The son of Yuan Shao who traveled through the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 151

"Report to Miss Diao Chan, General, to see me." A soldier ran in to report.

"welcome."

Diao Chan came from a straight gravel road through the exotic flowers and plants on both sides, flying waterfalls and rocks.

Diao Chan double-breasted round neck, women's clothing printed on coarse cloth, the texture of this printed coarse cloth is very hard and thick, and the color is also very monotonous.Gray base, blue print.She stood lightly and unrestrainedly in front of me and stared at me lightly.Surprisingly, no makeup was applied on the beautiful and beautiful face, and there was a kind of indescribable beauty on the face.In my impression, Diao Chan appears in heavy makeup and colorful dresses almost every day. This kind of dress is very special, but it makes her more charming and charming.Her beautiful contour lines and icy skin and snowy skin, this beauty is a gift from the gods, wrapped in a coarse cloth women's clothing, making her more natural and beautiful.

The dazzling sunlight passed through the sparse forest at the door and sprinkled on her exquisite body, as if wearing a colorful fairy dress on her body, which made people obsessed.Her black and soft hair was tied in a simple bun on her head, fixed with a wooden hairpin, and a small strand of hair was casually hanging down her temples. She also had a unique charm of indulgence, which was exposed under the coarse cloth skirt. A pair of well-fitting nudes in red shoes.

What kind of shocking effect can a delicate body and rough clothes match, will it suffocate people?

I was a little dumbfounded, and asked in surprise for a long time: "Miss Diaochan, what do you mean?"

Diao Chan bowed down and got up, and said calmly: "General, Diao Chan is here to say goodbye."

"Farewell" I suddenly thought of something; "I heard that the girl donated all the valuables to help the victims of the disaster the year before last. If your livelihood is a problem, General Ben will return the money to you. Please sit down, girl."

Diao Chan shook her head: "It's not a problem to earn a living. Living in the General's Mansion, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking. Besides, Lian'er and I know how to sew, so we can get by with sewing and mending." Lian'er is her maid.

Having said that, I haven't seen Diao Chan for almost a year, and I didn't expect her life to be untenable due to my negligence.

I walked over and whispered; "Stretch out your hand."

Diao Chan's delicate body trembled, and she slowly raised a pair of slender hands to her chest, and opened them.The hands that were originally as soft and smooth as suet jade actually have a fine layer of cuts, which are left by the weak and arrogant young lady who handles needlework. How can a thin and slender body resist the invasion of excessive toil.I started to feel a sense of guilt.There was an urge to hold this woman in his arms and love and caress freely.

Diao Chan clenched her palms tightly, turned around on the spot, faced me with her extremely beautiful profile, and said quietly: "The general's slave family is leaving. I wonder if I will have the honor to present a song and dance for the general tonight." Her expression His speech and tone of voice were very resentful, and my heart ached a little in the face of the rare beauty in the world.

"Why are you leaving, isn't Jizhou good?"

Diao Chan sobbed a little, with tears on her long eyelashes, she turned around, turned her slim back to me, her shoulders trembled violently, and said in a mournful voice; "Cicada is an ominous person, staying here will cause harm. The general's—" Without saying anything to me, I couldn't help but burst into tears, and rushed out sobbing.

This beauty who has experienced many things in the world must have felt my deliberate dodge, so she was sad in her heart, so she said what she just said.In fact, if you think about it carefully, what does the downfall of Dong Zhuo and his son, and the death of Wang Yun have to do with her.She was nothing more than a tool that was used up and thrown away.Pure Sacrifice.At least, during the period of time I knew her, her grace, kindness, and help to the people prevented me from associating her with words like ambition and conspiracy.

Before I knew it, my wariness towards her dissipated bit by bit, and only the emerald face and mature body outline remained in my mind, beautiful, kind, and rare in the world, It's haunting.Was ruined by Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo!

The wide sleeves are relaxed, and the neon clothes dance with butterflies flying and geese spinning.

