The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

The time is exhausted, and the manpower is available.

Even her father, who is known as the all-powerful and arrogant father, is not the same. He failed to fulfill the grand long-cherished wish he pursued, and finally fell under the destiny with unwillingness and regret?

Gently stroking the scar that was already faint but still existing, the woman bit her red lips slightly, and she involuntarily reached out to caress herself in the bronze mirror.

The woman in the mirror had some sparkle in her eyes, and she was holding her fingers tightly, showing a helpless expression.

Even because of too much force, a few blotches of blood loss paleness appeared between her fingers holding the mirror.

Many times, in the dead of night, she felt a little hesitant and helpless, and she had looked forward to it countless times.

What if, all of this...if all of this is just a nightmare, a nightmare that will disappear in smoke as long as you wake up from the dream.

Then, how good would it be?

She was held in the palm of the hand by the elders in the family, but she experienced the pain herself, and the feeling of watching relatives die one after another was hopeless and heartbreaking!

It is obviously the same age as the blooming season, with the same delicate face as the flowers, but there is also sadness and misery that should not be attributed to this age.

But she had to choose to accept it.

Because these hatreds are what she must accept, and what comes with them is the same, the heavy responsibility and responsibility that must be accepted by her.

Perhaps because of the thought of the pain, a fierce look flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she gritted her teeth and murmured, "Father, second uncle, third uncle... I swear, I will let the entire Han Dynasty be buried with you, To comfort your spirits in heaven!"

270 The old eunuch who pays homage to seven

After going through a lot of ups and downs, the slender fingers suddenly lifted up, along the palm of the hand, stroked along the way, and finally stopped at the joint of the index finger.

Slowly rubbing the inside of the sleeve robe, the index finger began to faintly float, and soon, a strange, uneven dark gold ring appeared on the joint of the index finger.

It was a dark golden-yellow statue in the shape of a humanoid demon god with three heads and six arms.

The slender white and tender fingers, against the background of pink and tender nails, linger and rub against the carved statue, seeming to reminisce, seem to be emotional, and seem to be forcing themselves to deepen, reminiscing about a certain memory.

The woman opened her red lips for the first time, breathed out a mouthful of fragrance, and remained silent for a while, on that delicate face full of tears, a bright smile suddenly appeared.

It seems to be muttering to himself, and it seems to be comforting someone who has passed away.

The woman forced out a charming soft smile, and said bitterly at the corner of her mouth, "Fortunately, my daughter has planned it for a long time, and now it's finally time to put it to good use. Their good days are about to come to an end. "

Squinting her charming eyes that were slightly blood red, the woman continued to mutter in a cold voice that seemed to come from hell.

That icy voice was enough to make all the listeners feel a sense of fear from the depths of their souls.

"Back then, those debts of blood, my son, must... definitely let them repay it with blood!"

The silver teeth clenched tightly, the white teeth moved slightly, the woman's bright eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and the anger was continuously accumulating along with the memories.

That appearance was like falling into the mortal world in the fairy mansion, falling into the netherworld, and being stained with the water of the Wangchuan River.

It's as shocking as a pure angel, contaminated with demons, and becoming a fallen angel.

Compared with her who was always smiling and showing off her smile in the past, the woman at this time is simply a different person.

One black and one white, one good and one evil, like two extremely opposite sides, yet strangely fused together.

"Huh? Who?!" The woman squeezed her palm slightly, a light flashed, and the ring on her hand faded instantly.

“Tuk tuk tuk...”

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull knock on the door from outside the secret room, and then, a rough and powerful voice came from outside the secret room.

"Miss, someone is holding the plaque of Wang Lao Situ, saying that he is coming to pay respects, but the villain dare not stop him, I don't know..."

"Come, did you mention his name?"

Hearing the report, the woman's figure instantly stabilized, and she quickly wiped the tears on her cheek with her backhand.

At the same time, a rose-colored radiance flashed all over her body, and she raised her lotus arms lightly, covering her body with a robe, covering those exposed parts that were enough to make a man's blood boil.

Then, he put the message papers spread out on the table into his bosom, and asked.

"Um, it seems to be Deng...Deng Hua? Yes! Some people say that he is a servant in the palace, and he is dressed like an old eunuch." The rough man's voice hummed.

"Deng Hua, is still an old eunuch,... holding Wang Yun's plaque..." The woman thought to herself, her red lips parted slightly, "Let him come here."

"promise!"

The sound outside the door faded away. After a while, after about a stick of incense, the footsteps sounded again.

The woman quickly tidied up some invisible objects in the secret room, her black hair was tied into a noble hair ornament, and her beautiful face returned to her usual peace and tranquility in an instant.

In front of outsiders, she will not show any weak side!

Then, with a wave of his hand, the door of the secret room opened from the inside.

Outside the door, a burly man was leading an eunuch dressed as an old man with hair in his fifties. The robe on his body was composed of flower python as the base pattern and crane red as the tassel.

"You go down now!" Waving her hand, the woman made the burly man, who was the nurse guard who was waiting outside the secret room before, to retreat in advance.

"No." The burly man bowed his hands respectfully, stepped back slowly, and continued to loyally wait for the door of the secret room.

"You are Deng Hua? Your foster father recommended you to come to me? Why did you come to me?"

Seeing her subordinates leave, the woman turned around and looked at the old eunuch in front of her again. After looking up and down, her red lips parted slightly, and her calm voice was as clear and sweet as pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Our family's surname is Deng, and we entered the palace at the age of 12. Deng Hua was our family's name before entering the palace, but now it has been passed for decades, such a name, don't worry about it.

Our family came here this time to find you because of an earth-shattering event that can overturn the day! "Deng Hua touched his clothes and said in a coquettish voice.

"What's the big deal? What's the big deal?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes looked at the old man in front of her like dripping water.

Glancing at the woman, Deng Hua grinned, and said in a strange way: "Our family recently heard from Situ Gong and Wang Yun that under his knees, there is a daughter who is smart, beautiful as a fairy, and understands righteousness. ...a well-deserved reputation!"

Looking at Diao Chan in front of her, she stood indifferently. Although she was wearing a brocade robe that was not too gorgeous, her peaceful and beautiful cheeks revealed a touch of grace and nobility that could not be concealed by plain clothes.

However, it is precisely amidst such ecstasy that there is a trace of calmness.

Slightly slender body, frost-like temperament, standing there, like a solitary moon, has an indescribable calmness and sharpness.

Not bad!

Deng Hua nodded in satisfaction.

"You mean...?" Diao Chan seemed to have thought of something, a hint of disgust and annoyance flashed across his face, but before anyone could react, it quietly faded away.

"Oh? Don't tell me, Mr. Situ, haven't you mentioned our great cause to you, Miss?" Deng Hua walked into the secret room, sat down in front of the table, and looked around the surrounding environment slightly from the corners of his eyes, while showing doubts.