Chapter 703: Xiang Xiaoyu died
Pingyuan City was like an undefended city, and the Jing army drove straight into it with almost no effort and completely controlled Pingyuan City.
Sun Quan was brought to Liu Ze, hanging his head and looking embarrassed. "If this matter hadn't been instigated by Zhou Yu, it wouldn't have been today's situation, a certain crime is known, and I ask King Jing for mercy."
"Should you give birth to a child like Sun Zhongmou? It seems that Cao Cao still exalted you back then, hehe. Liu Ze said sarcastically.
Sun Quan was ashamed, but he was very worried in his heart, he didn't know how Liu Ze wanted to deal with him, after all, this betrayal was almost unforgivable.
Liu Ze didn't humiliate him anymore, and said lightly: "For Xiangxiang's sake, I won't embarrass you, go down, you have time to think." ”
Sun Quan was taken down, and Liu Ze turned around and asked Pan Fengdao, "What about Zhou Yu?" ”
Pan Fengyu reported: "Zhou Yu and his wife have committed suicide by poisoning. ”
Liu Ze, the official of the Plains Mansion, will not go wrong even if he closes his eyes, Zhou Yu's suicide is in the back house, Liu Ze walked in, Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao both crouched on the table, and an empty wine jug fell to the ground.
Liu Ze probed Zhou Yu's nose with his fingers, and there was no breath at all, but his body was warm, obviously just deceased.
Liu Ze couldn't help but sigh secretly, Zhou Yu could be regarded as his lifelong opponent, Liu Ze didn't expect that Zhou Yu would end his own life in this way when the army was defeated.
Zhou Yu's military talent can also be called a wrestler in the Three Kingdoms era, but unfortunately, he has encountered an opponent like Liu Ze in his life, and his pearl is destined to be overshadowed.
Liu Ze's gaze fell on Xiao Qiao again. At this time, Xiao Qiao's body moved suddenly, Liu Ze was overjoyed, stepped forward to pick her up, and said eagerly: "Xiao Qiao-Xiao Qiao-you wake up-"
Although Xiao Qiao drank the dove wine earlier than Zhou Yu, she only took a sip. And Zhou Yu poured a whole pot of wine into his stomach, so Zhou Yu had already died of poison, but Xiao Qiao was still there.
Xiao Qiao slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw clearly that it was Liu Ze's face, she showed a hint of joy.
"Brother Ze...... Is that you...... Is it really you? ”。
Liu Ze couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, Xiao Qiao's soft words made him feel as if he had returned to more than twenty years ago. "Come on, pass on Hua Tuo quickly!"
Pan Feng is a black line, it seems that the lord is really dizzy, this time Hua Tuo did not come to the plain with the army. Instead, he stayed in Xudu, not only Huatuo, but the entire logistics system was still stranded in Xudu, which was originally known to the lord, and it seemed that he was in a hurry to say so.
"Lord, Doctor Hua is still in Xudu at the moment, even if he is hurrying, I'm afraid it's too late."
Xiao Qiao grabbed Liu Ze's wrist. Shaking his head lightly, he said, "No need, I'm drinking Heding Red." There is no cure. Before I die, I can see you again, and I have no regrets about dying. ”
"Xiao Qiao, you say otherwise, I'm late, I'm late!"
Xiao Qiao smiled sadly and said, "This is my fate." I can't complain about anyone, Zhou Yu is my husband, although I have never loved him in this life, but I am willing to die with him today...... Brother Ze. In this life, you and I have no fate, I hope ...... I wish we could be together in the next life......"
After saying this, Xiao Qiao's slender jade palm, which was as white as jade, slipped down from Liu Ze's palm, her long eyelashes were also closed, and there was a crystal teardrop hanging on her eyelashes.
Even if he is a strong man, he has completely melted away at this moment.
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The Qingshui River outside Ganling City is sparkling and flowing quietly.
The Qingshui River is still the narrow wooden bridge, but due to the war, there is no bustling crowd on this wooden bridge, and there is no one at the moment, empty, the wooden bridge has been in disrepair for many years, it has become dilapidated, and even the handrails on the side of the bridge are completely gone.
I don't know when, a woman dressed as a noble lady suddenly came on the wooden bridge, graceful and luxurious, with an elegant temperament, but at this moment there was no one on the bank of the Qingshui River, and she could only look forward to the reflection in the river.
She stared at the shadow of the river in a daze, when the river almost killed her.
Luckily, she met him and luckily picked up a life, but in the end, it became her greatest misfortune.
"Since you abandoned me like a shoe, why did you bother to save me back in the first place?"
She muttered to herself, her eyes foggy.
In the past, she was discouraged and only wanted to die.
It's a pity that God pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and doesn't want to destroy the flowers with her hands, she turned around from the ghost gate and came back.
That's when the seeds of hatred sprouted.
The end of love is hate, the depth of love is the depth of hatred, and behind the unforgettable love is the unforgettable hatred, and she is determined to take revenge on the unsympathetic man at all costs.
In this troubled world, a woman's power is humble, so humble that it is almost negligible, and if she alone takes revenge, it can be said that this is a dream that will never be realized.
But she didn't give up, once the fire of hatred was planted, it took root in her heart, and she had become crazy for revenge.
With the help of men, this is her only hope, and she has the capital of beauty, so many men fall under her pomegranate skirt, and she begins to weave her own dreams.
It's a pity that fate is not on her side, and failure after failure makes her dream farther and farther away, until it is finally shattered.
Time can wash away everything, but the hatred in her heart has never diminished, every time she is frightened in the middle of the night, every time she wakes up from a nightmare, tears are fragrant, and this hatred is endless.
Eventually, she despaired, and the loss of the plains made her utterly desperate.
Standing by the Qingshui River, she suddenly returned to yesterday, how noble, elegant, and reserved she used to be, but in the past ten years, for hatred, she has suffered a lot of humiliation and done many things against her will.
Is it worth it? A voice asked her a question from the bottom of his mind.
She shook her head in confusion and confusion, love was painful, but did she really love?
A sense of helplessness and sadness surged into her heart, the road was her own, and she had no turning back when she came to this point.
The Qingshui River only opened a ripple, and soon returned to calm, calm as usual. (To be continued......)