Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Mentioning him made Cao Hong feel uncomfortable. Looking at Ning Rong's solemn expression, he couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.

"What? Did you kill him?" Ning Rong's voice suddenly rose, and she exclaimed.

"Ah? No! No!" Cao Hong was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands, "He's locked up, waiting for you to deal with him!"

huh~~

"Pei Yuanshao can't die! He's our life-saving talisman..." Ning Rong muttered to himself, lifted the blanket, and was about to get out of bed.

"Zhiyuan..."

Cao Hong shook his head disdainfully, life-saving talisman?Just him?When he regained his senses, he wanted to stop Ning Rong from taking a rest, but Ning Rong waved his hand to stop him.

"No! The situation is urgent. We don't have so much time now. We must be prepared, not to mention..." Ning Rong asked without raising his head while wearing his boots. When he said this, he paused and said: "What's more, we can't let those soldiers lose their lives in vain!"

Ning Rong straightened up, tidied her scarf, looked down at the pool of blood on her clothes, shook her head bitterly, opened her bags, picked out a blue robe and changed into it.

After all, Cao Hong is the commander of an army, he will come back to his senses, look at Ning Rong who is in a hurry, his face changes, his beard is pulled down, and he asks solemnly: "The meaning of Zhiyuan, are the thieves coming to rob the camp tonight?"

"What do you think?" Ning Rong asked instead of answering.

"Uh?"

Cao Hong pondered for a moment, nodded involuntarily, and realized: "That's right! It's indeed possible! The thief lost Pei Yuanshao, and he must be flustered. The man surnamed Li is a sensible person, and tonight is his only chance!"

As he talked, Cao Hong also felt that this possibility was very high. Today, the Yellow Turban Bandit fell into the trap of all the trees and trees, and was afraid of hurting Pei Yuanshao's life, so he didn't pursue him.

But wait till night...

"Okay! So let's arrange it here. If the thief dares to come, he will never come back!"

Cao Hong said that he was about to go out, Ning Rong changed his clothes, grabbed him, raised the corners of his mouth, and shook his head.

"Don't worry! Let Pei Yuanshao go first!"

"Let go?" Cao Hong asked in surprise.

"Yes! He must be let go!" Ning Rong nodded seriously.

"But...if we let him go, will the thieves come to rob the camp?" Cao Hong asked doubtfully.

"Yes!" Ning Rong nodded mysteriously, as if she was filled with a mysterious power.

Chapter 1 Thirteen Release Pei Yuanshao

Chinese army tent.

Pei Yuanshao was shoved in anxiously, the torches on both sides were illuminated red, but...he noticed that Ning Rong's face was frighteningly pale.

Ning Rong was sitting there obliquely, and the kid named Lu Xun was always getting ready, as if Ning Rong would run out of energy in the next second and fall to the ground.

Pei Yuanshao looked up at Ning Rong, only to find that Ning Rong was looking at him.

Huh?

His eyes?

So peaceful!

This was Pei Yuanshao's feeling when he saw Ning Rong for the first time.

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. At noon, Mr. Ning still looked like he wanted to eat himself. Now...why don't you hate him?

This afternoon, Ning Rong was constantly struggling in the nightmare. It was his conscience that was redeeming himself. He had to convince himself to adapt to reality and this cruel and chaotic world!

chaos!

The world is in chaos, and people's lives are in chaos.

At this moment, Ning Rong realized... The value of life can be ten thousand taels of gold, or a thin piece of paper, repeatedly, facing each other.

And what he has to do is to make the distance between the two continue to widen and widen...

But Pei Yuanshao has been nervous, afraid, regretful, and a little bit reluctant these days. Complicated emotions are intertwined. He knows that Cao Hong will definitely kill himself.

But...he understands better that Mr. Ning is the one who can decide Cao Ying's life and death.

But now, Mr. Ning also hates himself very much, so he...

Pei Yuanshao waited anxiously for the beheading, but... the wait lasted for a long time.

Death is not scary sometimes!The terrible thing is knowing that you will die the next moment, but you still have to wait the moment before.

"Pei Yuanshao, to tell you the truth, it was not my intention not to kill you. I didn't kill you before, but this time... I still won't kill you..."

Yoyo's voice seemed to come from the sounds of nature, so soft that Pei Yuanshao almost thought he heard it wrong.

What... what!

Don't kill yourself!

Pei Yuanshao's body shook, and he suddenly looked at Ning Rong. Perhaps he was too tired, half leaning on a weird chair, and his whole body was wrapped by a round wooden armrest.

The weak Ning Rong, with sweat on his forehead, glowed brightly under the red torch.

Pei Yuanshao's pupils dilated, and he saw two crow's feet clustered at the corners of Ning Rong's eyes, and a line of clear tears flowed down mixed with sweat.

Just listening to his voice of the orchid in the empty valley reminds me again, it is like the spring breeze among the green forest and green bamboo, lingering and weak, but it gives people a comfortable feeling.

My heart... calmed down.

"Because you are still useful, I can ask General Zilian to let you go. To be honest, the Yellow Turbans are all suffering people. Although they burn, kill and loot all kinds of crimes, but...they are not the culprits after all!

I want to recruit them, but you...you happen to be one of the key people, so you should thank Zhou Cang, thank you for your identity..."

Ning Rong squinted her eyes and said as if nothing had happened, expressing all the thoughts in her heart, with a look of exhaustion physically and mentally, and a showdown.

His words were getting faster and faster, and Pei Yuanshao knew that Mr. Ning was getting impatient.

"Go back! Go back and persuade those yellow scarf thieves to join Cao Gong. Cao Gong will ask His Majesty to forgive your crime of treason, and will allocate fields and agricultural tools for you, so that you can live a stable life again..."

Pei Yuanshao gritted his teeth, but still couldn't help asking: "Could it be that Mr. Cao is a saint?"

Ning Rong shook his head, and said weakly: "If you think too much, you will be punished if you do something wrong. If they go the wrong way, they will naturally have to pay the price. Five years! During these five years, they will farm for Duke Cao for free. Five years later...a write-off!"

Five shining fingers dangled in Pei Yuanshao's mind.

Understood!