The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

Especially recently, it has started to be soft and hard.

In fact, Chu Long also understood that it was because the operation date was approaching. Although he promised that nothing would happen, but before such an important operation, only she herself could understand the uneasy psychological status quo.

So I thought that if there is an accident, at least don't leave any regrets.

At this time, seeing Jingcheng's silent attitude after hearing the words, Chu Long also continued.

"If Missy finds it inconvenient..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jing Cheng's gesture. Her silence just now was just thinking about other things, so she said it conveniently.

"It's okay, I'll go."

Chu Long breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Miss."

Seeing this, Jingcheng just nodded, and then got out of the car without further words.

She propped up the umbrella and looked at the cemetery in front of her, with white chrysanthemums swaying in her hands.

I came to see you.

194. Shen Tukui

The pattering rain fell from the sky, and the flowing clouds rolled up the green smoke, which inevitably made the cemetery look extraordinarily lonely and made people feel sad.

Jing Cheng was holding an umbrella, the hem of his black windbreaker swayed slightly with the cold wind, and he walked on the road lined with tombstones, and stretched forward without distraction.

This is the cemetery of the Jing family. At first glance, there are countless tombstones. It took hundreds of years of continuous repairs to create the scale in front of us. I don't know how many ancestors are buried.

Although it is called a cemetery, it is actually more appropriate to describe it as a mountain. After walking for a long time, Jingcheng came to the foot of the mountain.

There are no means of transportation such as elevators. Although the Jing family has such capabilities, they have not set them up. Maybe they think that memorial service is something that requires sincerity.

In short, this is why Jingcheng didn't wear high heels today. He wore sneakers under the black windbreaker. His charming slightly curly hair was also loosely tied up. There was no makeup on his face. He was naturally fair and beautiful. foundation.

Compared with the glamorousness of the past, today she is more elegant, like a dark fragrance, and the drooping eyebrows and eyes seem to hide a little melancholy. charm.

Perhaps it was because the last time that all the fixed bonus points were focused on physical fitness, Jingcheng's physical fitness improved in an all-round way, so he didn't feel tired during the process, and didn't stop until he was nearly halfway up the mountain.

She came to see her mother.

After all, she is Jingshen's wife, and she was once the jewel in the palm of Shentu's family, so the tomb naturally has a separate area.

Looking at the towering Diaomen Tower in front of him, just as Jingcheng was about to enter, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, and sorted out the creased clothes and the mud marks on the edges of the shoes due to climbing.

After all, he used to be fussy about these things now, and he couldn't see a little bit of disheveled clothes, especially when he was out of the house, otherwise he would blame and dote on Jingcheng for tidying up his clothes.

After doing all this, Jingcheng walked towards the Diaomen Building, and finally stopped in front of the only tombstone here.

There was also a very fresh bouquet in front of the stele, presumably it was left by Jing An Yao when she came to visit. After all, she asked Jing Cheng after Qing Yun Hui if she wanted to come together, but Jing Cheng was unwilling at that time.

She was holding an umbrella, and the woman in the photo in front of the stele had a beautiful and graceful face, her hair tied around her ears, and her smile was kind.

Just a photo is enough to remind people of her gentle voice in the past.

That is also the kindness that none of the three sisters of the Jing family has inherited.

She is also Jingcheng's mother, Shen Tukui.

It can be said that apart from her appearance, the three sisters of the Jing family don't seem to have inherited any other outstanding advantages from her.

For example, she is notoriously dignified and elegant, even more tender and graceful, and she is the lady from a famous family who attracted the most talents and emotions in that era, but the three babies are wilder than the other, and weirder in character than the other, especially The big baby, Jing Cheng, is simply heartbreaking.

This often made her lament that she didn't teach well, and blamed it on the genes of the Jing family!

Recalling the memories of the past, Jing Cheng looked at the front of the monument with dull eyes, a little unspeakably complicated, and the bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand was slowly swaying with the cold wind.

Although after the memory fusion, she can be said to be a brand new Jingcheng, but the past events are definitely not just images for her, but memories and experiences full of true feelings.

So she who used to be, is also her, and there is no doubt that she cannot be changed.

In the family since she was a child, in fact, she has no special relatives. After all, she is precocious and domineering. She feels that she has no common topics with her two younger sisters, and she has a rebellious mentality towards Jinglongxiang who always teaches her. She is often too busy with work to take care of her. Not to mention Jing Shen at home, as for Jing Chaomu, he is just a good playmate.

Therefore, the mother who is always accommodating and tolerant, even if she blames her, is full of spoiling, is the only person who can make Jingcheng obediently obey her, and is also the closest person.

