[Three Kingdoms] I am the queen of the Great Wei Dynasty

Xun Yu shut his mouth all of a sudden, stood there in a daze, observing the expression on the face of the man opposite him at a loss, then slowly lowered his head.

Seeing his embarrassment, Cao Cao couldn't help laughing wryly—would Wen Ruo be like this too?

He knew everything about Xu Du, and at the same time, he also knew the reason why Xun Yu was now insane.

He would be very happy every time he saw Xun Yu, and even couldn't help but want to hold his hand, have a heart-to-heart talk with him, and drink and chat late into the night.

I want to tell Xun Yu about my inadequacies and other people's inner feelings, and share the world with this ovary, and let the other party dismantle all the grievances.

But this time, his face remained ashen, from the moment he entered the door until now, he did not speak more than a cross.

"Minggong—" Xun Yu groaned for a long time, looked at him through the dancing candle flame, wanted to say something, but stopped, "Thank you for saving Yu."

Cao Cao's brows twitched, but he didn't react. He still stood quietly in front of the window, propped his head up: "Wen Ruo has seen the outside."

"Ming Gong's wisdom can predict things that ordinary people can't predict, such as clearing the clouds to see the sun, clearing the fog to drive away the smog, which really makes Xun Yu admire him. If the troops and horses sent by Ming Gong hadn't arrived in time today, otherwise Yu and Bian Ben would have died in that place It's gone." Xun Yu turned a blind eye to his obvious coldness, and stared straight at him with an admiring smile on his face, and his eyes reflected the light of the candle, giving off warmth.

These words passed into Cao Cao's ears word by word, his face was still calm, but his heart sank as if he had fallen into a freezing cold place, and he couldn't feel any warmth.

Although he was still beating himself, he had already lost the warmth in his blood—if Xun Yu was sober, would he still face him so frankly?Will you still tell yourself what you think without worrying about it?

He didn't say a word, the more he thought about it, the more loneliness came to him, as if the most cherished things in the past were moving away from him, but he couldn't stop it, and in the end there was only one person left, traveling alone in the deserted white night.

Xun Yu watched him leave from the window, walked to the couch and sat down, looking intently at A Sheng's sleeping face.

He stared so seriously that he even seemed to forget the existence of Xun Yu beside him.For a moment, he raised his hand to caress her side face, the movement was as light as touching the most precious treasure, and he was only willing to touch her with his fingertips.

His hands caressed A Sheng's temple hair, forehead, eyelashes, and chin, with a subtle tremor, and every place he touched was like a gentle breeze blowing in the spring equinox when peaches and plums bloom quietly.

She is still very beautiful, with picturesque features. Cao Zhi has perfectly reproduced her appearance. Unlike Cao Pi's inherent indifference and arrogance, his appearance is more gentle and clean. Although he is young, the gentleness in his bones is indelible. Yes, when he grows up, he will definitely be as suave as jade and treat people easily.

She would also like Cao Zhi more, after all he is too much like Xun Yu.

So he couldn't help but guess, every time she saw this little son, would Xun Yu's face immediately appear in her mind?

"Sikong, Mr. Hua is here." When the brows were furrowed, a guard outside the door announced respectfully.

He stood up and nodded to invite Hua Tuo to come in, "Mr. Hua has worked so hard. If it weren't for the fact that my lonely wife is seriously injured, I would not have called Mr. Xingye here."

Hua Tuo hurriedly leaned over to thank him: "Sikong has an order, how dare I disobey, I will do my best to keep my wife safe, and live up to your lord's trust."

After saying that, he bent forward and put his wrist on the pulse to apply the needle, his face was always dignified.

"Don't worry, Sikong. Although Madam's injury is serious, fortunately the wound barely avoided the vital part of the heart. Now she just lost too much blood and passed out for a while."

He tried his best to speak slowly, twisting his beard with his right hand, but Cao Cao still keenly noticed the hesitation in his tone, his eyes were slightly slanted, and his whole body was chilled like frost.

"Mr. Hua, what's the matter? Why hesitate?" Cao Cao just cast a look at Hua Tuo, and Hua Tuo couldn't help trembling.

"Sikong," Hua Tuo stabilized his mind, then calmly felt his pulse, and finally stood up with his hands clasped, and replied in a confident tone, "Although Madam is not in danger of her life, I am afraid that in her belly--"

"You mean..." Cao Cao's gaze made people wonder, but Hua Tuo didn't dare to look up.

Estimating his expression, Hua Tuo cautiously bowed his hands and took his words boldly: "Just as Sikong thought, Madam has been pregnant for more than three months, so this arrow wound will inevitably affect the unborn child. , coupled with the fact that the remaining poison in Madam's body has not been cleared up before, I am afraid it will be difficult to save this child now."

As soon as the words fell, Cao Cao's face suddenly became cold, he narrowed his eyes heavily, and finally said: "You are known as a miracle doctor, and everyone in the world has said that your medical skills are second to none in the world. Is there no way to keep their mother and child safe for the orphans? You must not have any scruples, and Gu hereby promises you that even if Gu’s child cannot live, if you can keep Mrs. Bian safe and sound, Gu will definitely fulfill your wish, faith comes first, and Gu will never go back on what he says.”

