The Three Kingdoms: The Cold Gate World

Chapter 338
There is an attic in the east corner of Taoyuan Village. It is quiet and elegant, and the visual sense is a little refined and detached. There are two extreme scenes in the attic.

To the west, there are all kinds of life and the hustle and bustle of the city.

To the east, there are high mountains, flowing water and misty dust.

The earliest owners of this attic were Big Qiao and Little Qiao, and now it is just the dwelling place of an old girl.

On the branches of the moon, the sky is dark, the sound of the piano sounds from the attic, and the hustle and bustle of the day has long since disappeared after sunset. At this moment, the entire Taoyuan Village seems to be immersed in this melodious, elegant and soothing music.

Her hair is like a waterfall, and her white clothes are better than the snow. The plain-looking Mi Zhen does not need rouge and powder to decorate herself. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she has no admirers, so she has no desire to dress up. What's more, she doesn't wear makeup, as if she were sculpted naturally. Her beauty lies in Naturally, the beauty lies in the unaffected self.

The attic window was wide open, and Mi Zhen was kneeling by the window, her snow-colored pleated skirt fell to the ground like a blooming peony, she played the piano to the moon, her fingers were agile, and with her eyes closed, she seemed to be a banished fairy who had been punished for a lonely life.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Mi Zhen turned her head and looked outside the door, there was the sound of steady footsteps coming from the stairs to the attic, not in a hurry, as if one could imagine every step.

At this time, no one would dare to come here to disturb her, even the close friends Xiao Qiao and others never visited at night.

And hearing the footsteps, it was obviously a man.

She is like a canary, even though she is beautiful and charming and has countless admirers, as long as she is in Yizhou, no one dares to think of her.

Merry ghosts who wish to die under the peony flowers cannot come within three feet of this attic, and those who are capable of rushing up to the attic to get their wish, if they die, they will definitely be in groups with their families, young and old. Go to Huangquan.

As the administrative manager of Taoyuan Village, it is only natural for Mi Zhen to have guards. Even her second elder brother, Mi Fang, has to be notified when he comes to see her. Then the guards outside the attic can walk in here without any movement. Who is it, the answer is ready to come out.

Turning around and looking at the door, Mi Zhen became short of breath for some reason, how many years has her indifferent state of mind lasted?At least ten years, but at this moment, it seems that all the calmness has been broken.

Countless times, she had fantasized about that person appearing in front of her eyes, but it was far less frightening than it is now.

She is no longer the girl she was when she was young.

She had already bid farewell to the most beautiful Mood for Love.

Youth is gone, beauty is old, the panic in Mi Zhen's heart comes from the loss of all self-confidence.

She thought she would be ugly when she was over thirty.

Guo Jia, dressed in a dark red brocade robe, walked into Mi Zhen's boudoir as expected, holding a jug of wine and two cups in his hand.

When this man came into view again, Mi Zhen was in a trance.

"I don't know if you will come here, but if you are far away, please forgive me."

Mi Zhen didn't dare to look at Guo Jia, so she lowered her head slightly after paying respects, keeping her eyes away from one side.

Guo Jia walked over slowly, looking down at Mi Zhen from a high position, holding the jug and wine glass in his left hand, stretched out his right hand to pinch Mi Zhen's smooth and smooth chin, and lifted her face to look at him.

Mi Zhen didn't understand that Guo Jia didn't have a lustful and greedy look, but an expression of indifference like stagnant water, and Guo Jia had nothing to do with her.

In terms of beauties, anyone he picks at random in the backyard of his mansion is the most gorgeous beauty in the world.

When it comes to heart-to-heart talks, Mi Zhen is even worse than any of Guo Jia's wives and concubines, they are Guo Jia's best listeners.

The only thing she could think of was that Guo Jia was greedy for her beauty, maybe she was tired of delicacies from mountains and seas, and wanted to try something new for a change.

But now what Guo Jia makes Mi Zhen feel is endless pressure.

A person who holds the power over millions of lives no longer needs to be domineering. He has long since stopped being angry and arrogant. No one dares to be presumptuous in front of him. Those who dare to offend him must first dig their own grave and prepare their coffin.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

After Guo Jia said these four words lightly, he let go of his hand, turned around and pulled the low table in front of the bronze mirror in the room between the two of them, then put down the jug and wine glass, pulled out a soft cushion, and Guo Jia Jia knelt down, picked up the flagon and began to pour wine.

haven't seen you for a long time?

Mi Zhen smiled wryly in her heart.

This has been a long time, really a long time!
I am afraid that the last time we had such a formal face-to-face meeting was more than ten years ago.

At that time, Guo Jia showed his sharpness, but now he is detached and calm.

Compared with that time, Guo Jia only looks mature, a little vicissitudes, with a longer beard on his chin, and he looks like a more stable man.

