Diao Chan was dancing, still in this glorious hall, in the hall where she first saw Lu Bu, she danced like a butterfly.

She was dressed in a fiery red dress, and her water sleeves fluttered, swirled, and soared...... The silk and bamboo are melodious, the sheng springs are swirling, there are countless stars in the sky, but only the bright moon is missing, everyone is laughing, marveling at her beauty enough to close the moon.

There was a fat man, greedily catching every figure of Diao Chan with his misty eyes, and she walked up to him one by one, walking vigorously.

A layer of excitement appeared on the man's face, and he turned his head and said to Wang Yun who was sitting beside him, "Wang Situ, who is this beautiful woman?"

After Wang Yun toasted him with a glass of wine, he said: "She is the singer in Wang's mansion, and her name is Diao Chan." ”

After Wang Yun finished speaking, he waved his hand to Diao Chan: "Come, meet Master Dong." ”

Diao Chan picked up a glass of wine and slowly sent it to the man, his eyes rippling and full of style.

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, but he trembled slightly, he took the wine cup from Diao Chan's hand, his eyes were like fire, raging on her face and body, she inexplicably felt that her body had a hot stinging pain.

That night, Dong Zhuo took Diao Chan with him when he left, her hand was pinched in his palm domineeringly, and walked through the narrow cloister and wide front yard out of Situ's mansion.

At the moment before getting into the carriage, Diao Chan turned his head and looked up at the majestic gate of Situ Mansion, the dark wooden door glowing with a gloomy red glow in the reflection of the lanterns under the eaves.

This is the first time Diao Chan has seen the gate of Situ Mansion in so many years, and on a dark night without moonlight, it is like a sleeping beast, silent and eerie.

Diao Chan sat in the small space of the carriage, and in the chaotic footsteps and the friction of the axles, she imagined the distant home and the other side she was about to arrive.

In the darkness, Diao Chan seemed to see two more points of deep and sharp light, looming in the sky without moonlight, which was Lu Bu's eyes, the deep pool in which Diao Chan indulged.

"Your life belongs to me from now on. ”

Sable Chan smiled alone in the dim light, put his finger to his lips, and stroked his inscription, tears creeping silently in the quiet air, evaporating before they could drip down.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is much more luxurious than Diao Chan imagined, she is dressed in red, sitting between the curtains of the aya luo, like a bride with flowers and candles in a cave room.

The shadow floated, the candle shadow shook red, and the dim yellow bronze mirror reflected a beautiful woman, Diao Chan and her in the mirror stared at each other, and murmured in a low voice: "Just tonight, we will always remember each other, and from then on, we will part ways and never see each other again." ”

Heavy footsteps sounded in the silent night, and Dong Zhuo's fat body squeezed through the door, casting a huge shadow on the smooth floor.

Diao Chan couldn't stop trembling, Dong Zhuo was short of breath, his greasy face was glowing with a damp red light, he approached her step by step, and in his gaze Diao Chan felt that his skin was being torn.

At that moment, her eyes were foggy, and everything was going to be gone.

Dong Zhuo began to peel Diao Chan's clothes, and she trembled under his fingers, like a fragile lotus flower, the petals of which were torn off one by one, and then annihilated......

Feng Xian......

......

Diao Chan sat in front of the window, watching the golden morning sun slowly rising in the sky, the air was cool, there was a crisp birdsong outside the window, and the sky was transparent blue.

Dong Zhuo slept contentedly alone, Diao Chan's gaze wandering in the air, without focus.

Suddenly, she saw Lu Bu, who was standing far away by the lotus pond, staring at her, not moving for a long time, his tall body casting a long reflection in the clear water.

The sun shone over his face, and Diao Chan saw that his eyes were very gloomy, and there was a faint fire burning in his eyes, and her heart suddenly seemed to be being cut fiercely, and the torn scars on her body began to ache at that moment.

Tears were cold, flowing from her lips, and she could only look at him like this, looking at his god-of-war face and magnificent chest, their eyes intertwined in the sun, lingering, reluctant to part.

Suddenly he turned around and walked away without looking back, and everything was nothingness again, as if he had never been there.

But in Lu Bu's eyes, Diao Chan saw hatred, passing through her body and falling on the sleeping person behind her, she began to smile, but the tears did not stop flowing.

Diao Chan and Lu Bu met in the mansion every day, and then missed, Dong Zhuo took her with him at any time, not letting her leave his sight for half a step.

Every time she and Lu Bu passed each other, you could see the growing hatred in her eyes, and the endless melancholy.

Time passed little by little, without sound or trace.

That day, Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu entered the palace to meet the emperor, leaving Diao Chan alone in the mansion, she sat by the lotus pond outside the room, looking at her reflection in the water blankly, forgetting the passage of time.

Suddenly, a warm aura enveloped her back, Diao Chan was startled, and then turned around and saw Lu Bu.

He stared at her, his gaze like a torch.

"General......" Diao Chan called softly, her voice trembling.

Lu Bu grabbed Diao Chan's arm roughly, and grasped it so tightly that it seemed to crush her bones.

"General, this is not the place to talk, please wait for me at the Fengyi Pavilion in the back garden. Diao Chan said eagerly softly.

He looked at her deeply, let go of his hand, and turned to walk away.

