Dressed as Sun Quan's favorite concubine

In Yinshi, discuss the captive general's mansion.

On the night of Shangyuan, octagonal lanterns carved with mahogany were hung on the eaves of the mansion.

The night is dark, and the full moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter. The cool moonlight and the warm yellow lights are gradually blending and intertwining.

On the bright side, the Hefu is peaceful.

The look of the watchman tonight is not as usual, a little tired.

Because of the festival, the servants were all rewarded, and when the watchmen tied them up, they all had smiles on their faces.

When passing by outside the hall where Sun Quan was, the watchman subconsciously looked there.

The door of the palace was closed tightly, and not a single ray of light could seep through the panes.

The watchman walked quickly through the dormitory, ready to take his last shift.

Everyone in the whole house knows that the lord and the mistress are going out to watch the lanterns tonight, the two of them must be tired from playing outside, and the mistress is still pregnant, so they have to take a good rest.

in the temple.

The incense in the incense burner had been burned long ago, and even the charcoal fire in the charcoal basin had been burned to pale ashes, but there was no maidservant to re-burn incense and charcoal.

In the darkness, Sun Quan sat alone in front of the desk, resting his chest with one hand.

At this time, ordinary people have already fallen into a deep sleep for a long time, and he also entered a light dream.

The messy dream made him feel very depressed, and it was difficult to breathe.

In the dream, Bu Yao was dying, lying on her back on the ground, and the blood flowing from her body had accumulated into a pool, which was shocking.

In the dream, he seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood.

Bu Yao cried so much that it made him feel extremely distressed, her temples were disheveled, her expression was terrified, she sobbed softly: "Zhongmou...our child is gone..."

When Sun Quan felt his heart tightening, he woke up suddenly.

Although there is a fire wall in the hall, the deep winter is really cold and damp, Sun Quan is afraid of the cold every winter, and now he just feels that he can't stand the cold.

He was frightened by the nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat. There was a gloomy chill everywhere in the hall, and it penetrated into his clothes, skin, and even his beating heart.

Before returning to the mansion, Sun Quan ordered his attendants to go to the sleeping hall first, and waved away all the servants among them, not allowing them to serve any more.

He also ordered his attendants not to tell about Bu Yao's disappearance, otherwise he would be executed.

Sun Quan was so cold that he had no choice but to stand up by himself and light the white candles on the candlesticks. After the hall was a little bright, he walked to the charcoal stove in a daze, and took the copper tongs to add carbon into it.

The carbon burned, but he was still cold.

Looking at Mars on the black carbon, his expression became more and more helpless.

In front of his sister and attendants, no matter what happened, he couldn't panic.

Sun Quan asked Sun Shangxiang what the person who kidnapped Bu Yao looked like.

Sun Shangxiang blamed herself very much, if she hadn't sent Ling Tong away, maybe her sister-in-law and her nephew would not have been captured.

She had no choice but to hold back her tears, and described the appearance of those villains to Sun Quan in detail.

After Sun Quan heard this, his expression became more and more ugly.

From her description, these people should be a group of bandits.

The bandits would indeed go to the people for no reason and plunder the women and people's property, but what these people did tonight obviously knew his and Bu Yao's identities.

Fortunately, those bandits were all brainless, and they didn't even know how to dress up when they took people captive, which made Sun Shangxiang remember that they had to be dressed, so that he could get that clue.

The bandits who have enmity with him are those Shanyue people.

However, Shanyue people spread all over Jiangdong, and the bandit capitals are different in each place.

These days, there are different gangs of Sanyue people going on in various places.

Which bandit leader is it, who is thinking of taking his woman away.

And who was it that informed these bandits that he and Bu Yao left the mansion that night in Shangyuan?

Although he knew that the hope was slim, he still ordered his attendants to search for Bu Yao's figure in the Lantern Festival. The crowd was so vast that no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find her.