"Are you afraid of me? Ten years ago, you could speak freely in front of me, why don't you even dare to speak now?"

Guo Jia poured two glasses of wine, and pushed one in front of Mi Zhen, holding the glass, Guo Jia, who looked a bit downcast, looked at Mi Zhen indifferently.

Mi Zhen sat up straight, she could see her plump and well-proportioned curves at a glance, but still couldn't make Guo Jia's expression change.

"Nowadays, everyone in the world tells the envoy to be brave, but the envoy tells everyone to be calm and detached. Not to mention me, I am afraid that there are few people who do not feel afraid in front of the envoy."

People's hearts are often like this, the more they can be seen through, the less lethal they are.

If Guo Jia is still yelling, beating, and killing a bloody person today, why should he subdue Ma Chao, who is braver and fiercer than him?
No one can see through Guo Jia's hole cards, and his means cannot be figured out by outsiders. It is such a seemingly harmless posture that allows him to sit firmly in the position of ruler and calmly control the overall situation .

Mi Zhen has seen Guo Jia who is rampant and murderous, but from the bottom of her heart, she is even more in awe of Guo Jia who is sitting in front of her and talks softly.

Regarding Mi Zhen's frank admission that she was afraid of herself, Guo Jia didn't say anything, and took a drink from the wine glass.

Majesty cannot be erected in a day. Since the other party is afraid, it is not possible for Guo Jia to suddenly show a smile and speak in a friendly tone to relieve the other party of this psychological pressure, not to mention that he is already calm.

"Hearing that your dear friend passed away, you have been depressed and unhappy recently, and the deceased is dead. I hope that you can break free from the sadness as soon as possible. You should know that countless people's hearts are on your body."

Mi Zhen didn't touch the wine glass, she lowered her head and said softly.

Although she is not in Chengdu, Chengdu has close contacts with Taoyuan Village, and she knows a lot of news.

Guo Jia's expression was slightly savage, but he quickly returned to calm.

His inner struggle was only due to his expectations of Xun Yu.

Destroy Cao Fuhan!

He can only do half of it, kill Cao!

Today, it is no longer possible for him to help the Han. If he helps the Han, not only will he push his own descendants to a dead end, but even the future of his group of civil servants and generals will be pushed into the abyss.

"Do you hate it?"

Guo Jia looked at Mi Zhen and asked softly.

She is Mi Fang's bargaining chip. She is a tool for the Mi family to survive in troubled times. She is a carefree daughter of a rich family, but she has endured loneliness for more than ten years.

Mi Zhen laughed at herself, she shook her head.

It's not that she doesn't hate, but that she has no right to hate at all.

In this turbulent era, countless people died, women were trampled as many as stars, and there were even such cruel and inhuman things as Yizi eclipsing each other. Why should she hate it?

No happiness is just the most common thing in this era, not a miserable thing.

Compared to others, Mi Zhen even feels lucky to be able to live without any worries until today.

Perhaps because of this, she lost the right to be happy when she had luck that others did not have.

After drinking another glass of wine, Guo Jia suddenly stood up, went around Mi Zhen, bent down and hugged her by the waist.

Mi Zhen was dumbfounded, and Guo Jia's powerful arms wrapped around her delicate body, she was more shocked than shy.

She didn't see a trace of lust in Guo Jia's eyes, and she was still indifferent.

piece.

She has long realized that she is just a pawn in the hands of the superior, even becoming Guo Jia's vassal is an extravagant hope.

Lifting the gauze curtain, Guo Jia threw her on the plain bed, Mi Zhen's eyes were moist.

A long time ago, she had prepared herself for this day, but it was by no means facing a Guo Jia who seemed unable to cheer up even toy with her.

He seemed to be just venting.

Or, she was just another move in his meticulous mind.

Mi Zhen understands that Guo Jia will not touch her for no reason, not even if it is drunk or having sex.

The only thing she could think of was that Guo Jia knelt in front of Tao Gongzu back then, and there was another deep meaning behind it.

It's just that she will never know where her value lies.

Take off your clothes and belts, and face each other naked.

For ten consecutive days, Guo Jia spent time in Mi Zhen's attic, reckless and indulgent.

Ordinary people may see this as a romantic affair, no one can, no one dares to accuse Guo Jia of anything.

Even Guo Jia's wives and concubines felt that the current situation was unexpected and embarrassing.

If it was a dubious woman like the brothel Goulan, they could express their dissatisfaction with Guo Jia, but now this woman is Mi Zhen, who has a lot of friendship with them, so they can only keep silent tacitly.

However, everyone invariably wanted to ask Guo Jia: Why?
After Xun Yu's death, Guo Jia neither led the army to seek justice for his best friend, nor did he work more diligently in his office.

(End of this chapter)