Diao Chan deliberately delayed for half an hour, so that Dong Zhuo could find out that Lu Bu was not there, and only after half an hour did he go to Fengyi Pavilion.

Diao Chan slowly walked to the back garden, and saw Lu Bu holding the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand from a distance, standing in the pavilion, his eyes fluttering with the flying catkins in the sky, a strand of hair hanging down to his lips, trembling slightly in the wind.

"General......" Diao Chan parted the weeping willow like jade, stood in front of him, he did not speak, leaned over slightly, his eyes like water, swirling on her cheeks.

Diao Chan stood in Lu Bu's shadow, wrapped in his thick body temperature, giving her the feeling that she was so safe, how she longed for time to stop at this moment, and turn herself into a weak butterfly chrysalis, lying in his warm cocoon, life after life, never separated.

But when he thought of Wang Yun's white hair on his sideburns, he couldn't think of selfishness anymore.

"Why are you with Dong Zhuo?" his voice was hoarse, no longer as bright as when he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Is it really as Wang Situ said, was it forcibly occupied by him?"

"General, don't you really understand my heart?" Diao Chan turned his head, not looking at him, and said in a complaining voice: "Since I saw you for the first time, I have known that I will never escape your palm in this life." ”

"I was really ecstatic at the moment when my father married me to you, and I secretly swore in my heart that from now on, I will always be by the general's side and never abandon him. ”

"However, I never thought that the Taishi would have a bad heart, and under the pretext of marrying a general, he brought me to the Taishi's Mansion and insulted me......

Tears poured down from his eyes, Diao Chan turned around suddenly, looked at Lu Bu Tieqing's face, and said sadly: "I don't want to die for a moment, but I have been enduring humiliation and stealing life, because I haven't let you see my heart, I don't want you to hate me, if you want to hate, you can only hate the injustice of fate, so that we can't stay together in this life." ”

"General, now I don't have any worries, and it is my greatest happiness to meet you in this life. Diao Chan had tears in the corners of his eyes, but he was smiling on his face, and the sadness made Lu Bu's heart ache, and then he turned around and prepared the longitudinal lotus pond.

At that moment, ......Lu Bu hugged Diao Chan tightly in his arms from behind, he buried his head in her neck socket frantically, and whispered, "Cicada, you wait for me, wait for me, it won't be long, I will definitely save you from his hands, in this life, you can only belong to me." ”

Lu Bu picked up Diao Chan's face, and his eyes flashed with a raging fire: "Whenever I think of you being held in his arms, my heart feels like it is going to burst out of my chest. ”

"Do you know what it feels like? being burned by the flames, but not being able to move all over the body, makes people feel crazy pain...... My hatred can only be washed away by his blood. ”

"I'm not going to let you stay with him for one more day, never, he's coming back, I'll leave first, remember, wait patiently for me. After Lu Bu finished speaking, he kissed Diao Chan deeply, and only let go for a long time before he turned around and left.

"Don't go. Diao Chan grabbed his arm, and that sad gaze made him feel more distressed, "Stay with me for a while, okay?"

He only hesitated slightly, and then took her into his arms, he had a huge fear in his heart at this time, afraid that the other party would suddenly disappear in an instant, afraid that what he had caught was just nothingness.

At this moment, Diao Chan saw Dong Zhuo's angry face, he stood at the entrance of the garden, Diao Chan pushed Lu Bu away in horror, and Lu Bu was also shocked and at a loss.

"Slut. Dong Zhuo rushed over like a mad beast, and Lu Bu suddenly woke up at that moment, and he jumped out of the pavilion railing with agility and fled.

Dong Zhuo grabbed his Fang Tian painting halberd, shouted and scolded angrily, while chasing, he fiercely threw the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand towards Lu Bu, with a loud bang, the painting halberd passed by Lu Bu's side, and was nailed to the garden door.

Lu Bu turned his head, glanced at Dong Zhuo resentfully, turned around sharply, and disappeared outside the door without looking back.

"Slut. A slap fell on Diao Chan's cheek, and she looked at Dong Zhuo's distorted face, but there were no tears in her eyes.

"Say, why did you have an affair with Lu Bu?"

At this moment, Diao Chan seemed to see the tears of his father-in-law again, and his white hair in the candlelight.

She began to sob, and said aggrievedly: "Taishi, I didn't have an affair with Lu Bu, but I was looking at the flowers in the back garden today, Lu Bu suddenly arrived, I wanted to avoid it, but I was stopped by him." ”

"He said that he is the righteous son of the Taishi, what is there to hide? I see that he has a bad heart, but I am afraid that he will be forced by him, and he wants to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lotus pond, with his full name, but he hugged him, fortunately, the Taishi came in time to save me from fire and water, how can I say that I had an affair with Lu Bu?"

Dong Zhuo narrowed his eyes, looked at Diao Chan carefully, a touch of reluctance flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "If I give you to Lu Bu......"

"Taishi......" Diao Chan suddenly screamed when he heard this, interrupted Dong Zhuo's words, tears burst out of his eyes, and said resolutely: "I have long been a person of Taishi, but now I am going to be given a house slave by Taishi, I would rather die than be insulted like this." ”

After saying that, she rushed to the sword by the wall, pulled it out of its sheath with all her might, and wiped it off her neck, this action was so resolute, without the slightest hesitation, at this moment, she even thought that if she really died like this, he would definitely avenge me!

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