When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

In September of Suqiu, the fallen leaves in the mountains cover the ground, and the autumn wind blows up, rolling up the dust and sand on the branches and leaves, like wolf smoke billowing, eroding the sun.

The carriage decorated with hot filial piety was driving on the road, and the silver bells on the sedan chair were tinkling. There were not many attendants, less than a hundred people.

Such a team is undoubtedly delicious fat for the rogues.

If you are lucky, there will be a young and beautiful girl on the carriage. After drinking and eating, you will have a good time. Happiness is better than gods.

Bandits swarmed in, surrounded by plain white carriages.

Suddenly there was a shout of killing in the distance, the horse neighed, and the attendant's voice was flustered, and he said to the people in the sedan chair, "Ma'am, it's a rogue."

Fan Jianwei knew it was a rogue.

In the troubled times, human life is as cheap as grass, and where the bandits and rebels go, not a single blade of grass grows.

For a person like her, in the hands of the rogues, life would be worse than death.

She is not afraid of death, but she has some regrets. When she dies, she never sees the person she wants to see.

Fan Jian lowered his eyes slightly, stroking the scroll in his arms with his fingers.

This is the topographic map of the five counties in Jingnan and the land of Jiangdong. She has drawn it for a long time, and I am afraid that it will never reach his hands again.Fan Jian slightly closed his eyes.

Ban Xia is a maid who grew up with Fan Jianwei, wandering with her all the way, has seen the brutality of the bandits, and trembled with fright when she heard that there were bandits outside.

Fan Jianwei stretched out his hand, straightened Banxia's temple hair, and leaned Banxia's head on his shoulder.

Fan Jian closed his eyes slightly, patted Ban Xia's shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no matter where we go, we will always be together."

The sound of killing was getting closer and closer, but the trembling Banxia sat up from her arms, pulled Fan Jianwei, and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, you can't die, I...I will protect you, let's escape... It's safe to flee to the city."

As soon as Ban Xia's voice fell, a sharp arrow passed through the car curtain and shot on the pillow in front of her.

The sharp arrow was stained with blood, which quickly stained the plain white pillow.

Ban Xia shuddered, screamed, and fell limply on the sedan chair.

Fan Jianwei pulled out the sharp arrow, wiped the blood off the sharp arrow with a handkerchief, pointed it at his own neck, closed his eyes, and was about to stab it.

As soon as the sharp arrow touched her soft skin, Ban Xia grabbed her by the wrist.

Ban Xia cried: "Ma'am, don't be like this, you still want to watch the prosperous world for the lord, you can't die."

"We can always find a way. Ma'am, you are so kind and kind, God must be reluctant to let you die."

At this moment, there was another sound of galloping horses outside the sedan chair, and the clamor of the bandits around became smaller and smaller, and finally calmed down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ban Xia snatched the sharp arrow from Fan Jianwei's hand and threw it aside.Banxia still had tears on her face, crying and laughing, comforting Fan Jianwei in a low voice: "Madam, don't do anything stupid, someone is here to save us."

The man's clear voice was like a mountain breeze passing over a gurgling stream: "Are you all right?"

Xu Shi's voice was not as fierce as that of the bandits, and Ban Xia was not as frightened as before, so he carefully opened a corner of the sedan chair curtain.

Once the armor is put on, no matter how gentle a person is, it will become terrifying, but the man in front of him does not feel this way.

The silver-armored white horse is pure and unmistakable.

He is not like a tyrannical warrior who drinks blood on the battlefield, but more like a knight who dances a sword and plays flute in a bamboo forest under a month.

He is so good looking.

The crimson spread from the roots of Pinellia's ears, and Pinellia dazzled at seeing it.

After a long while, Banxia came back to his senses, sniffed, and said, "You... who are you?"

The man let out a chuckle, and said in a loud voice, "I'm here, Changshan Zhao Zilong."

Chang Shan... Zhao Yun?

It was him.

Fan Jianwei's pupils shrank slightly, and his fingers tightened slightly.

She thought she would never see him again.

In August of the sixth year of Zhongping, Dong Zhuo came to Beijing, abolished Han Emperor Liu Bian as Hongnong King, and established nine-year-old Liu Xie as Emperor.

The whole world was shaken, the great Han Dynasty was crumbling in the wind and rain, and the shape of the chaotic world gradually emerged.