Diao Chan's light body dances in the water pavilion facing the small bridge in the pond.There is a verdant and green pastoral spring scene here, which happens to be a place for banquets and gatherings in summer.Diao Chan asked to live here because of its cleanliness and serenity.

The wooden partitioned room on the south side of the waterside pavilion is where she and her maid Lian Er lived.The door is inlaid with four pieces of marble slabs one foot high, with Zhong Yao's handwriting engraved on them.When I was still living in Luoyang, I gave it as a gift.Inside were a few low tables of ebony with inlaid patterns, and a sandalwood burner was placed on it, and the curling smoke, like Diao Chan's dance at this time, rushed up to the roof slowly and softly.The whole room is not luxurious but neat and elegant.

Lian Er is serving tea in the water pavilion, she is a pretty girl, extremely clever, her big black pearl-like eyes twinkle with a smile, she seems to be able to talk when she looks at you.

On the left and right sides of the waterside pavilion, there are shaded by trees and green shade. A long corridor connects the waterside pavilion and extends into the pond.The moonlight is calm, and the twinkling Milky Way hangs down to the earth. People are beautiful, and the night is also beautiful.

Diao Chan's figure is so soft that it can be folded in half. Her graceful dance steps and her chanting like a fairy voice made me feel like a layer of smoke rose in front of my eyes, and it was like being in the fairy pavilion of Qionglou. It is Chang'e of the Moon Palace.No, I'm going to make the mistake of Marshal Canopy.

Diao Chan's dance is condensed and familiar, and her hands, eyes, steps, and facial expressions are highly unified, all of which have reached the highest level of dance.Every movement can arouse your heart surging, a smile makes your blood rush to the top of your head, as long as you look at her impulsiveness is everywhere.

The lotus leaves float on the water, just like the bright moon floating in the dark green sky. Because of the dense leaves, the color of the lotus leaves is darker.A layer of blisters protrudes around the lotus leaf, under which cunning fish are lurking to peek at the wonderful dancing and singing of this fairy in the world.

The reflection of the moonlight in the center of the pool is mixed with the color of the water, as if floating a piece of light blue gem jade.

Diao Chan's singing changed from carefree and emotional to resentful, and the eyes that looked at me changed from passion to infinite melancholy, and now the despair is deep, desolate, and tears are shining.That look of anger and resentment is like a sharp sword, enough to pierce any man's heart.

At the end of the song, Diao Chan's long dance steps stopped slowly, and she twirled gracefully in a circle.Her eyes were getting darker and darker, becoming a little bit more sinister.Biting his lip suddenly, he called out, "General, Cicada is gone."

A plump snow-white hand stretched out from a rather long sleeve, holding a dagger that reflected the moonlight in it, and it suddenly fell towards his chest while spinning.

The teapot in Lian Er's hand fell to the ground and shattered.After a lightning-like astonishment, I rolled over from behind the short table, but was a step too late. Suddenly, the sharp blade pierced through the purple skirt and pierced into the chest, and blood gushed out immediately.

Lian Er let out a scream and ran over, crying and supporting Diao Chan who was about to faint, and said: "Miss, why are you bothering, at least you still have me, and Lian Er, you can't commit suicide"

I hugged that beautiful body between my arms nervously, and said to Lian'er: "Quick, go and open the door."

Diao Chan lay weakly on the couch, tears rolled out of her tightly closed eyes.

I stabbed and tore off the purple skirt covering his wound, revealing the dagger and a lotus root-like skin inside.I took out the bottle of gold sore medicine that I carried with me from my arms.Open it and pour out the yellow medicine powder inside and sprinkle it on her bleeding wound, the blood flow was stopped immediately Zhu Diaochan was sweating profusely in pain, and let out a deep cry.

I sternly said, "Why are you so crazy, why are you committing suicide, what do you think?" Diao Chan had already lost consciousness, what did she say.

