Dressed as Sun Quan's favorite concubine

After saying "Farewell now", Bu Yao pulled out the tiger head hairpin from her bun without any attachment, and placed it beside Sun Quan's pillow.

She watched him clenched his fists with unclear eyes, struggling forcibly, trying to get up from the couch.But in the end, he was no match for the potency of the drug, and finally passed out.

Before Sun Quan lost consciousness, he tried his best to get up and grab the shoulders of the woman in front of him.

He wanted to ask her, what happened?

Why treat him like this?

What responded to him was the darkness and emptiness in front of him, which made people depress and despair.

He seemed to have fallen into a boundless dreamland.

The scene in the dream was very strange to him.

He seemed to be shackled in an invisible shackle, unable to move freely, and could only be forced to come to different scenes one after another.

Every scene has him and Bu Yao.

In the dream, he already had white hair on the temples, and the vicissitudes of life climbed to the brows.

As for her, although she was still beautiful, her face was obviously stained by the years, and she looked sickly.

Sun Quan wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word, even if he shouted, he couldn't make any sound.

He could only look helplessly at the two in his dream.

In the dream, he frowned and said to the woman in front of him, "Queen, what do you mean by saying that?"

The woman's tone was still gentle.

However, the words sounded without the slightest emotion: "Your Majesty, don't call your concubine a queen, your concubine is just a wife. Don't forget, your majesty, the position of the middle palace has always been vacant, and the harem has always been empty. It's just that Your Majesty, I have been entrusting my concubines to take care of the affairs of the Six Palaces temporarily."

He sneered, walked up to the woman, looked into the woman's beautiful eyes, and asked forcefully: "I let everyone in the harem call you queen, which is to allow you this status. It's just that the time is not right now." I have no choice but to mature, why can't you wait a few more years."

The woman in front of her raised her eyes without hesitation, looked into his eyes with stubbornness: "Your Majesty knows that what the concubine cares about is never the queen's position. And the concubine...the concubine can't wait for those years ..."

In the dream, he forced himself to suppress his anger, shook the sleeves of the complicated brocade robe, turned and left.

She held her breath and her limbs trembled, but she still bowed to his back.

The woman looked sick and almost fainted, but fortunately she was supported by the maid beside her.

Sun Quan could only hear his indifferent and helpless voice echoing in the magnificent palace.

"The middle palace is guilty, and I will be banned for three months."

Who are the man and woman in the dream?Why do you have the same face as him and Bu Yao?

Sun Quan once again fell into the boundless darkness.

Layers of dreams are constantly overlapping.

When he fell into a scene again, in his dream, his temples were all white.

Even more emaciated than before.

He was dressed in plain clothes, and the wind was very strong, and cloudy liquid kept gushing out of his eyes.

Surrounded by the sound of mourning and crying, white silk was draped everywhere. It was autumn, and the ground was full of dilapidated dead leaves. In the huge palace, no one cleaned it.

A girl with eyebrows and eyes similar to his ran up to him crying, her eyes full of resentment: "I will never forgive you, mother, she will never come back!"

Who can never come back?

In the dream, he pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, letting the tears flow on his wrinkled face.

In front of him was a wooden coffin, and the person lying in it turned out to be her in a fine attire.

The corners of her eyes were wrinkled, and the heavy makeup couldn't hide her haggard and sickly face. Her hair was dignified and graceful, but she only wore a hairpin.

It was the tiger head hairpin he gave her.

The palace man was about to close the coffin, and the shadow of the coffin lid covered half of her face.

But he stopped them and said weakly: "Wait a little longer."

He walked to the side of the coffin and supported the side of the coffin. The woman in front of him seemed to be asleep. It seemed that the next moment, she would wake up and call his name.

Tears kept dripping, soaking her skirt.

"Do you hate me that much?"

No one responded to him, only the sobbing of the people around him continued, which made him more and more upset.

He gradually stopped his tears, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Even if you die, I will not let you go. After I have gone, you will still be buried with me, and you will be buried with me even if you die." Can't escape..."