Her father and grandfather argued for the abolition of the emperor, angering Dong Zhuo, who ordered the extermination of the three clans.

Under □□, the character of the literati is stubborn and ignorant of current affairs.

Before the family was confiscated and exterminated, her father said to her: "The Fan family has been deeply favored by the emperor for generations, and they will never do anything that is servile and humble. The traitors have misled the country. As a father, I have to die and remonstrate with the loyalty of the entire Fan family. It is a pity that this action has caused trouble. The whole clan, young and old, is the father's fault."

"However, after the war, there will be great rule. Go, take a good look for your father, what a great sage he is, save the people from the fire and water, and calm down the troubled times."

Fan Jian nodded slightly, and left Chang'an with his loyal servant. He wandered all the way, encountered bandits in the land of Hebei, and was rescued by the little Zhao Yun.

At that time, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, she dressed in men's clothing, and she didn't have a surname Fan.

She divided the unicorn pendant, which was left to her by her father, into two and gave it to Zhao Yun.

Holding the jade pendant, Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Little brother, do you want to become brothers with me?"

She just pursed her lips and smiled without speaking.

Zhao Yun has a kind of reassuring power in her body, which makes her unwilling to be homeless. She asked Zhao Yun if she had ever married a wife, and Zhao Yun said: "Huo Qubing once said that the Huns are not destroyed, so what is the family? Wait until the troubled times are over. , I won’t be too late to marry a wife.”

She asked Zhao Yun, "When will the troubled times end?"

Zhao Yundao: "Maybe five years, maybe ten years, maybe... 20 years."

She thought for a while and said, "You are twelve now, you will be seventeen in five years, and you will be 22 in ten years."

Speaking of this, she paused slightly, looked up at Zhao Yun, and said, "Well, I'll wait for you until 22, okay?"

Zhao Yun laughed and said, "What are you waiting for me to do? You are beautiful, and in a few years, someone will marry you."

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she whispered: "You are also pretty."

Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing, reached out and stroked her hair, and said, "Well, we both look good.

Zhao Yun had the world in mind, and went to join the army. She waited for Zhao Yun in Changshan, and waited for year after year, but Zhao Yun never came back.

Gongsun Zan and Yuan Shao turned against each other. As the place where the two armies intersected, Changshan County was constantly blazing with flames and killings. The servant wanted to take her to the south to avoid disaster, but she refused to leave, so the servant gave her food an ecstasy and woke up again. At that time, she was no longer in Changshan.

Later she lived in Guiyang, Guiyang prefect Zhao Zeng saw through her identity, Zhao Zeng threatened the lives of her servants, so she had to marry Zhao Zeng.

On the wedding night, she prepared a glass of poisoned wine for herself, but before she drank it, news of Zhao Zeng's sudden death came from the yard.

After Zhao Zeng's death, Zhao Zeng's younger brother Zhao Fan became the prefect of Guiyang. Zhao Fan compared himself to Lu Buwei, and she was the rare commodity that could live.

If Zhao Zeng only threatened her with his servant's life, then Zhao Fan didn't even threaten her. He took her servant's head, threw it at her feet, and asked her with a smile, "Sister-in-law is well."

The floor was stained red with blood, and she couldn't stop shaking, but she couldn't cry.

She may never see the Daxian who her father once said would save the world.

This troubled world has been too long.

The servant was killed and only Ban Xia was left.

Zhao Fan then sent Fang Zhongshu and Erotic Pictures, she took it quietly and went to learn it quietly. She couldn't breathe, so she went outside the city to sacrifice to Zhao Zeng.

Zhao Fan's plan is very big, so he naturally wants to create momentum for her.

Just being beautiful is not enough, she has to be different from the women of this era.

She is a "chaste and strong woman", and she will go to sacrifice her deceased husband every once in a while.

Zhao Fan said that this would make men more eager to conquer her. She remained expressionless and drew a map of the five counties of Jingzhou.

Going outside the city to offer sacrifices to Zhao Zeng was the only chance for her to breathe. There, she painted faster.

Zhao Fan found out that she was drawing the map and didn't stop her. He nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, a widow and martyr, and a talented woman, she will definitely be liked by the heroes of the world."

She didn't paint to please Zhao Fan and make herself feel better.