What can I do now, the dagger has penetrated into the vitals at that position, if I don't pull it out quickly, I will die.I hastily greeted Lian'er and asked someone to grab the medicine and make Mafeisan.

Before the dagger was pulled out, Diao Chan had been in a deep coma, her pretty face was ashen and ashen.Pull out the knife and throw it into the copper basin filled with clear water held by Lian'er. With a crisp clang, a dazzling flower of blood bloomed on the surface of the water.A blood arrow shot out from the wound with a warm fishy smell.Two finger-length openings turned out bloodshot white flesh, and purple-black plasma bubbled out, instantly dyeing half of the bed red.The purplish red sore medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will be soaked in blood after a while.I thought to myself, surgery is definitely not possible, so I can only suture at this moment.

With the previous experience of suturing Changxi's ligaments, it should have been easier this time, but it was even more tense, because the lower abdomen and the arms were originally two different things.Under the effect of Ma Feisan, Diao Chan didn't feel anyone on her lower abdomen at all. She pierced her flesh with a steel needle and sewed up the two- to three-inch-long opening. , After the wound was stitched up, there was only one thought in my mind, saving people is much more difficult than killing people.

Lian Er brought a bowl of bitter medicine, which was used to stop the bleeding.With tears in her eyes and sobbing, she opened Diao Chan's mouth and fed it with a spoon.The bleeding finally stopped.With my dagger I cut the twine that was suturing the wound.Lian Er's hand holding the bowl kept trembling, she had never seen a needle prick a living person's belly.In her opinion, even if the young lady survived, she was tortured to death by the steel needle.

The two halves of the wound connected by hemp rope are like the closed mouth of a child.Seeing that, Lian'er's scalp went numb for a while.I can't care less about this little girl.Three or two strokes stripped off Diao Chan's upper body clothes, revealing her snow-white skin.Then he ordered Lian'er to fetch a white cloth, wrapped it around her waist, and covered the wound. Lian'er was ashamed and frightened, her face was as red as a ripe persimmon waiting to be picked, she kept biting her lip hard, He looked down at his toes in embroidered shoes.

I said: "No way, to save lives." Diao Chan has no other servants here, only Lian Er and her. Although the bleeding from the wound has stopped, Diao Chan is already so angry that her eyelids are convulsed It was bouncing, and the corners of the eyes overflowed with bright teardrops, I don't know if I can hold on.

I said to Lian Er: "Go to the front and tell Mrs. Zhen, let her come and take care of it, and I will prescribe a prescription for your young lady to continue her life."

I have a prescription there, I will go to the book.I was caught off guard and powerless to be stabbed into a vital wound like her.Judging from the knife body, the wound was four or five inches deep. I am afraid that the internal organs have been injured. Surgery can be performed in modern times, but the Three Kingdoms does not have this condition.I also need to find some medicinal pills to treat internal injuries.

After looking through the books for a long time, I was sweating anxiously. I finally found one. It is a kind of elixir. Hua Tuo is also exaggerating, and he named it "Huanyang Pill". Refined from a precious medicinal material.Hua Tuo only tried it once because he couldn't afford the materials.It's too expensive, almost twenty taels of silver for each pill, which is the income of an ordinary family for a year.

Fortunately, these medicinal materials are all prepared by the General's Mansion.The time-consuming process of refining the Huanhun Pill, from the selection of medicinal materials to the refining and refining into pills, took me one night.It doesn't matter if you're sleepy or tired, I'm just worried that Diao Chan must not have any troubles.Her actions made me unbelievable, and completely subverted the image of this woman in my heart.

According to my calculations, the wound was less than three inches above, and it hit the heart. This kind of desperate method cannot be acting.

The reason why he committed suicide was because he was sad about his rough experience, his tragic fate, or because he had nothing to love in life.

Beauty needs a little emotional sustenance.Maybe she doesn't love me at all, but she urgently needs a generous and gentle shoulder that can bear everything and be strong enough to rely on.

