It is said that the sun is the warmest in winter, but at this moment, no matter how warm the sun is, it can't warm Zhen'er's heart.

Why?

Her hands and feet are now tied, and she is surrounded by dry firewood, like a firewood house. She woke up to such a general scene, the chagrin in her heart, she knew that this was the case, she should have listened to what Mr. Wumo said, and stopped releasing the carrier pigeon.

However, it's okay not to think about Wumo, when I think of this person, I really get angry. She didn't understand why he and the general were outside the door, uh, well, outside the back door, and they were subjected to such a sharp three arrows, and the men in black were good, they entered the house with a big grin, and took people away! The point is, at such a critical time, I can't find Wumo's figure! Zhen'er took a hard bite in his heart, bullying the soft bones who are afraid of the hard!

Now that it's okay, I can only be in a hurry, not to mention where this is, Zhao Ji's illness is all cured?

"Ahh

The fairy-like person sneezed fiercely, and secretly thought to himself, I haven't offended anyone recently!

Seeing this, Lu Buwei on the side looked worried and asked, "Sir, is it cold?" ”

"It's nothing," Wumo waved his hand, and before he could finish speaking, another sneeze.

"Zhang Jian, add some charcoal to the house!" Lu Buwei was not ambiguous, and immediately called Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian responded, added charcoal, and heard his master say: "The last time Mr. came to the house, Lu didn't entertain him, and Mr. left in a hurry. This time, sir, don't brush Lu's kindness again! ”

"That being the case, Wu is better than being respectful!" But in my heart, I slandered, even if you drove me away, I would rely on it. The man you took still owes me his life, how can he just leave?

"So good, so good." Lu Buwei smiled, but no matter which angle he looked at, the smile was a little stiff. He just found Zhao Chan, this Wumo came to the house again, and I don't know what he wants to do? Originally, it was just a pleasantry, but this person kicked his nose in the face.

Wu Mo smiled and smiled evilly: "Wu's trip to Handan this time may take some time to leave, if Mr. doesn't mind, it's convenient to let Wu have a place to stay." ”

After this face, it will climb directly on your head! Although he thought so in his heart, he was silent on his face, after all, he was a god, and he offered it, because he still had a lot to know: "Don't dare, don't dare, Mr. can live as long as he wants, I'm afraid that Mr. Lu will be wronged by this cold house!" ”

"That's good, that's good!" Wu Mo smiled, still looking light, but there was already a trace of cunning in his eyes.

"I don't know what Mr. is doing here in Handan?" Lu Buwei asked knowingly, this is not clear, for the sake of the current situation. Qin, Zhao, and Wei are currently facing each other, which involves a great deal of power, and if he wants to benefit from it, I'm afraid he still needs to ask for it. As for Wumo, although he was sure that this person came to fight, he did not necessarily go for profit, and besides, this person must have known something before!

"Why did Mr. Lu knowingly ask? You and I are both understanding people, so why bother playing any dumb riddles! Boring! Wu Mo smiled again, but this time, there was a hint of consideration in his black and white eyes. Immediately, as if inadvertently, he patted Lu Buwei's shoulder, turned around in a dashing manner, and left!

Lu Buwei was puzzled, this person looked like an immortal, rich and handsome, but his speech was always not as crisp as his appearance, he liked to play dumb riddles with people, ambiguous, and then pretended to be mysterious and irresponsible and walked away. Lü Buwei had to admit that God is him, and sometimes the god stick is also him.

However, no matter what Wu Mo came to Handan to do, he couldn't stop what Lu Buwei wanted to do! Recuperate, now it's the last moment, no matter what, he doesn't allow anyone's destruction!

"Sir, Mr. Wumo has been settled, in the north wing." Zhang Jian spoke out at the right time.

"Send someone to guard, and pay extra attention to every move!" Lü Buwei only felt a little apprehensive.

"Sir, rest assured, Zhang Jian has already sent someone to guard it, and the eyeliner has already been arranged!"

"I don't want a basket like Zhao Chan to appear again!" Lu Buwei's brows furrowed, as if his heart could be a little irritated when he thought of the woman.

"Sir, relieved, this time the people have been screened layer by layer!" Zhang Jian replied respectfully, looking humble.

"Zhang Jian, follow me to see her!"

This she is referring to Zhao Chan.

Zhao Chan curled up in front of the window, the window was closed, and the door was closed. At this time, although Zhao Chan's face was still a little pale, looking at her expression, her spirit had recovered a lot. There was confusion in her eyes, she only remembered that before she fell asleep, her head was very heavy, and the bamboo slip in front of her was a handsome man, different from Wumo's dust, that man was tough, and his whole body exuded an irresistible coercion.

Yes, it is coercion, it is coercion from the battle-hardened and bloody training. He is Wang Jian and a famous general of the Qin State in World War I. And she, Zhao Chan, a humble dancing girl, is favored by him, and she can still use his feelings for herself to fulfill another person she feels guilty about. Zhao Chan admitted that she was a selfish person, and Wang Jian was a stranger to her, a stranger, or a stranger, at least the father of her child. She protects her shortcomings, and she can't give Inhumans what she is most precious, so she can only give Inhumans what they want. And Wang Jian is destined to be sad, but she still can't take care of a stranger's heart.

Squeak!

The door opened, and the room was brighter.

Zhao Chan's head was buried in her knees, and she didn't look up, but she knew who it was.

"Why betray?" The momentum of the person who came was still undiminished, and the opening was a question.

Zhao Chan raised her head, her eyes were dull. After a year, she saw this person again, but in the past year, many things have become unrecognizable, such as his image to her, and her heart to him.

"Why don't you let me go?" Zhao Chan asked rhetorically, she has no use value for him, does she?

"Over the years, you should know very well that I don't like the feeling of losing control the most." Lu Buwei smiled, his expression was cold, and he was a little evil.

"From the moment you saved me, you should have known that I could lose your control at any time." Zhao Chan sneered, laughing at her fascination with the smile of the person in front of her at the beginning, because now it seems that this person's smile is so terrible, and it is so cold that it penetrates people's hearts.

"You ......" Lu Buwei was choked, and he couldn't find the words to refute for a while.

"Zhao Chan used the price of her life in exchange for the grace of her husband's life, I don't know if Mr. is satisfied?" Zhao Chan sneered, I don't know if it was the man in front of her or to herself.

"What do you know?" Lu Buwei suddenly realized something and blurted out.

Zhao Chan laughed even louder: "Thanks to Mr. Fu, Zhao Chan knows everything." Eight daughters, twin sons. It's ridiculous, Mr. Lu! You believe the words of such charlatans! ”

Although she had already guessed that this prophecy was said by Wu Mo, and Wu Mo was indeed different from ordinary charlatans, she just wanted to mock it at this moment.

Lu Buwei was so angry that he couldn't speak, he only felt that there was more air in and less air out. After a while, he waved his sleeves, turned around and left, leaving a sentence that echoed in the air for a long time: Leave her alive, so I can watch it!