On the way back home, his face was tense, trying to calm himself down, but his hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

The charcoal fire is getting stronger, but the chill on Sun Quan's body has not been reduced by half.

If Buyao, or something happened to the child...

Sun Quan didn't dare to think about it any further.

He had no choice but to clenched his fists tightly, and then turned back to the desk. After sitting down, he picked up a pen from the pen holder and held it in his hand.

The rest of the servants in the mansion should not know about Bu Yao's disappearance. They can only say that the mistress is unwell and needs to rest in the palace.

Tonight, he ordered some of his attendants to secretly go to the gathering places of Shanyue people in various places in Jiangdong to search for Bu Yao's whereabouts.

Sun Quan's deep green pupils straightened.

A few hours ago, the woman was still beside him, smiling gently at him, but now, he doesn't even know where she is.

If she dies...

"Clap" sound.

The pen held in Sun Quan's hand was broken abruptly when he frowned and thought.

The cut sandalwood with burrs pierced into his thumb, and blood oozes out.

But he couldn't feel the pain at all, and let the blood flow.

Even if Bu Yao is not pregnant, if she is kidnapped by someone who has evil intentions and threatens him with her life, for her, he can agree to those people on any terms.

For her, you can give up anything.

Even if it is his life.

However, Sun Quan can be sure that Bu Yao is still alive.

Now is not the time to give up.

For her and for their children, he cannot fall down yet.

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The next morning.

Pan Lin had been standing outside the earthen hut last night without sleeping, his eyes were slightly black and blue.

Bai Lu was faint, the smoke from the cooking in the cottage was curling up, some villagers had already started to walk around, and the voices of many people chatting gradually arose.

Pan Lin walked into the house, glanced at the woman on the low couch from a distance, saw her frowning, still in a dream, and looked at her quietly for a while.

Bu Yao tilted his head slightly, Pan Lin panicked and quickly avoided his sight.

But Bu Yao didn't wake up, she just pursed her lower lips, still sleeping soundly.

Pan Lin rubbed the back of his head, feeling a little helpless, and walked out of the earthen house again.

Walking to the wooden shed not far away, I asked the middle-aged woman with a coarse cloth tied to her head for food.

The middle-aged woman had a bad temper early in the morning, and she looked better when she saw that it was Pan Lin.

Pan Linyuan was the most handsome man in this village.

All the young girls wanted to marry her, even an elderly woman like her wanted to have a dewy affair with him.

It's a pity that this Pan Lin is not a womanizer, and he turns a blind eye to all women's advances, and thus offended many people.

He is silent all day long, and his expression is always calm and indifferent, but he is indeed bloodthirsty and likes to kill.

He has been trampled by everyone in the village all these years, and now everyone respects him three points, all because of his brute force.

Pan Lin killed countless people, made countless contributions to the village chief Saifu, and looted countless people and property in Jiangdong.

It can be regarded as doing all the bad things.

But looking at his handsome face, he didn't look like a villain at all.

Pan Lin wears a forehead wipe all the year round.

When he was fighting with others when he was young, he injured his forehead, and there was a very deep scar on his forehead.

Some bandits have seen that scar, but it has already faded with the passage of time, but Pan Lin seems to be very concerned about his scar, covering it with his forehead all day long, and will not take it off easily.

Even with that scar, it didn't affect his good looks at all.

The middle-aged woman took another look at Pan Lin, and graciously handed him a meal.

Pan Lin looked at the broken porridge bowl, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a better bowl?"

The middle-aged woman was slightly taken aback.

This Pan Lin has never been a person who would care about these things, he is so good, how could he suddenly care about whether the bowl is broken or not?

The middle-aged woman didn't know how to return to Pan Lin, and another fat woman beside her gave Pan Lin an impatient look: "It's good to have some use, but you still want to use the bowl well? Who do you think you are?" ?”

After hearing this, Pan Lin didn't show any anger on his face, instead he pointed to the stack of bowls piled up behind the fat woman, and said: "There is a good bowl over there, bring me one."