I walked into the room with more than [-] pills prepared, and a large group of doctors had already surrounded here.Zhen Mi and Cai Yan are also here.Seeing me coming in, Zhen Mi said anxiously: "Husband, you are here, Miss Diao Chan is not going to survive, she has a fever, how did this happen?"

Cai Yan said: "Husband, your medical skills are so good, save her quickly."

Inflammation, again inflammation.How to save without anti-inflammatory drugs.Let's see if Mr. Hua Tuo's Huanyang Pill is really effective.

I nodded heavily, squeezed a pill with two fingers, walked over and stuffed it into Diao Chan's tightly closed mouth.Her face was covered with a layer of iron blue, a bit like vermilion lacquer, and her whole body was trembling and trembling because of the fever.

I motioned to all the doctors to go back, they would definitely not be able to help anyway.Diao Chan's upper body was naked, but a Sichuan brocade blanket covered her exquisite body.
I said to Cai Yan and Zhen Mi: "If the fever doesn't subside within two hours, I have nothing to do."

Zhen Mi blurted out: "How did she get into such a state?" Cai Yan didn't speak but looked at me suspiciously.From the bottom of my heart, I felt a feeling that even jumping into the Yellow River couldn't wash away.

Zhen Mi's apricot eyes widened in anger, pointing at Diao Chan who was naked from the upper body, she said tremblingly: "Have you ever bullied her?"

Damn, I was also anxious, jumped up and shouted; "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?" Zhen Mi was startled, as if she didn't know that I had the courage to shout at her.With tears streaming down her face, she sternly said, "What are you shouting for? They obviously committed suicide after dancing for you. You, how can you tell?" Zhen Mi was most annoyed that Diao Chan had no clothes on.

When I saw Luoshen crying bitterly, I felt guilty and sad in my heart, and said softly: "You go back first, when Diao Chan wakes up, you can ask yourself, it really has nothing to do with your husband."

Zhen Mi was outraged and walked away.Cai Yan ignored me and followed me.

I looked back, and Lian'er, who was standing behind me, felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with her. I don't know what this little girl said to the two wives.

Lian'er is very smart, she immediately knew what I meant when I looked at her, and she took the initiative to confess without waiting for me to ask her a question. "General, Lian'er and Madam are telling the truth, there is no falsehood at all. Do you want to punish Lian'er?"

I smiled wryly and said, "I won't punish you, you tell me the truth about what you told Madam."

"The servant girl just told the two wives that the young lady committed suicide after singing and dancing for the general. I dare not say anything else. Lian Er knows the rules of a big family and dare not talk too much. For example, when Mrs. Zhen asked Have you ever talked to the lady? I said of course I said it, and I said a lot. The lady asked me what I said, but I didn’t dare to say it, so I shook my head and said I don’t know. Those who can’t say it, this is a servant rules.

And my wife asked me why the lady didn't have any clothes on, and I said that the general took them off.The faces of the two ladies, one was pale and the other was livid, and their silver teeth were gritting. The slave knew that they were angry. When Mrs. Cai asked why the slave undressed the young lady, I didn't dare to speak.I said that the general asked me to go to work, and I was not in the house.

General, you can't blame the servant girl for this matter. The servant girl has tried her best to cover it up for you, but the matter is still very troublesome. What should I do? "

Damn, sister, aren't you hurting your brother? Why don't you explain everything to them, this is just adding fuel to the fire, is there such a trick? !
I rolled my eyes for a long time, took several deep breaths to suppress the anger in my heart, and said to myself, Sister Lian'er, I really want to send you to the military camp as a comfort woman, you have made this general miserable.People should not be judged by their appearance, they look like a smart person, how can they act in such a muddled manner.

But I didn't notice that there was an imperceptible trace of cunning in Lian'er's eyes with her head lowered.

Fortunately, MM Diaochan woke up in less than two hours, and I can have my grievances rehabilitated.

(End of this chapter)