubbornly. Her eyes looked at Zheng Yu were particularly complicated. There was admiration, gratitude, sweetness, and unconcealed love and a hint of resentment, a hint of pain, and a hint of helplessness. She just looked at Zheng Yu quietly, and the fog in her eyes became thicker and thicker.

Zheng Yu looked at this girl who was soft on the outside and hard on the inside. Looking at her complicated gaze and pure smile, feeling the sour and sweet girlish feelings, but only peace in his heart. Although the girl is one year older than him, he has already regarded the other person as his sister. After all, in essence, he is still the twenty-eight-year-old former bank clerk, saddened by the shattered dream of pure love and the orphan who longs for family affection. Although he cannot get rid of a man's bad habit, at least he is not vulgar.

Luo Anna looked at the young man, the elder brother, the benefactor, the man who made her sad and hurt herself and she burst into tears silently, finally showed an extremely clean and clear smile. She stood up, came to Zheng Yu, leaned down, hugged her sincerely, and said softly: "Brother, thank you."

Zheng Yu patted the girl's back with a little embarrassed look, his spirit was slightly dazed, his heart was extremely pure, and he could only be safe and happy.

Luo Anna rubbed her face against Zheng Yu's shoulder like a kitten. She didn't know whether she wanted to wipe away the quietly flowing tears or to be nostalgic for the warmth of the embrace. After a while, she got up, smiled and left.

Zheng Yu looked at her back silently, feeling and experiencing it, and gradually felt a little ashamed of his original thought.

"Let Zhuo Feng tell Sophie, I'm here." After a while, Zheng Yu said to Zhao Ming very seriously, "Notify Yang Changqing and prepare nine hundred and ninety-nine roses for me. In addition, I don't want Sophie to be disturbed by boring people."

Zhao Ming nodded in confusion.

"A good girl is worth cherishing and must be cherished." Zheng Yu murmured, not knowing whether it is for the other party or for himself, "Even if he has noble power and even owns the whole world, he is still his own woman who sleeps with you every night."

Inadvertently, he saw the pale yellow figure at the door of the box and took a deep breath.

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"sorry."

Zheng Yu stared at Mingyuelan's eyes, straightforward and extremely sincere tone.

After a moment of surprise, Mingyuelan's face calmed down and she nipped her lip: "Why?"

"My enemies are terrible, and I don't even know who they are or how many people they are." Zheng Yu said sincerely, "I need to use all means to make them look down on me. In this way, I will have a greater chance of living."

"I mean..." Ming Yuelan looked at Zheng Yu calmly, "Why do you want to say sorry?"

Zheng Yu was once again surprised by her uniqueness, but he still answered sincerely: "Because I disbanded the news without asking for your consent in advance, which affected your reputation."

Zheng Yu's voice lowered: "I'm sorry for you."

"I don't need to be sorry." Mingyuelan's face burst out with a particularly bright smile, and she said to Zheng Yu very seriously, "I said you can trust me, and I trust you too. You told me that you will stick to the justice in your heart to do things, but you will not explain everything to me. I believe in you."

Zheng Yu's heart was also a little warm and ashamed, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Treat Sophie, she's a very good girl."

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Outside the window, the scenery flies like a slide, and it is as unrecoverable as the passing time.

Three months.

What a thrilling and exciting three months.

Zheng Yu indulged his thoughts, remembered the day and night in Stuttgart, recalled the lingering and secret battles in Poland, experienced the conspiracy and love in St. Petersburg, silently recited the lingering and lingering of Moscow, lamented the night and lonely wolf in Siberia, remembered the blood-colored petals blooming on the white chrysanthemums, and finally saw the open and secret arrows of Heilongjiang, the sword light and shadows, the red wine and blood that night, the broken wine bottle and the cold and hard fists.

He suddenly burst into laughter with joy. His smile was so comfortable and heroic that the hands on his head stopped and he was a little at a loss.

In the past and present lives, where can I wake up from drinking tonight? Zheng Yu's life in his two lives has never been as refreshing and happy as it is today. He came, saw, became the prince, had a beautiful woman, and gradually consolidated his reserve position. When the problem of survival and status is finally solved, he still needs to realize his long-cherished wish, rejuvenate this civilization, rise of this nation, and let hundreds of millions of living Chinese people get happiness and peace.

Life is like this, what else can I ask for?

Zheng Yu used his hands to shoot, his voice was heroic and cheerful, penetrating the barriers of the car and even faintly covering the roar of the train.

“The sky is about to be morning,

The thunder rolled in shock the loyal soul.

Shock the Loyal Soul:

Sprinkle blood,

Benefit the people.”

Geng Xuan's eyes were bright, as if he could see the prince singing and roaring through the intervals of the carriage. Qiu Haiyang stared at the young man in a flash, looking at his brother who had been through life and death with him several times, and his face showed fascination and admiration. Jiyasai's face was unconcealed excitement. Ming Yuelan gently held Zheng Yu's shoulder, and his eyes gradually became a little confused.

"The bear's liver and tiger's gall is still here,

Good news spreads.

Chuanjiaxun:

Today's boy,

A great man of the Ming Dynasty.”

Zheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief and looked gloomy. He gently patted the jade hand on the shoulder, stood up, turned his face, and looked at Mingyuelan with bright eyes.

Mingyuelan asked softly: "What is the name of this word?"

"Remember Qin'e and the boy."

Volume 1, "The Eagle Spreads its Wings", ending.
Chapter completed!