She was painted for Zhao Yun.

In the battle of Guandu, Zhao Yun rode the savior alone, became famous in the first battle, and regarded thousands of troops as nothing.

She wanted to give the map to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's wish in his life is to unify the world, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and no longer suffer from wars.But now there is Sun Ce in Jiangdong, Ma Chao in Xiliang, Zhang Lu in Hanzhong, Liu Zhang in Chengdu, and Zhao Fan from the five counties in Jingnan.

It will take ten or even twenty years to regain the world in their hands.

She is the daughter raised by the great Confucianism in the world, she doesn't know how to wield swords and sticks, and she can't fight side by side with Zhao Yun. What she can do is to draw the road she walked, read ancient books, ask the people, and draw a picture of the world topographic map.

She is now in Guiyang, which belongs to Jingzhou, and what she asked about was only the topography of Jingzhou and Jiangdong, so now she only draws Jingzhou and Jiangdong.

Zhao Yun had just pacified the north with Ding Xuan, and his next target would probably be Sun Ce from Jiangdong.

If she wanted to attack Jiangdong, she had to take Guiyang first. She always carried the map with her, and one day she met Zhao Yun and gave Zhao Yun the topographic map.

God is merciful, let her meet Zhao Yun today.

Fan Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and water vapor filled his eyes.

It's just a pity that she still remembers Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun doesn't necessarily remember her.

Zhao Yun has always had a chivalrous heart and has saved countless people. Perhaps he has long forgotten that delicate, weak and crying "little brother".

Fan Jianwei's fingers were slightly clenched, and his elbow hit the low table on the sedan chair. The scroll on the low table rolled down from the low table and rolled all the way under the sedan chair. When the autumn wind blew, the mountains and the city clearly appeared in front of everyone.

The guard was slightly startled, picked up the scroll, held it in front of Zhao Yun, glanced at the carriage, and asked Zhao Yun for instructions: "General, this is the topographic map of the five counties in Jingnan and Jiangdong."

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, looking at the woman in the sedan chair.

The sun passed over the car curtain and fell on her body. She was dressed in plain clothes, and a few silver hairpins were stuck obliquely on her black hair tied as a woman's temples. Her quiet and soft breath was incompatible with the killing around her.

Wherever she is, time seems to stand still.

Ding Xuan is right, Fan Jianwei is indeed charming.

It's just that this alluring look looks familiar, as if she's seen it somewhere before.

Zhao Yun hesitated for a while, then said, "Madam Fan?"

Fan Jian lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes. Her voice was very soft, like a feather brushing against someone's heart: "The general saved my concubine's life. Give this picture to the general."

Zhao Yun took the map from the personal guard.

The map is drawn with great care, mountains and rivers intersect each other, cities are dotted among them, and the five counties in Jingnan and the land of Jiangdong spread on the map.

If this map is real, breaking through the five counties in Jingnan and Jiangdong will be more effective with half the effort.

No matter who owns this map, it will be regarded as a treasure, and the person who drew this map will also be regarded as a guest of honor.

Zhao Yun rolled up the picture, raised his eyebrows and looked at Fan Jianwei.

Fan Jianwei is Zhao Fan's widowed sister-in-law, and Zhao Fan is the prefect of Guiyang, and has a very good personal relationship with Sun Ce of Jiangdong.

Guiyang City was considered peaceful under the governance of Xunfang, but there were bandits outside the city, but Zhao Fan never sent troops to wipe them out.

Knowing that there are many rogues, she even sent the widowed sister-in-law out of the city to sacrifice to her brother, and she carried such an important topographic map with her...

There must be something strange about this matter, perhaps, it is a trap.

Zhao Yun handed over the picture and said, "This picture is precious, and Yun dare not accept it."

Fan Jian raised his eyes slightly, the general in white clothes was reflected in his autumn-like eyes, his eyes trembled, and said: "Compared with my life, it is not precious."

"If the general doesn't accept it, it will be destroyed. Don't let this picture fall into the hands of others."

Zhao Yun looked at Fan Jianwei and frowned slightly.

This woman is very kind.

Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment, and said, "Since that's the case, thank you Madam for giving me the picture."

Fan Jianwei asked Banxia to put down the car curtain.

Outside the car curtain, Zhao Yun's voice was inexplicably reassuring.