The chubby woman didn't want to hand it to Pan Lin, but she was afraid that he would be rough on her, so she turned around cursingly and went to find a good pottery bowl.After scooping up the porridge again, he handed it to Pan Lin angrily.

After Pan Lin took it, the middle-aged woman pointed to the steamer and signaled Pan Lin to take a steamed bun before leaving.

Pan Lin looked at the steamer, turned his empty hand over, and looked down.

Seeing that it was covered with calluses and cracks, and some black mud had seeped into the hole, Pan Lin's brows tightened a bit, and he was stunned on the ground for a long while.

The fat woman sneered, and cursed: "Pan Lin, you're so early in the morning, are you out of your mind? If you're told to get the steamed buns, get them quickly. What are you doing there?"

The middle-aged woman couldn't see her bad attitude towards Pan Lin, so she hurriedly elbowed the fat woman.

When the chubby woman got angry, her face became more fleshy, and she broke away from the middle-aged woman angrily.

Pan Lin frowned slightly, knowing that it would be useless to spend much time with the fat middle-aged woman, so he turned to the middle-aged woman and said: "I want another bowl for steamed buns."

Middle-aged woman: ⊙_⊙

Fat woman: ...

The two of them looked at each other, and they both believed that Pan Lin must have lost his mind this morning!

After Pan Lin found two intact bowls as he wished, he turned back to the earthen house. When he entered, Bu Yao had already got up, his face was full of tiredness.

She looked at Pan Lin with an unfriendly expression, but said nothing.

This morning, this bandit named Pan Lin should take her to meet the bandit leader of this village, and she can ask clearly why these bandits kidnapped her.

Seeing Bu Yao's eyes staring slightly in his direction, Pan Lin was a little at a loss, so he had to put the coming meal on the mahogany table, coughed lightly, and said, "Madam Bu, have some breakfast food first." , after I run out, I will take you to see the village master. At this time, the village master has not gotten up yet."

Bu Yao glanced at the food first, and thought that there should be nothing left, and it was edible.

It's no big deal for her to be hungry, but the child in her belly can't be hungry. People are iron and rice are steel. Only when they are full can they have the strength to find a way to escape.

Thinking of this, Bu Yao got up from the soft couch and walked to the dilapidated small case. Although the two bowls were clean, there were quite a few stains on the case.

Bu Yao couldn't help frowning, covering her mouth and nose slightly.

She is not a clean freak, but the environment of this earthen house is really simple and dilapidated, and the dust accumulated on the ground looks like it hasn't been cleaned for many years.

"Dirty and messy" can be used to describe the environment here.

I don't know how Pan Lin was born so white and tender in such an environment, he really has a good foundation, so he can make it casually...

Bu Yao still hesitated, grabbed the steamed bun, now is not the time for her to be coquettish, it is important to fill her stomach.

Pan Lin seemed to have sensed Bu Yao's thoughts, but his expression was a little flustered.

He hurriedly found a coarse brown coat from a wooden box not far away, and under Bu Yao's surprised gaze, he raised the porridge bowl on the case, and wiped the small case carelessly a few times.

When Bu Yao stared slightly, Pan Lin said lightly, "It's clean this time, you can eat it."

This bandit really behaves weirdly, wiping the table with his own clothes, is it true that bandits like them all look like this.

Bu Yao was helpless, and Fu slowly swallowed the rice porridge and the yellowish thick bread, still thinking about countermeasures.

Although Sun Shangxiang was knocked down to the ground, he could clearly see the faces of these bandits. These bandits were not very smart, and they did not disguise themselves when they went to the lantern festival.

In this way, Sun Quan could still get some clues.

Bu Yao was eating her food quietly, but she felt that a Taoist gaze seemed to be looking at her. When she turned her head to search for that Tao, she found that Pan Linqia turned her face away, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Bu Yao snorted coldly in his heart.

Nothing wrong with that.

She looks like this, any man would look at her like this, and so would Pan Lin, who has a dead face.