"Sikong, I am definitely not a petty person who is greedy for fame and fortune. I don't need your consent. I will try my best to save my wife under your order. I dare to say a word, and I hope Sikong will forgive me—the lives of my wife and son. Don't worry, what I'm thinking of is that after the son is born, his body will inevitably suffer unimaginable damage, and the illness may torture him for half his life. Besides, Sikong should have known long ago that his wife has always suffered from heart disease. The young master also suffers from this disease, and the young master is afraid that it will be unavoidable."

There was still half a sentence that he simply closed his mouth, his lips and teeth trembling, and he held the last words in his stomach and did not dare to speak out—"I am afraid that everyone will not enjoy a full life, and the blessings are shallow."

——Once Lord Sikong heard a word of such rebellious words, his head might be picked up somewhere.

At this moment, although Cao Cao remained calm and didn't seem to express any displeasure on his face, from the beginning to the end, there was a coercive deterrent force approaching him.

Like an invisible high wall in front of him, Hua Tuo trembled, as if facing an abyss, the small house seemed to be placed in frost and snow, and the air stopped flowing instantly.

It's no wonder that he didn't tend to enter the court, praised him without being famous, and when he walked on the sword, the emperor also had the same Hua Tuo at this moment.

There was a muffled "crack" sound, and then there was the clear sound of the wolf's hair colliding with the ground, quickly breaking the frozen deadlock, and it sounded like something had fallen over.

Xun Yu suddenly felt embarrassed, with an apologetic smile on his face, scratched the back of his head, and immediately squatted down to pick up the inkstone that fell on the ground, held it in the palm of his hand, and carefully placed it on the corner of the table.

It turned out that when he was surprised just now, he accidentally knocked over the inkstone on the case, and even spilled all the pen and ink on the ground.

He hurriedly half-kneeled on the ground to clean up, but squatted on the ground in frustration, muttering in his mouth: "Bian Ben...how could he have a heart attack...she has been jumping around, how could she have a heart attack... You must be mistaken."

After a long time, "Sikong," he looked at Cao Cao apologetically, his words were a bit slurred, "it's all Yu's fault, Yu really didn't know Bian Ben was pregnant, if he had known, Yu would never have Let her bring me to Wancheng, and make her become what she is now."

There was another abyss of silence.

Cao Cao didn't answer a word, Xun Yu stared blankly at him as he walked away, and before leaving, he let out a sneer of unknown meaning, and went out the door in a blink of an eye.

Xun Yu didn't understand what he meant, but he could vaguely guess - he should be very upset.

At this time, Ah Sheng who was on the couch suddenly let out an inexplicable cry, and he couldn't help but hastily turned his head to look.

I saw her tightening the fine lines on her forehead, her forehead was soaked with hot sweat, and she kept chanting words that Xun Yu couldn't understand, as if she was being haunted.

**

She saw it again, saw the sea of ​​flames spreading like mountains and rivers, ignoring the screams of the crowd, dancing on the rolling Yangtze River, pouring the bright flames around, east, west, north, south, burning all over the sky, turning the original The pitch-black night was torn apart abruptly, and the faint moon was swallowed up in an instant.

She seemed to be able to smell the strong smell of flames, repeatedly running over her face, the aggressive heat wave unscrupulously rushed towards her body, intending to tear flesh and even soul.

What seemed to be burning was not only the soldiers in armor, not just the warships soaring into the sky, but also a beating heart that was still beating despite the ice-cold, instantly burned to ashes, turned into smoke, and was burned by the people on the river. The wind blows without a trace.

For a moment, she couldn't tell who the owner of that heart was - she could only hear the sound of shattering like glass, cutting off piece by piece, and then disappearing little by little.

Seemingly having lost the will to survive, she was powerless and unwilling to struggle, staring blankly at all the scenes in front of her, as if she was a person outside the painting and kept out of the matter.

But when I stretched out my hand, I could find that my fingers were almost curled up, and I knew that I was the one involved.

The instinct to survive urged her to flee, but she remained motionless, even though someone on the other side was shouting her name loudly, and it came from a distance through the flame wind, and penetrated into the already out-of-control eardrum.

——A Sheng...

——Shenger...

——A Zhi.

"Then Bian Sheng can only hope that Lord Wei Wang will get everything you want. The thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains and the world's talented men will not disappoint you, and will be included in your sleeves. As for me, I will not die. I hope to have something to do with King Wei."

"You just make me feel sick. I really regret how I mistrusted you in the first place."

"Cao Aman, if you insist on listening to the truth, then forgive me for being outspoken—just smelling your breath can make me sick, and when I think of your mean and ruthless behavior, I am full of contempt , I will never believe every word or word you say. It doesn’t matter if you give the position of queen to anyone, in my eyes, it is worthless.”

She heard these decisive words in her body inconceivably.

The owner of this body seems to have embraced the desire to die, so that she cannot break free, and is firmly imprisoned in this prison, and there are only sneers and cries.

She cried uncontrollably for a while, laughed for a while, wiped away the tears on her face for a while, and showed a self-deprecating smile for a while.

Haitang thanked her, and her life was over.