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

"Lord."

Guo Jia suddenly opened his eyes in the sound of mourning, and the dark eyes were a little dim, reflecting Cao Cao's surprised expression.

"you're awake."

"My lord, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with filial piety." Guo Jia was still reassuring him.

In the past, Cao Cao liked to hear his phrase "Don't worry, my lord". It was often like a spring breeze, enough to relax his hesitant brows.

But at this moment, he was only worried.

"Feng Xiao..." He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Guo Jia interrupted him: "My lord has believed in Jia for half his life, don't you believe it now?"

Cao Cao smiled wryly: "So what's the matter with being lonely."

"My lord, I heard from Jia." Guo Jia took a few breaths quietly, "My lord just pacified Wuhuan. Although the north has been settled, Yuan Shang and Yuan Xi are still trying to make a comeback in Liaodong, and the forces of all parties are still making a move in the dark. Attempt. My lord should not stay here in western Liaoning, and should return to Yecheng and Xudu as soon as possible to take care of the people and prevent all possible resurgences. This is the most urgent task that must be resolved."

"What about you?" Cao Cao couldn't help asking anxiously after hearing what he said.

Guo Jia smiled and said: "Jia is recuperating here. There are so many military doctors treating Jia, so you can rest assured. When you recover a little, you will return to Xudu to join the lord. After all, the lord Zhengnan, how can we miss Jia? "

Although Cao Cao nodded, he still looked at him with uneasy eyes, and then looked around at the military doctors who were prostrate on the ground, "Gu will give you some more time, no matter what method you use, you must cure Gu's military division. Those who reward Qianhu Hou Chongjue."

"My lord," Guo Jia looked at Cao Cao with a smile on his lips amidst the crowd's thanks, "May I take the liberty to borrow Madam Bian's help? Jia has something to say to her."

Cao Cao agreed, glanced at him, turned and left.

A Sheng sat down on the edge of his bed, the end of his eyes had already been stained reddish from tears, his throat was so choked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

After taking a few deep breaths, she calmed herself down a little, and looked directly into Guo Jia's dark eyes: "I can hide the sacrificial wine from him for a while...how long can I hide it from him."

He still looked calm and calm, but there was a flash of loneliness in his eyes: "Let it go, I hope Mrs. Bian can understand Jia's difficulties."

"Jia has never been ashamed of himself in his whole life, but he has been sorry to these two people." Because Xu was out of strength, his voice sounded extremely weak, and he had to get close to hear it clearly.

A Sheng didn't speak, just listened to him quietly.

"I think Mrs. Bian should have guessed it. One of the two is Minggong, and the other is my wife. It is my fault that I can't continue to follow Ming justice to rule the world because of the shallowness of Jiashou."

A Sheng interrupted him: "Don't blame yourself for this, the fate is like this, so it has nothing to do with you, not to mention your wife only wants you to live well, let alone belittle yourself."

He smiled dejectedly, lifted the pale dimples on his cheeks, and then continued: "Now when I think back on the past, I only feel guilty when I remember Shuang'er. She treated me sincerely, but I couldn't do it until she died." Give her a consummation. Jia has an unfeeling request, if Madam Bian is in trouble, it's fine, but after much deliberation, Jiasi still wants to take the liberty of making this request."

"It's okay to offer wine, Bian Sheng will never shirk what he can do." She sniffed, he had never made any request before, since he said it today, it must be something he cherishes very much.

Guo Jia was silent for two seconds, watching her eyes gradually glow with hope and anticipation: "There is nothing else behind Jia, only a young Yi'er. Shuangshuang hoped that I could raise him to grow up, but now, I can't even do this. Now Jia can only ask Mrs. Bian to teach Yi'er and take care of him so that he doesn't go astray. If so, Jia can feel at ease."

"Don't worry." A Sheng stared at him, and promised word by word, "I will treat Yi'er as my own, and let him grow up as you wish."

**

"Good archery!"

All three arrows hit hearts, and Cao Zhen, who was watching not far away, couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

Cao Pi smiled complacently and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Zihuan, come."

Cao Zhen beckoned to Cao Pi who was wiping his bow and arrows with a mysterious face. The latter quickly put down his bow when he saw this, and followed him into the house suspiciously.

A fragrant smell of food came to the nostrils immediately, and Cao Pi glanced over, and the table was full of delicacies such as agate grape milk cakes from the Western Regions, and the table was full of beautiful things.

