Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"what?"

Ning Rong looked at Mi Zhen stupidly, not knowing how to answer.

"Humph!"

Mi Zhen snorted slightly, turned around and walked outside.

"Hey! Don't wrong Zhou Cang..." Ning Rong quickly chased him out.

"I'll make chicken soup for you!" Mi Zhen yelled without looking back.

"Chicken soup..." Ning Rong muttered, and then shouted loudly, "Chicken soup...choose a little hen..."

……

puff……

Guo Jia couldn't help laughing.

"Hey! Zhiyuan, seriously, are you going to let her hide in the official post?"

Hearing Guo Jia mention this matter, Ning Rong turned around and closed the door, her expression suddenly became serious.

"She can't show up yet! At least not yet!"

Looking at Ning Rong's pensive appearance, Guo Jia thought to himself, but he knew in his heart that someone might be in trouble.

Guo Jia said: "That's right! What happened today?"

cough!

Ning Rong coughed lightly, and told Xia Houdun how she had advised him to pretend to quarrel with Xi Zhicai. Then, in order to intensify the conflict, they deliberately staged a bitter trick in a semi-secret place.

"Zhiyuan, didn't you and Xiahou Dun get stabbed in vain in that hidden courtyard?"

"No!" Ning Rong shook his head affirmatively, "If someone cares about Xiahou Dun's every move, they will not let that small courtyard go, not to mention...quarreling in broad daylight will always make people suspicious, and this Only hard-won news will make people cherish it! Right?"

Ning Rong shook her head with a half-smile, with a teasing smile on her lips.

I do not care who you are!

Now that you've got involved in Ning's chessboard, let's see who is the chess piece.

Ning Rong slowly stroked his injured right arm, although the bitter trick is stupid, sometimes it works very well.

After a long time, Ning Rong came back to his senses, and sat on the wooden stool first, motioning for Guo Jia to sit down as well.

"By the way! Feng Xiao, what do you think of Yuan Shu and Lu Bu's letter?"

"The two ends of the snake and the rat are pregnant with ghosts!"

Guo Jia's eyes flashed brightly, and he said while playing with the teacup.

……

Yu County, in a dilapidated small courtyard.

In a dim room with flickering lights, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was turning his neck strangely to look at the dying needle's wick.

Eyes of the eagle wolf!

The piercing eyes exuded a viciousness that shouldn't be possessed, and there was a trace of cruel immaturity in the dark as deep pupils, which made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts, and dared not look at them.

"Master...you really want to help Lu Bu take Yuzhou?" The old servant asked boldly because of his old age.

"Just him? Chick! He deserves it too!"

Ma Zhong snorted coldly with contempt on his face, and turned his head to look at the man in black in the distance.

"Where's your elder brother?"

The man in black said coldly: "Kill him! It's so easy!"

"Oh! You are so confident!" Ma Zhong sneered, shook his head and said, "Remember! Don't neglect the matter, do it immediately! This person must die!"

"Here"

The men in black always looked expressionless, and their cold voices were devoid of emotion.

"Teng!"

A gust of wind blew, and the man in black disappeared into the vast darkness, leaving only the old servant and Ma Zhong in the small courtyard.

"Master, do you really want to kill him? Do you want to inform the master..." The old servant reminded with some worry.

"Mm~~" Ma Zhong's complexion changed, and he looked at the old servant with cold eyes.

"Remember, since father handed you over to me! Not my elder brother! Then your life is in my hands! If you don't want to be abandoned, just do your own thing!"

Ma Zhong's tone was nonchalant, the old servant bowed down instantly, his back was wet, and he thought, the young master is more ruthless than the old master!

Chapter 2 Eighty Happiness Is Drinking Chicken Soup

"Hehehe..."

After a long time, Ma Zhong suddenly patted the old servant's shoulder with a smile, his uncertain appearance made him break into a cold sweat.

"Old Fang, don't you think Ning Rong is a good opponent?"

Ma Zhong seemed to be muttering to himself, and seemed to be asking the old servant.

The old servant raised his head quietly, rolled his eyes at Ma Zhongyinjiu's eyes, and tentatively asked uncertainly: "Young Master, do you want to frustrate him?"

"no!"

Ma Zhong answered with certainty.

"That……"

"Hehe... Cao Cao's power is developing too fast! This world shouldn't end the war so quickly! Because... our Sima family is not ready yet!"

Ma Zhong stretched out his arms, as if the whole world was in his embrace, as if he could take whatever he wanted.

It was so!

The old servant thought to himself.

"So!" Ma Zhong suddenly raised his voice, turned to stare at the old servant, and said as if swearing: "Lu Bu must betray Yuan Shu! My son wants to give Yuan Shu a reason! A reason why he has to kill Lu Bu!"