Sun Quan only felt his heart tighten.

He didn't want that woman to die, she couldn't die, she couldn't die before him.

He wanted to look at the woman in the coffin again, but he fell into the next dream involuntarily.

In front of him was the mansion of the general who was familiar with him.

He has returned to his youthful appearance, handsome and dignified, without any weather on his face, and he is at his most glamorous.

The dream was intermittent and not very coherent.

In the dream, there was Lu Shang's wife Xu.

Mrs. Xu and Bu Yao stood beside the lotus pond, and slapped Bu Yao's cheeks with their hands.

A bloodstain was scratched on Bu Yao's fair face.

Xu scolded: "Bitch, you are just a concubine. Although the lord dotes on you for a while, don't forget that I am the mistress in the general's mansion."

Sun Quan wanted to rush forward, pushed Xu away, and embraced her with red eyes.

But in his dream, he watched all this silently, without taking any action.

Although in his dream, his eyes clearly couldn't bear it, he still had a sullen face and pretended to be indifferent.

After nightfall, he went to Buyao's courtyard, held her in his arms, and smeared ointment on her face.

In the dream, she was biting her lips tightly, tears welling in her eyes, but she refused to shed them.

Sun Quan's heart was in pain, but the person who held her in his arms was not him.

"Bu Lianshi, remember, without Gu's love, you can't survive in this mansion. Don't have other thoughts, follow Gu well, and Gu will treat you well in the future."

In the dream, she smiled, but the smile was a little miserable, and the words were mocking: "My lord is really a good trick. I watched the mistress punish the concubine, but then grounded the mistress in the courtyard. I just heard about it. , when a maidservant passed by, I heard the crying of the mistress."

Why did he become husband and wife with Xu?

Isn't Xu's husband Lu Shang?

Why did she in the dream look at him with hatred?

In a blink of an eye, he was forced to fall into another rainy night.

In his familiar dormitory, he was having sex with a woman.

That woman is not Bu Yao, nor Xu's, but the thick and solid maidservant, Aqiong, who looks very similar to Bu Yao.

Sun Quan suppressed his nausea and didn't want to see the scene in front of him.

He closed his eyes, and an eager voice sounded next to his ear: "My lord, my lord, wake up."

Sun Quan slowly opened his eyes.

He was lying on the couch in Buyao's bedroom, and the person in front of him was Sun Fu with an anxious face.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. After getting up, he said, "How long have you been sleeping alone?"

Sun Fu replied: "My lord, you just got up late."

Fortunately, it was just a dream, just a false alarm.

After waking up, the fragments of those dreams were fragmented.

Sun Quan only remembered that he dreamed of Bu Yao.

It's just that in her dream, she looked at him with only indifference and hatred.

He also dreamed that she was dead.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that his heart was being tightly grasped, and it hurt even to breathe.

He forced himself to be calm and asked, "Where is Mrs. Bu?"

On Sun Fu's usually calm face, there was a little panic.

"Back to the lord... Bu... Madam Bu, she is gone."

Sun Quan suddenly remembered that Bu Yao drugged him last night.

He hurriedly looked to his side, and beside the pillow was the tiger head hairpin he gave her.

With trembling hands, Sun Quan picked up the hairpin and held it in his hands.

"Sun Quan, you and I will never see each other in this life, so let's say goodbye."

These were the last words she spoke to him.

Sun Quan tightly held the hairpin in his hand, and when he was about to crush it, he stopped all his movements.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice tremblingly said: "Send someone, send someone to find her. No matter what, we must find her..."

The author has something to say: The ending in history is that Bu Lianshi died before Sun Quan. You can check Baidu Encyclopedia and you can find out what happened. This is very cruel to CP in history.

The ending of this article is he, 1v1, and will not follow the old path of waste manuscripts. For he, there is a setting of wearing dramas.

But history is heavy, and some things still need to be explained.

There are not many scumbag male cells in the scrap manuscript, but the only ones left have been tortured and killed by the author.