Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Don't forget your words, strong pressure is coming. ※% top ※% point ※% small ※% said, Zhou Xian recited these four words silently in the dim light, the surrounding gloom was like a blanket of big quilts covering her, it was difficult to breathe, and she had nowhere to escape.

She turned her head and looked towards the north, in the direction of Jiangning City, a kind of pressure came to her heart... Li Yu must not be sleeping now, he is waiting in despair for the result of all-or-nothing! Nearer, Liu Liuyao was also waiting, and even forced himself to seize the opportunity to assassinate tonight. The four words "Don't forget your words" are an urgent and serious reminder, because it is very risky and difficult to pass on.

Zhou Xian's heart seemed to be tightly twisted together by something. Thinking of Jiangning Mansion, Li Yu's face of despair, struggle, and helplessness seemed to be in front of her eyes, and she felt pain again; that person put everything on herself, even if he did it very heartlessly, but if she didn't help him, he would really die, and it would be beyond redemption!

The scene of the farewell night came to Zhou Xian's mind again.

That day was Zhou Xian's last night when he left Jiangning Mansion. She knew that this trip was a farewell, no matter whether the assassination was successful or not, she didn't think she could return to Jiangning Mansion alive. She and Li Yu have been married for several years, but at that time she was sent away by the person who loved her the most. She was heartbroken, and that ending was undoubtedly a denial of her entire life. For more than twenty years, she has given her whole life to Li Yu.

There will be no more choices, no matter what kind of person he is, Zhou Xian can't deny it; moreover, the first betrayer is not Li Yu, so she can't blame others, all the bitterness should be borne by herself.

She remembered that at that time, she packed up Li Yu's usual clothes and his commonly used things, and told the female officer sent in to take care of her daily life one by one. Very detailed.

Doing those trivial things is also the last time to do something for Li Yu, and he will no longer be able to take care of his life in the future. After doing those things, she has completely walked into the coldness and darkness, like death.

...Obviously, he had sworn to eachother countless times, why didn't he keep it, why did he betray?

Two lines of tears fell from Zhou Xian's cheeks, she thought silently: If Li Yu hadn't given herself so easily and hadn't let Li Yu betray her, Li Yu wouldn't have doubted and treated herself like that? She felt that she had buried everything with her own hands!

She gritted her teeth and said silently: I hate you! Guo Shao!

Now, suffocating despair has shrouded Zhou Xian's whole body, and her mind is in a mess. At this hopeless moment, Zhou Xian secretly made up his mind: I'm going to die anyway, so sacrifice me alone to save my younger sister Jiamin (Tuesday sister) from the crisis; fulfilling Li Yu's sliver of hope can be regarded as the redemption of that unforgettable relationship.

Sacrifice is to give one's life and soul to express devotion to a certain god.

Zhou Xian raised his sleeve, wiped his face vigorously, and wiped away his tears. She felt that she had never been so brave in her weak and weak life. She held her breath, gently stretched her hand to her hair, pulled out a golden hairpin, and held it tightly in her hand.

When Guo Shao falls asleep, a golden hairpin can kill him!

kill him! I also buried myself with him, and if I die, I can finally relax. Zhou Xian felt really tired, tired from the bottom of his heart.

... After a long time, the night was already deep, Zhou Xian didn't hear any movement outside, but there was still light outside the curtain, probably that person could not turn off the lights when he was sleeping. She timidly walked forward, towards the curtain, and when she moved a little, she found that her legs were numb, which was caused by standing in place for too long.

The light coming in from the gap in the curtain was hazy, and the light seemed to have the color of dust and mist. Zhou Xian seemed to have seen the underworld, followed the black and white impermanence through the long dark road, and then saw the slightly opened door of the fearful underworld. There are ghosts, unknown horrors, and dark and deserted light inside the door. There is no way back.

Zhou Xian didn't make a sound, walked to the back of the crack, and moved his eyes to take a look. Suddenly, I saw a young man sitting in front of the desk, he was still awake! What time is this? Why is Guo Shao staying up late?

In the flames, Guo Shao opened his mouth and yawned, put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, and got up.

Zhou Xian thought: Is he going to bed now?

Unexpectedly, Guo Shao didn't mean to leave his seat, he just turned around to look at the drawings hanging on the wooden shelf next to him. He stretched out his finger and stroked carefully and slowly somewhere on the drawing.

Zhou Xian was taken aback for a moment, he had never seen such a look in a man's eyes. Guo Shao's eyes were a little tired, which made him look a little pitiful, but his eyes were extremely focused, and even gave people a very affectionate feeling. He was not looking at the map, but looking at the mountains and rivers of China with emotion... Zhou Xian couldn't help but be distracted: If a woman was looked at by such eyes, how would she feel?

At this moment, the door suddenly moved, and a general lifted the thick cloth from the door of the tent, which shocked Zhou Xian.

The general cautiously coughed softly, and when Guo Shao turned his head, he bent down and said, "My lord, Zuo Shaoqing begged to see you overnight."

Guo Shao turned his head and glanced this way, Zhou Xian's heart tightened again, worried that he would find that he was not asleep. Guo Shao whispered: "Let him in, tell him to speak quietly, the people inside may be asleep."

Hearing such concerned words, Zhou Xian felt a mixed feeling in his heart, which was very unpleasant. Guo Shao still misses himself all the time.

Not long after, civil servant Zuo You walked into the tent. He looked like a thin young man under thirty years old. Zhou Xian had been in the car with him when he went to the riverside. Zuo You came in alone, without any courtesy at all, and said in a deep voice, "My lord, you must not stay here tonight."

Guo Shao frowned, and said: "Didn't I order Lu Chengyong not to make mistakes, and what I said in the army has no prestige?"

Zuo You said: "My lord, if you think that the humble official is disobedient, the humble official will kill you willingly."

The two men immediately looked at each other, Zuo You did not avoid Guo Shao's gaze. Zuo You said again: "If my lord insists on this, cut off my head, put it beside your bed, and stare at it for you all night."

Guo Shao let out a sigh of relief: "You are so arrogant because you know that I have nothing to do with you?"

Zuo You said: "It's just this matter, I really can't figure it out, it's definitely not intentional disobedience."

Guo Shao said softly: "I trust that woman, don't worry, when have I ever misjudged someone?"

When Zhou Xian heard this, he realized another problem: the reason why he had the opportunity tonight was entirely because of Guo Shao's trust! This kind of trust is daring to entrust with his life.

Zhou Xian's heart churns for a while, feeling that she really misunderstood Guo Shao before... She thought that a person who climbed up from a humble status would use all means to value everything he had already obtained; but the fact is completely opposite. It is not surprising that a person who has nothing puts his life on the line, but it is very rare to be able to do this for a woman when he is an extremely powerful minister and holds great power in the world.

The conversation between the two has been very quiet, Zuo You frowned and said: "If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are just in case, not to mention that the woman is suspected of being a spy. Why is my lord so sure?"

Guo Shao pondered for a moment and said, "It's true between you and me, that woman is Zhou Ehuang."

Zuo You showed surprise, "The Empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

"Exactly." Guo Shao's voice said.

Zuo You was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about the relationship, and then he said: "The Empress Zhou is indeed a rare beauty in the world. It is no wonder that heroes love her. But now that the Southern Tang Kingdom is about to perish, the beauty is already in his pocket. My lord likes it, and it will be easy to put it in the house in the future. Why accept the sword hilt at this time?"

"It's not dangerous in the first place, so it can't be called giving it a handle." Guo Shao took a few steps, slapped his forehead and said, "Mr. Zuo came here, I thought of an explanation, and I'll show you."