The lights in the room were on, and a shadow was cast on the thin window screen. Looking out the window, the shadow looked down and seemed to be looking at something.

In the room, Diao Chan sat by the window, and there was a picture scroll spread out on the table next to the window.

She was adopted by Wang Yun when she was young, was taught to sing, dance, music and painting, and was also given the opportunity to study. She is not talented and can't read doctrine, but she likes to read poetry and music.

Every time I read to the depths, I always yearn for those who are talented in poetry, traveling through mountains and rivers, and every flower, tree, grass and stone can be poetry, and they can express their feelings.

So when she was young, she thought that she could meet a scholar, who was a tourist, carrying a bag and a hat, and traveling through the mountains and rivers until she met her.

On the scroll in front of her, there is a white-clothed scholar carrying a bookcase on his back, and the scholar is wearing a hat, but his face is not painted.

Because she thought about it for a long time, she didn't know what that person should look like, whether he was handsome, ordinary, or not good-looking. She couldn't figure it out, so she just wanted to wait until she met the man and then draw him.

Now it seems that there is no chance to draw it.

"What are you supposed to be?" Diao Chan looked at the person in the picture scroll and asked softly, but unfortunately the person in the painting would not answer her.

As the night got dark, she put away the scroll, and if she could, she hoped that she would see such a person again in the future, and she would be able to record his face. I don't want to meet him again, just look at it from a distance, so that she can draw it.

She put the scroll back in the box and turned her head sideways to look out the window in a daze, which should not be much time for her.

Remembering something again, she got up from the table and went to the cabinet and took out a box of needlework and cloth.

The light in the room was on, casting a shadow on the window screen, and from the window, the people in the room seemed to be embroidering something with a needle and thread.

On the second day, a letter was sent to Dong Zhuo of Xiangguo, because Situ Wang Yun wanted to entertain him, but Dong Zhuo had not yet decided whether to go or not.

"Click." The wheel ran over a stone on the ground and stopped.

The people in the carriage lifted the curtain and walked down from it, wearing black warm armor and a purple and gold goose feather crown on their heads.

Lu Bu came back from the court, his face was a little gloomy, and now Dong Zhuo has the sole power in the court, but he has become more and more ridiculous, and some of the things he has done are difficult for him to see.

At that time, he abandoned Ding Yuan because he was bound under Ding Yuan and couldn't show it, and he saw that he had great ambitions.

At this time, it seems that today's Dong Zhuo is no better than Ding Yuan. If you continue like this, you will kill yourself sooner or later.

"General."

When the guard in front of the door saw Lu Bu, as if he had something to report, he stepped forward and stood beside Lu Bu.

"General, a woman visited in the morning and said that she had something to tell the general. Still waiting in the front room, the general can be seen? ”

Woman?

may have been interrupted from his thoughts, and Lu Bu's face was a little unsightly.

Or maybe he guessed who this woman was, and after a while, he said.

"Bring her to me."

After speaking, he stood in front of the house.

I didn't think I wanted to entertain the woman, but I just waited for the woman to come out and finish what she was going to say, and then I was ready to let her leave.

"Yes."

The guards beside Lu Bu stepped back and walked quickly to lead the woman.

didn't ask Lu Bu to wait long, and the guard walked up with a woman, it was indeed Diao Chan.

But unlike yesterday's red makeup, at this time she was just wearing light clothes, which was not a little glamorous, but also had a few more different tastes.

"Didn't I tell you, if Wang Situ has something, let him say it himself." Lu Bu's voice was a little deep, he didn't like to repeat what he had said a second time.

Diao Chan seemed to have anticipated Lu Bu's attitude, saluted, and whispered.

"Don't worry, general, the little girl didn't come today for her father's business."

After all, for a woman, Lu Bu breathed a sigh of relief and didn't care about anything.

"What's the matter?"

"The little woman spoke abruptly yesterday and offended the general, and today she is here to apologize." As he spoke, Diao Chan took something from his waist, and it was a cloth man.

The appearance of the cloth man made Lu Bu stunned.

is also a general, different from Lu Bu's one, but it is exquisite. But there are also seven points of similarity, and it can be seen that it is intentional.

"The cloth people in my hometown have the meaning of blessing peace, not precious, and I hope the general will accept it."

Putting the cloth man into Lu Bu's hands, Diao Chan lowered his head.

"The little woman took her leave first."

With that, he left down the street.

Lu Bu didn't say anything, and took the cloth man in his hand, bless peace.

He looked down at the cloth man in his hand.

His wife also liked to make these things, and at that time he asked her to do less, but she just smiled and said that it was to bless peace, and taught Lingqi to do it.

"Daddy will come back safely."

Thinking of what Lingqi said when she gave her cloth, Lu Bu raised her eyebrows.

What kind of safety can this cloth man keep, he took the cloth man in his hand, and finally sighed, took it into his arms, and accepted it.

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When he came back from the mountain, Zhuge Liang sent Zhuge Ying to rest, and Zhuge Jun went to prepare dinner.

Gu Nan sat in front of the hall to cook the medicine, and the medicine needed to be boiled for a while. By the time of dinner, Zhuge Ying woke up and should be just ready to drink.

The fan fanned the fire, causing the flames to stir, and sometimes, one or two sparks flew out to illuminate the walls of the furnace at night.

A thin layer of smoke wafted from the furnace, half-enveloping the courtyard, with the smell of medicine.

"Master." Lingqi's voice came from behind him, and Gu Nan looked back.

Before she could react, Lingqi put a bouquet of flowers on her head.

Looking at the white petals against her slightly dull face, the girl smiled.

Gu Nan's face turned red, and he helplessly reached out and flicked it on her forehead: "Have you learned to tease the master?" ”

After speaking, he was about to take off the bouquet when there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway.

It was Zhuge Liang who walked over.

Gu Nan turned his head and asked casually, "Is Xiaoying asleep?" ”

"Well, asleep."

Zhuge Liang answered, looked at Gu Nan, and saw that she was carrying a flower.

was stunned for a moment, then showed a smiling expression on his face, and then said after a while.

"Mr. Gu is like this, it's very good-looking."

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Calmly took off the bouquet with a calm face, and Gu Nan lowered his head depressedly to cook the medicine.

Zhuge Liang didn't know what he said wrong, touched his head, and sat down.

There was silence between the three of them for a moment.

"Xiaoliang." Gu Nan lightly fanned the fire under the medicine pot and said loudly.

"Huh?" Zhuge Liang was looking up at the night when he heard Gu Nan's voice answer.

"If you're going out of the mountains, where do you want to go after you get out of the mountains?"