"Zidan is in a good mood today." He admired it for a while, and the glutton in his heart immediately hooked up.

"Because today," Cao Zhen approached mysteriously, "I want to entertain a brother."

Cao Pi couldn't help being surprised: "Who is it?"

"It's you, Zihuan."

Cao Zhen laughed loudly, took up a bowl of soufflé and presented it to him respectfully, "Mr. Zihuan, please."

He took the bowl and cast a smug glance at Cao Zhen: "What bad thing do you want to ask me to do again? Don't be too outrageous, my father is back."

"As expected of a good brother, it's easy to understand." Cao Zhen rubbed his chin, "Of course it can't be a bad thing, but it's still a great good thing. Forget it, forget it, I won't hide it from you, brother, I've taken a fancy to someone Beautiful girl, I can't sleep at night lately, I can't marry her in this life, what's the point..."

"Okay, okay," Cao Pi interrupted him, holding back a smile, "Do you want me to help you pursue other girls?"

Cao Zhen slapped his thigh, and laughed back embarrassedly: "That's exactly what it means. It's strange to say that I am not afraid of brothers with swords and eyes on the battlefield, but I dare not talk to a girl if I am biased. Thinking of you It's the Second Young Master Sikong, who has much more prestige than me, so please go and find out about her girl for me, and see if she really has that kind of intention towards me, brother."

"All right, all right, it's a trivial matter, and I'll leave it to my son." Cao Pi swallowed a green grape, and while chewing, he agreed, "I don't know which family's girl it is?"

Cao Zhen scratched his head: "That's why I'm going to trouble you, Zihuan. After all, only you have the right to go in. I don't even dare to go in."

Cao Pi's interest was aroused by his hesitation, and he turned sideways curiously: "Who the hell is it? It can't be a princess and noble daughter of the Han family, right? Tell me, if you don't tell me, how can I go to help you with things."

Being urged by him in a hurry, Cao Zhen couldn't hold back anymore, so he could only blink hesitantly: "Uh...it's Yuan's girl."

"Yuan family?" Cao Pi laughed, "Who am I? It turns out to be a girl from the Yuan family. If it were the emperor's daughter, I wouldn't dare to visit, but even the head of the Yuan family has gone to Liaodong. I'm still afraid." What."

"Then we have to go as soon as possible. We can't let Zidan sleep well every night. Look at the dark circles under his eyes... tsk tsk."

He patted Cao Zhen's shoulders, opened his mouth wide on purpose and exclaimed exaggeratedly, and he didn't forget to stuff another bunch of grapes into his mouth, and after a while, the large crystal plate bottomed out.

Cao Zhen was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and said, "You ate up all my belongings in one fell swoop? I spent three months saving to buy this. It didn't take a while, and you got all of it." ?”

"Ah?" Cao Pi wiped the corner of his mouth that was still dripping with sweet juice with a handkerchief, and blinked innocently, "Can you blame me? Didn't you ask me to eat?"

"Oh, that girl likes to eat too. I forgot to ask you to save some and send it to her. It's a mistake every step of the way, everything is wrong!"

"I know, I know, when you marry her as a wife, can't you hand feed her every day?"

"Zi Huan!" Cao Zhen yelled in embarrassment and anger, but Cao Pi immediately got on his horse and galloped away, not forgetting to raise his eyebrows back at him.

The two were riding horses and chasing each other, suddenly, a pedestrian in front let out an exclamation.

Cao Zhen quickly pulled up the rein to stop the horse, jumped down to see what happened, and found that a passing girl in pink was accidentally knocked down by his galloping horse, and fell to the ground in pain, still panting Still in shock.

I thought the girl was going to make a fuss, but she didn't cry anymore, she just rubbed her arm and the injured knee without saying a word, and tried to stand up while shaking.

Seeing this, Cao Pi quickly dismounted, stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist, and gently supported her waist, allowing her to stand up with strength.

"Is the girl okay?" Cao Pi, who had nothing to do with himself, asked with concern after she stood still and before the perpetrator Cao Zhen could speak.

The woman seemed to be stunned, and didn't answer. She just stood there staring at Cao Pi's face, as if staring at him in a daze.

Cao Zhen looked at her a few times, and saw that she was quite pretty, with a delicate and delicate dagger on her slender waist, she looked like a daughter who had practiced martial arts.

He couldn't help standing on the sidelines as if watching a play, and even narrowed his eyes with great interest, secretly making a knowing expression to Cao Pi.