No matter how lawless he is, he will show a cowardly attitude in front of him after making a mistake.

In a blink of an eye.. has it been 5 years?

Jingcheng sighed somewhat complicatedly, pulled away from the memories, and placed the swaying bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tomb, then his tall body knelt down slowly, and the clothes on his legs were quickly soaked by the rain on the ground.

"I'm here to see you."

"I know you don't like to see me dirty, but I haven't seen you for 5 years, so let me kneel." Jing Cheng said helplessly, as if thinking of Shen Tukui's lecture.

As the words fell, the bouquet that the cold wind had just placed rolled around again, and even a few flowers and leaves fell and hit Jingcheng's face, as if it was some kind of response.

Seeing this, Jingcheng twisted the flowers and leaves off Wuxia's face.

"It seems that you came when you were in a bad mood."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the continuous rain and murmured.

"It's true, after all, you don't like rainy days."

Just like the name, Shentukui likes the sun very much. Unlike most noble ladies from famous families who are used to shade from the sun and are afraid of getting sunburned, she always squints her eyes and enjoys the sunshine brought by the sun in sunny weather. Warm, and wearing white hollow pattern gloves, she will also elegantly hold a cup of afternoon tea, which is very delicate.

She always holds Jingcheng by her side and enjoys it together. Poor Jingcheng doesn't have her bizarre physique that won't get tanned no matter what. Every summer, she will get tanned two or three times.

Jingcheng said again.

"It's not that I don't want to come to see you, it's just that I came here with no face before taking revenge."

"Although you know that you don't want me to take revenge, you also know my character. This is my heart disease after all. If I can't solve it, I will come here without shame."

She said this in a somewhat complicated way, the few strands of hair hanging from her temples were disheveled in the cold wind.

In fact, Shen Tukui's death did not have any dramatic process, nor did it have a huge and extensive cause, it was just due to... Wei Xuan's revenge.

The Tianshi Pavilion where Wei Xuan lives has a very strange rule.

That is, only after completing 3 trials can one be regarded as a master, and thus learn the most profound secret divination technique in the pavilion, which is said to be enough to change one's life.

And going to the imperial capital back then was Wei Xuan's first trial, and the content was to stir up the situation in the imperial capital.

Just when the time comes, a conspiracy against Jingcheng is gradually brewing, and the undercurrent is raging!

Wei Xuan naturally participated, provided a lot of plans, and made indelible contributions to Jingcheng's downfall.

But even if the plan is successful, he is still not satisfied, because the destruction of his family is related to the Jing family, so he wants Jing Cheng to taste this pain.

In the end, he focused on Shentu Kui, who would go to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings every month. He joined forces with the four people from Jinggu to interfere from the inside, and coupled with the "inexhaustible plan", which was actually an unreasonable halo bonus for the protagonist, he finally succeeded in planning Started with "accident."

That's why when he was in Tianhai, Jingcheng didn't care about anything, he could delay everything, and just wanted to return to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Because Wei Xuan was not dead, she really couldn't sleep at night, and the nerves pierced by her fangs were in severe pain.

Kneeling in front of the stele, Jing Cheng's eyes were complicated, and his thoughts went back to the day when Shen Tukui died.

She held herself with bloody hands, the pain and excessive blood loss made her once beautiful face very pale, and said with difficulty.

"Stop fighting for power and profit. I just hope that you will live your life safely and happily. Promise me?"

This also became the last straw that crushed Jingcheng.

Originally, she was not that cowardly, and the first thing she wanted to do when she made a big mistake was to bear it, but the death of her mother really made her unable to bear it, and she just wanted to escape.

That day was also the first time in her life that she shed tears, crying in embarrassment.

Immediately, Jingcheng talked about his experiences over the years, as if he was talking about his family, such as Blind fell in love with a disgusting person, but that person's hand had already been cut off by himself.

Jingcheng seldom talks so much.

And not far behind, Jing Lianyue, who covered her figure with a stone pillar, looked at her.

She was also holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand, looking at the inexplicably sad and desolate back in the rain, her beautiful eyes were full of unspeakable complexity.

Time gradually passed, Jing Cheng told in front of the stele, and Jing Lianyue just watched her from behind the stone pillar.

In the end, it wasn't until more than an hour had passed, after he had finished speaking what he had been holding back for years, that Jing Cheng slowly got up.

Looking at the photo in front of the monument, she said slowly.

"My mother who will come again, I hope that when I come next time, I can also come with the most satisfactory answer."

