The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Lu Bu went to the bed and sat down side by side with Yan Wei. Compared with Lu Bu's nervousness at the moment, Yan Wei looked extra nervous, and the little deer in her heart seemed to be "pounding" like it was about to jump out of her chest, and she was at a loss. But I saw a very good-looking face stretched out from the side.

Lu Bu tilted his neck to look at this bride who only belonged to him, and after only one glance, he couldn't help grinning, hehe, hehe, and laughed, as if he had picked up a big treasure: "Wei Niang, can you So lovely!"

With this smile, Yan Wei's originally tense mood quickly calmed down.She looked at Lu Bu, and couldn't help laughing, as if she was talking to Lu Bu, and also as if she was talking to herself: "You're being stupid again!" Although she said this, her heart was sweet.

Lu Bu didn't hear it, his face was dizzy with alcohol, he didn't know when he was lying on the bed sprawled, and fell asleep soundly, it seemed that he was really drunk.

Yan Wei thoughtfully wanted to help him take off his shoes and socks, but when she just squatted down, she felt Lu Bu tremble.

"Husband, husband."

She called twice softly, but Lu Bu didn't answer, so she had to stand up, only to find that Lu Bu, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was trembling even more.

She had never seen Lu Bu like this before, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and the expression on his face, panic mixed with anxiety, helplessness and despair...

He is having a nightmare.

She thought so, then sat back on the side of the bed again, carefully rested Lu Bu's head on her lap, gently comforted him with her ten fingers, and sang a song she liked when she was a child.

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City towers, heavy snow, white silk, compact drumbeats, and densely packed black iron soldiers.

Lu arranged in the snow, he looked around blankly, and found that everyone was looking at him, laughing ferociously loudly, very happily.

He couldn't be more clear about this scene, and this is the place that haunts him like a nightmare, Baimenlou!

The white silk wrapped around her neck gradually tightened.

"let me go!"

Lu Bu struggled violently, but his hands were tied behind his back, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.He wanted to roar loudly, but what came out of his mouth was a hoarse sound of 'hoho' and 'hoho'.

In the constant futile struggle, Lu Bu's eyes began to roll upwards.

At this moment, a desolate and melodious voice resounded between heaven and earth: "General, return early..."

This familiar voice revived Lu Bu, who was almost breathless. He saw through the only ray of light left, a woman in mourning clothes stood on the tower at some point, her black body was whitened by the boundless snow. hair.

She parted her red lips lightly, staring at Lu Bu below, weeping while singing.

Last night, the dream went away again, the last son of Shangtai added new clothes, and the old song played again.

The Jundao Jiangnan is misty and rainy, the lonely sky sacrifices in the north of Saibei, who pays attention to the new graves in the barren tombs.

A man's loyal bones are soaked in yellow sand, and soldiers and horses conquer the world.

When I was a child, I used Ye Yanqing as my protector, Luanfeng begged for Phoenix, and red snow and winter bamboo.

Jin Ge changes hometown, Dongli Beacon Fire Festival, drunk farewell generals sing again, Farewell My Concubine does as you want.

You still remember, immediately the general choked up like a child.

Come back, come soul, gather with you in the afterlife.

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After the song was sung, the woman stood on the city wall and fell straight down like a beautiful huge butterfly.

"do not want!"

Accompanied by the roar in his heart, Lu Bu suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was no longer white, but a beautiful face exuding worry.

Lu Bu got up and hugged her into his arms, holding her tightly, with heartbreaking sadness in his eyes.

"Husband, what's the matter with you?" Yan Wei, who didn't know why, raised her head and asked softly.

Lu Bu stroked the hair on the back of her head, and said in a clear voice, "Wei Niang, if one day I..."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "If one day I am defeated and die in battle, I beg you...you must live a good life!"

Hearing this, Yan Wei frowned, pretending to be unhappy: "Today is a day of great joy, you are not allowed to talk such nonsense..."

Before the words were finished, Lu Bu kissed her cherry lips domineeringly, and Yan Wei, who was caught off guard, let out a 'wow' and fell into his arms.

Lu Bu put his arms around her small willow waist, with endless tenderness in his eyes, he gently took off her clothes, she lowered her head and covered her hot face, too shy to look at him.

After a while, Lu Bu picked her up, who only had a plain underwear left, and gently placed her on the bed.

At the moment of the Spring Festival, the night is dying.

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Late at night, Xia Chan, who had been chattering on the branches all day, finally calmed down.

The men from the Wolf Riding Camp 34 were so drunk that they scattered here and there, sleeping on the ground was already a habit for them.

"It's not Mid-Autumn Festival yet, why is the moon so round?"

Xi Ce raised his feet and stepped over the men, they looked at the courtyard where the red candles had been blown out for a long time, and said in a somewhat depressed tone: "You are hugging the beautiful girl in the house, I have been busy all day God, but he didn't even get any food."

The prank on an empty stomach searched for a long time among the soldiers of the wolf riding battalion before he saw the Yang Ting he was looking for. This guy was lying on the ground with his head tilted and sleeping soundly, with his arms pressed against Li Feng's chest and abdomen beside him. ,

Seeing Yang Ting sleeping like this, Xi Ce couldn't help laughing.One of these two people was captured as a slave by the Xianbei people, and the other was the eldest grandson of Sangong, two people with very different identities, and now they can sleep together peacefully.

Xi Ce lightly kicked Yang Ting twice, only to see him scratching the spot where he was kicked with his hands, then turned over, and there was no movement again.

Xi Ce had no choice but to squat down, and patiently called Yang Ting's name over and over again.

The latter still didn't want to open his eyes, only through a gap in his eyes, with a bit of dissatisfaction with getting up: "Xiao Tie, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?"

"I said a few days ago that if you can make Lu Bu and Miss Yan come together, I will give you back your freedom. Although it was not your fault in the end, you did your part in the end." Seeing Yang Ting wake up, the joker fell out of his arms. He took out a roll of bamboo slips and handed it to him, "Here, this is the military order you issued back then. From today onwards, you are free, go back to Luoyang."

Yang Ting was stunned for a moment. He used to think that one day he would be able to escape from the wolf riding camp.But when he really integrated into this group of people, he was a little bit reluctant, so Yang Tingqiang got angry and shouted loudly: "Cut, who said I'm going back to Luoyang!"

As if to express his determination, Yang Ting grabbed the bamboo slip, stood up shaking, and walked to a fire that was burning broth not far away, without even looking at the bamboo slip, he threw it directly into the fire and watch it burn to ashes.

After burning the bamboo slips, under Xi Ce's watchful eyes, Yang Ting came back here again, fell on the ground with his back to Xi Ce, then fell asleep, and fell asleep again after a while.

After finishing the work, Xi Ce paused when he got up to leave. He heard a guy whispering in his sleep: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm not going anywhere!"

The corners of Xi Ce's mouth turned up slightly, he walked away slowly with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

One day many years later, Yang Ting, the captain of the Sili school who holds the military and horse power in the imperial capital, inadvertently discovered that the scroll of bamboo slips given to him by Xie Ce that night actually contained no words on it, and was an empty scroll. Knowing the truth, Yang Ting couldn't help jumping up and yelling at the f*cking old chicken thief, but he started crying again.

This is something for later, let's not talk about it for now.

Farewell to Yang Ting, Xi Ce went to find an empty bowl, and added a bowl of warm broth to the pot, ready to reward the already hungry internal organs.