"There are many bandits here, Yun escorted Madam back to the city."

The clouds dispersed, and the long-lost warm sun shone on the earth.

Fan Jianwei gently closed his eyes.

She suddenly wanted to see what Taiping looked like.

Zhao Yun did not send Fan Jianwei into the city, but reined in the horse not far from the tower.

Zhao Fan hadn't surrendered yet, they were still hostile, the sudden invasion of the army would certainly arouse Zhao Fan's suspicion.

Ban Xia leaned out from the position of the car curtain, and waved at Zhao Yun: "See you, General Zhao."

Zhao Yun smiled and rode his horse back.

The autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves, Zhao Yun looked back slightly.

The carriage with filial piety had already entered the city gate.

Zhao Yun camped outside Guiyang city.

Sun Ce was killed by an assassin. Before he died, he made his younger brother Sun Quan his successor. Sun Quan's roots were not stable. Ding Xuan was going to take this opportunity to cross the Yangtze River and calm Jiangdong.

But before that, it is necessary to take down the surrounding areas that have not yet surrendered, lest they collude with Sun Quan, which is not good for the battle situation.

Guiyang is one of them.

The bonfire was burning high at night, and Zhao Yun looked at the map.

Qingzhou soldiers traveled long distances to attack Jiangdong. If there is no city for supplies, it will be very unfavorable to the battle situation. Guiyang is a good supply place.

In order to prevent the city of Guiyang from being affected by the war, he did not intend to seize it by force.

He is waiting for Zhao Fan to surrender.

The attendants around Fan Jianwei were not ordinary people, they were all experienced soldiers, most of whom were sent by Zhao Fan to protect Fan Jianwei.

Today, they would also tell Zhao Fan that he saved Fan Jianwei.

Although Guiyang is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is not the opponent of Qingzhou soldiers. Ding Xuan's army will arrive soon, and Zhao Fan has to make a choice.

Whether to join forces with Sun Quan or surrender to Ding Xuan, Zhao Fan can only choose one.

Although Zhao Fan had a good personal relationship with Sun Ce, Sun Ce was dead, and now Sun Quan was in power. Even if Sun Quan wanted to make friends with Zhao Fan, Jiangdong and Guiyang were separated by the Yangtze River.

It was the best choice for Zhao Fan to surrender to him.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly as the fire shone on the map.

There are many rogues outside of Guiyang, even though Fan Jianwei feels sorry for her husband, she shouldn't have left the city at this time. Could it be that he planned all this and handed this map to him because he got the news that he came to Guiyang?

After thinking about it, I felt wrong again.

He only brought three thousand light cavalry, and traveled lightly all the way, and did not disturb anyone, not to mention others, even Cao Cao in Xuchang City only thought that he was marching with Ding Xuan.

It is impossible for Zhao Fan to know that he arrived in Guiyang ahead of time, and there is no time to plan everything for today.

Since this matter was not planned by Zhao Fan, who planned it?

Could it be that it was Fan Jianwei in the carriage?

It's even more impossible, Fan Jianwei is Zhao Fan's widow, there is no reason not to help Zhao Fan, but to help a stranger instead.

Besides, Zhao Fan didn't know he came to Guiyang, and Fan Jianwei didn't even know.

Zhao Yun put down the map, put his hands behind his head, looked at the sky full of stars, and slowly fell asleep.

Zhao Yun had a dream.

He dreamed that his hometown, Changshan County, was affected by the flames of war. Amidst the raging smoke, a little boy who was more handsome than a girl shouted his name hoarsely.

"Yun'er—"

Zhao Yun woke up.

Zhao Yun raised his hand and took out a red string from his neck. Under the red string was a half piece of jade pendant. The jade was warm and moist to the touch, and it was carved into the shape of a unicorn.

Life in the army is hard, and most men don't take a bath every six months. He loves to be clean and can't stand this kind of life. When he was fighting in Hebei, when there was nothing to do at night, he would go to the mountains to find a deserted place to soak in the stream.

When he was taking a bath, he often met Ding Xuan and Xiahou Dun.

Ding Xuan came to take a bath, and Xiahou Dun came to watch Ding Xuan.

The stream was separated by opaque fabric, with Ding Xuan on this side and him on the other side. Xiahou Dun sat not far away, looking at the cold moonlight with his arms folded.