Even though Wei Xuan, the main envoy, and the four Jinggu members of his gang died, she did not intend to let it go.

She doesn't care about these things, even if Wei Xuan dies, it doesn't mean the end, whether it's an inducement, involvement, or cooperation with him, she won't let go of other people who don't know what Wei Xuan did.

After all, if there was no conspiracy against her back then, it would be impossible for the butterfly effect to cause the mother's death.

So she hasn't killed enough.

Finally, Jing Cheng glanced at the tombstone with deep eyes, and then left.

Seeing this, Jing Lianyue hid behind the stone pillar, and did not reveal her body until she left, looking at her back complicatedly.

195. Wen Xian's Call

The next morning.

Although the rain stopped, the gloomy sky still did not dissipate, as if the next rain might come at any time, which made people feel quite depressing.

In the black car driving on the road, Zhou Tianqian in the driver's seat focused on the road ahead, while Mo Qingzhu in the back seat looked out the window with cold eyes.

Since coming to the imperial capital, the two have rarely seen each other, after all, they both have their own affairs to deal with.

Zhou Tianqian, in particular, was not only busy relocating the center of the industry, but also moving the family members to the imperial capital one after another.

Obviously, he wanted to abandon Tianhai, which made the Zhou family prosperous and took root for an unknown period of time.

It has to be said that Zhou Tianqian is indeed courageous, and dared to join the imperial capital without knowing what the outcome would be based on Jingcheng's words alone.

Whether he is bold or reckless, or betting on dogs, this is his decision. Since he is in Tianhai and has no way to recover, and he will be annexed sooner or later, he would rather fight than be boiled in warm water.

When the vehicle stopped at a red light, Zhou Tianqian looked up at Mo Qingzhu in the rearview mirror and said with a smile.

"Today is really a special day."

Hearing this, Mo Qingzhu shifted his cold gaze to look at him, but didn't say anything, just nodded.

Or in order to break the serious atmosphere, Zhou Tianqian, who has a mature and stable personality, made a rare joke at this time.

"Do you think we will encounter difficulties at the meeting? After all, we are also considered outsiders, and we will encounter obstacles after entering such an interest group."

Mo Qingzhu's expression remained unchanged, she knew exactly what Zhou Tiangan was talking about.

After all, today is also the first meeting after the reorganization of the Jingcheng faction. It is basically the old department of Jingcheng, or the new blood that Qing Yunhui wants to integrate after being convinced by its personality charm. All of them are local people from the imperial capital.

So only Mo Qingzhu and Zhou Tiangan were outsiders who joined this interest group dominated by Jingcheng.

She just said, "Just do your job well."

Seeing this, Zhou Tianqian stopped talking.

Although Mo Qingzhu doesn't care too much about today's performance, after all, she has proved her ability to Jingcheng some time ago, but Zhou Tian can't do it, he has a lot of things to think about.

After all, with the rise of Jingcheng, this also means that his own importance, which is not considered prominent, has dropped sharply again. Simply put, Jingcheng doesn't need him.

And if he is abandoned by Jingcheng, he will be crushed and swallowed by the imperial capital's market in an instant without this ticket.

Although he knew that Jingcheng was not like someone who crossed rivers and demolished bridges, after all, strictly speaking, she didn't need him very much in the past, and just gave him a chance, but this is also the key.

Because the relationship between the two has been that he needs Jingcheng from the beginning, so if the corresponding value cannot be reflected for a long time, it will definitely affect Jingcheng's view of him.Although he might not be kicked off the boat, Zhou Tianqian did not intend to do nothing when he came to the imperial capital.

This also means that he has to work hard and pay more attention to Jing Cheng, so he must be outstanding in his faction.

But thinking about the investigation of the former faction in Jingcheng these days... that is not a comfortable nest.

After all, the leader is Jingcheng, and birds of a feather flock together, which has led to the faction itself being known for its tough style and extreme radicalism. It is called "Red Wing" or "Red Party", so it is absolutely impossible to gain a foothold in it without ability of.

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In the lobby on the first floor of the building, people should come and go like usual at this time, but today it was extremely quiet, with members in charge of security standing everywhere, and there was no tightness of any dead ends.

This is also the place where the "Red Wing" held its first meeting after its reorganization, including people from all walks of life, all of them turned their attention to this place today.

With the sound of crisp high heels, it also broke the silent atmosphere in the hall.

The leader, Jing Cheng, was wearing a red dress and his face with delicate and light make-up looked gorgeous and dull, while a large number of respectful people followed behind him, including of course the arrogant little old man Steward Wang.