Cao Pi ignored him, and only smiled at the girl with bent lips. His handsome eyebrows and eyes suddenly looked like peach blossoms in full bloom in March, and the girl in front of him was obviously absent-minded for a moment.

He asked kindly: "I don't know where the girl is hurt? How about I take you home?"

"I'm fine." After a long time, the girl finally came back to her senses and shook her head again and again, "I've fallen so many times since I was a child, I'm used to it, thank you for your concern."

Seeing that she was about to leave after cupping her fists and saying goodbye, Cao Pi suddenly called her: "Miss, your jade pendant has been lost."

She hurried over to pick it up, but he picked it up in his hand first, and then walked up to her and handed it to her: "Don't lose such precious things again, remember to be careful in the future."

She took the jade pendant and stuffed it back into her bosom indiscriminately, a crimson cloud had already flowed up on her face, and even the voice she answered was too shy to hear clearly.

However, Cao Pi had already seen the small characters engraved on the jade pendant, "Zhao".

"Azhao? Good name." He couldn't help but read out loud, watching her reaction with a slight smile, his slender eyes bent into crescent moons.

"This is my boudoir name, young master, you might as well reciprocate and tell me your name." After the girl found out her name, she stopped being shy and looked straight at his face, which surprised him a bit.

"My name is Zihuan." He bowed to her.

**

Yecheng mansion.

"Report to Sikong, the construction of Tongque Terrace has been supervised, please Sikong inspect it."

Hearing that the official came to report, Cao Cao nodded: "OK."

After saying that, he looked at A Sheng who was sitting idle beside him: "Madam, my promise has been fulfilled."

She put away the bamboo slips and held them in her hands, sighing: "It's really a whim, and you are the only one who can do this."

He smiled helplessly, and the flickering shadow of the candle flame flickered in his long and narrow eyes, suddenly like the sun falling into the starry night, "Everything I do has been carefully considered, not only this one, but also a decision I think I must tell you. "

"what's up?"

"I want to marry Zhen Zhen to Xun Yun."

This remark came for no reason, Ah Sheng couldn't help but opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise: "Really?"

"Aren't you happy?"

"Happy, of course." She responded quickly, hanging her neck as if she was thinking about something, and suddenly she fell into silence.

"You know Wen Ruo's character very well. His son also has a similar personality to him, and he will definitely treat our daughter sincerely. In two days, I will ask Tai Shi to choose an auspicious day to go to the Xun Mansion to make a betrothal gift. What do you think should be given?" ?”

He seemed to deliberately ignore her unusual silence, and whether she listened or not, his eyes wandered back and forth on her face, "Rouran paid a tribute to a batch of precious spices, and I plan to send someone to send them over. I think the gift is very suitable. he."

Before he could finish his sentence, several protracted shouts burst out from outside the courtyard door, "Report—" interrupted his unfinished words.

"Si... Kong!" The soldier who came in immediately fell to his knees and cried, his face fell to the ground, his voice was choked with grief, and for a while he could only sob silently.

A Sheng knew right away that it was not good, no matter how much he guessed, he couldn't help looking at Cao Cao anxiously, his heart beating wildly nervously.

Sure enough, he seemed to be aware of it too, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he glanced at the soldier: "What's the matter, just tell me."

"Sikong...Guo...Guo Jijiu...he was seriously ill in Liucheng...and passed away."

The soldier wept repressedly, and there was a "bang", and the bamboo slips fell to the ground in an instant, and there was a heavy blow.

He knelt down and presented a kit, and intermittently said: "Sacrificial wine... Before dying, I asked my subordinates to give this to you."

"Feng Xiao... Feng Xiao." Cao Cao didn't seem to react immediately, he was stunned for a while, subconsciously chanting his name, but almost incoherent.

Suddenly, he vomited blood, and for a moment he forgot to take the kit. It took him a while to regain his senses, and reached out to hold it in the palm of his hand.

Mottled traces were left on the snow-white kit, old blood and new blood mixed together, smudged into patches of scarlet peach blossoms.

In an instant, he suddenly pushed away all the bamboo slips and documents on the table, inkstones, plain vases and other things fell to the ground with a clatter, and there were muffled sounds one after another.

Immediately, he leaned over his desk and cried loudly, no longer restraining the tearing grief in his heart, his hair was randomly blown by the wind blowing in from the window, and it kept dangling in his pupils.

It's late autumn, and there are few trees.

"The pain of a broken arm, I have experienced it today." In the silence, he seemed to be talking to himself.