His clothes are kept by the desk, sometimes when Ding Xuan finishes her clothes early and goes ashore after getting dressed, she sees the jade on his clothes.

Half a unicorn shone warmly under the moonlight, Ding Xuan glanced at it, and asked narrowly, "Hey, is it a gift from a good friend?"

He was wearing a belt while wiping his hair, took the unicorn jade from Ding Xuan, and said softly: "No."

"A very good friend."

Ding Xuan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her words were full of teasing: "Friend? Half of this jade is a unicorn, and the other half is a phoenix. It means that the husband and wife are harmonious and happy. A friend will give you this thing?"

He was slightly taken aback, and for the first time seriously looked at Qilin Yu.

When Muwei gave him the jade that day, he didn't see the other half clearly, the jade was carved into a unicorn, and the unicorn had the meaning of showing sincerity, so he thought that Muwei wanted to become a brother with him.

Ding Xuan asked: "Where is the person who gave you the jade? Don't let down the girl's friendship with you."

He clenched the jade in his hand, and lowered his voice: "A long time ago, he died."

That year he had just defected to Gongsun Zan, when the barbarians oppressed the country, and Gongsun Zan sent him to fight against the barbarians.When he came back, Changshan County was already in a mess. Muwei’s home was burned down to only bricks and tiles. He asked the survivors about Muwei’s whereabouts. The survivors said, except for me, everyone here is dead. .

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and stroked the jade unicorn with his fingers.

Mu Wei has been dead for ten years.

The chaos of war that devoured countless lives has not subsided yet.

……

Guiyang Prefect's Mansion, Fan Jianwei's room.

Ban Xia was taken away, Zhao Fan looked gloomy and drank his tea slowly.

Fan Jian lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the pear blossoms embroidered on his sleeves.

Zhao Fan's voice was slightly cold, like the biting cold wind in winter: "Did you give the map to Zhao Yun? The girl in Banxia is getting longer and more limpid, she is prettier than the girl in Yihong Courtyard in the city."

Fan Jian slightly shook his fingers caressing the pear flower on the sleeve, raised his head, looked at Zhao Fan, and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Zhao Fan put down the teacup, the gloomy look on his face disappeared, and he said: "Sister-in-law is joking, how dare I give orders to her? My glory and wealth for the rest of my life are all tied to my sister-in-law."

Fan Jian Weixiu frowned slightly, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, he turned his face away, and stopped looking at Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan stepped forward, pinched her chin, and forced her to look at him. His rough fingers ran along her face and slid to her slender and soft neck. With a little force, he strangled her neck.

Seeing that her face was flushed red due to suffocation, and her chest was heaving and unsteady, as if she was waiting for someone to pick it, Zhao Fan leaned down and pressed it to Fan Jianwei's ear, saying: "Sun Bofu is dead, and Sun Zhongmou's upbringing is hard to accomplish." , I want to vote for Ding Xuan, but I am afraid that no one will recommend me, my sister-in-law will help me and say something nice in front of Zhao Zilong, okay?"

Zhao Fan strangled her neck so hard that her vision began to blur and she couldn't speak half a syllable.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Fan let go, and Fan Jianwei fell to the ground weakly, pressing his fingers on his chest, panting violently.

Zhao Fan's voice sounded above her head: "Since Zhao Yun has arrived outside Guiyang City, I think Ding Xuan will come soon."

"Three days later, I will open the city to surrender. My sister-in-law will make preparations and entertain Zhao Yun well. When Ding Xuan comes to Guiyang, she can ask for a high-ranking official and generous salary for me."

"It's a pity, my sister-in-law's first time, I have to give it to Zhao Yun before I have time to enjoy it. But if my sister-in-law can ask for an official title for me, it would be worth giving it to Zhao Yun."

Zhao Fan's voice hurt Fan Jianwei's eardrums, and Zhao Fan strode away.

Fan Jianwei slowly got up from the ground, the fingerprints on his neck were shocking.

The servant knocked on the door and came in, placing a bottle of ointment beside her.

It is to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis to eliminate finger marks.

Three days later, Zhao Fan opened the city to surrender and welcome Zhao Yun into the city.

Zhao Fan set up a banquet in the prefect's mansion to entertain Zhao Yun. Through the screen, Fan Jianwei saw that Zhao Yun was dressed in elegant white clothes, just like the pear blossoms in Changshan Mengxia season.

Zhao Yun's voice was as clear and clear as ever, and even if he pushed the cup to change the cup, his temperament was still as cool as dancing a sword under the moon.

Fan Jian closed his eyes slightly, and clenched his sleeves tightly with his fingers.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Fan walked into the screen with drunken eyes, leaned into Fan Jianwei's ear, and said with a smile: "Good sister-in-law, if you can coax Zhao Yun to speak well for me in front of Ding Xuan, I will let you go. Don’t look into the past at all, okay?”

Fan Jian slightly raised his eyebrows to look at Zhao Fan, and said lightly, "Okay."

"As long as you let me go, I will do anything."

Fan Jianwei followed Zhao Fan out of the screen, Zhao Yun's eyes dimmed, and he stood up.

Zhao Fan quickly stepped forward and pulled Zhao Yun to sit down, saying: "My good brother, sit down quickly and let my sister-in-law pour wine with you."

Unmoved, Zhao Yun still stood, glanced at Fan Jianwei, and said, "The elder brother of the prefect is Yun's elder brother, and the eunuch's sister-in-law is Yun's sister-in-law. The elder sister-in-law is here, and Yun dare not sit down. "

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Hey, brother, let me tell you the truth."

"My elder brother passed away, and my sister-in-law has been a widow. It is not a long-term solution. I often persuade her to remarry, but she says that she will only remarry if she meets her three conditions. First, this person must be handsome and dignified."

Zhao Yun pursed his lips and glanced at Fan Jianwei.

Fan Jian lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes narrowed his eyes, his face was neither sad nor happy, and there seemed to be a faint shadow on his slender neck, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot it at all.

Looks like finger marks.

Fan Jianwei is Zhao Fan's widow, judging by her clothes, Zhao Fan treated her very well, no one could bully her beyond Zhao Fan.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and took another sip of his wine.

After a few glasses of wine, Zhao Yun's eyes were a little dizzy.

Zhao Fan looked at Zhao Yun and looked at Fan Jianwei, bumped Zhao Yun with his elbow, and said ambiguously: "Women, all love to be pretty. Second, this person will be famous all over the world, and he is not a mediocre person. As for these three, it is The surname is also Zhao."

"Tell me, how can there be such a complete set of things in the world? Coincidentally, brother is here!"

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, stroking the wine glass with his knuckle fingers, and took a sip of the wine.

Zhao Fan clapped his hands and said, "Today I will be a matchmaker with my brother, marrying my sister-in-law to my brother, okay?"

Fan Jianwei still had an indifferent expression of sadness and joy, Zhao Yun clenched his hand into a fist, propped his forehead, and waved to Zhao Fan with the other hand, and said drunkenly: "No...no..."

"The eunuch's sister-in-law is Yun's sister-in-law... Yun... how could he do such a mess... no, no."

As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell drunk on the table.

"Brother? Brother?"

Zhao Fan called a few times, but Zhao Yun didn't reply, so he sneered and said, "Carry him into sister-in-law's room."

The attendants filed in and carried away the drunk Zhao Yun.

Zhao Fan pinched Fan Jianwei's face with a little force, leaving a blush on her face, and said, "Sister-in-law, don't let me down."

After speaking, Zhao Fan laughed and left.

Fan Jianwei returned to the room, lit some incense, soaked the brocade handkerchief, and gently wiped Zhao Yun's face.

The sleepy Zhao Yun suddenly opened his eyes, held her hand through his sleeve, and looked up and down Fan Jianweisu's white dress.

The woman in front of him was still in her filial piety, but was sent by Zhao Fan to serve him.

It seems that Zhao Fan was not the one who left the finger marks on her neck.

Zhao Yun frowned and said, "Madam, there is only you and me here, so don't make things difficult for yourself."

Fan Jianwei looked at the handsome and impeccable man in front of him, and the old memories gathered in his heart.

She drifted with the tide for half her life, firmly grasped by fate, and couldn't help herself at all.

Fan Jianwei's voice trembled slightly, and exhausted all his strength, he said: "General, Zhao Fan pretended to surrender. He won the general's trust first, and then he brought Mrs. Ding into the city and killed him."

"Don't trust him, you go away."