The courtyard is ajar and never seems to be closed all year round.

A few sycamore leaves floated down, swirled with the autumn wind for a while, and then fell to the ground.

It's like a person's life. No matter how magnificent and extraordinary it once was, it was nothing more than a billet of loess in the end.

An old woman walked out of the house, and although she had experienced wind and frost, she could still vaguely see the beauty of her youth. Although those eyes are wrinkled, they are still smart, and people can't help but sigh how she was when she was young.

She always smiled when she heard this, and said in a low voice that she was just an ordinary person. Someone asked her why she always half-closed the courtyard door, but she always forgot to close it.

Actually, she was waiting for someone. It's just that she already knows that that person will never push the door open again.

She always dreamed about what happened when she was younger.

At that time, it was still the Three Kingdoms, and she grew up in her father-in-law's house since she was a child, and she heard about the turmoil of the situation from her father-in-law, and she also knew how important politics was to the people.

His father-in-law was valued by the king of Shu, and one day he visited secretly.

Then her father-in-law called her.

Later, she got her own task, which was to get rid of the famous god of war of the Wei State, Lu Bu.

At that time, she was only eighteen years old, and she had been raised in the boudoir since she was a child, and although she knew the political situation, she had never learned the slightest martial arts or the art of war, and she couldn't help but be a little at a loss.

"However, this god of war Lu Bu, even General Zilong can't capture him, what can Chan'er do to get rid of him?" She wondered.

"Beauty tricks." Seeing that she was puzzled, the father-in-law continued to speak.

"Chan'er was born with a beautiful appearance, can sing and dance, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, such a beauty, how could he Lu Fengxian not be tempted?"

"The success or failure of this plan is only in his heart for you."

When Diao Chan exited the house, the moon was already hanging on her head.

She was a little sad. It turns out that these skills that I have to learn since I was a child are probably years of planning.

She thought she had a home, but it turned out to be just a pawn.

She is also an ordinary woman, thinking that one day she will be able to marry a wishful husband, and from then on, she raised her eyebrows and joined the old white head. But she is destined to be unable to fulfill such a simple dream.

But soon, Diao Chan, who is well versed in current affairs, figured it out. No matter how unwilling he is, Emperor Wei is cruel, if the world returns to the Cao family, the people will be miserable. Getting rid of his right-hand man Lu Bu can be regarded as a great thing to do for the people.

She walked back to her room and made up in the mirror.

On the second day, she met the famous god of war, Lu Fengxian.

From a distance, he was tall and majestic, holding a halberd.

"Takeo Ichisuke." Diao Chan sighed in his heart.

Three rounds of drinking.

Her father-in-law called her to add wine to General Lu.

She understood, and walked over.

On this day, Diao Chan has been carefully dressed, and it was originally the appearance of the city, and now it is even more stunning.

Lu Bu glanced at the little woman who added wine casually, but he never looked away.

Seeing this, the father-in-law pushed the boat down the river and said a few words, and said that he would marry Diao Chan to General Lu as a concubine.

That Lu Bu was overjoyed, after all, he really liked this stunning beauty. But he didn't say yes.

Rather, he said it.

"Feng Xian had the heart to marry this beauty, but he didn't know that the beauty was willing to marry me."

Diao Chan, who had never raised his eyes, heard the words and raised his head to look at him. He was born a little handsome.

What she didn't expect was that this person would consider her thoughts.

Diao Chan has been under the care of others since he was a child, and he has never been able to make his own decisions about anything, even if it is a lifelong event.

There are people today who think for her.

Looking at her father-in-law's somewhat anxious face, she only felt funny in her heart. This person who usually treats her like a father is not as good as this strange man who meets in the water.

She nodded slightly, with a hint of shyness.

"The little woman has already heard of the general's name, and it is like thunder. It would be a great honor to marry a general. ”

The stepfather smiled with satisfaction. She looked at the man, his brow darkened with joy.

"Being so favored by a beautiful woman is also a blessing for me Lu Fengxian."

His words are appropriate and decent, and he is not the reckless martial artist in her heart.

The day Lu Bu married her was the most visible picture in her dreams.

Due to her low status, she could only be a concubine first. thought that he could only marry shabbyly, but he did it beautifully.

Ten miles of red makeup, the pomp is quite big.

On the night of the candle in the cave room, she sat next to him, trembling slightly. She was a little scared, this was the most important moment in her life, but she had such bad intentions.

He only thought she was nervous and scared, and his big hand took her hand.

"Don't be afraid, lady."

She has never had such stability and steadfastness.

She asked him why he wanted such a big pomp when he married a concubine like herself.

He replied quickly and without thinking.

"Lu Fengxian only married one woman in his life. Since then, whether it is my concubine or my wife, it is only you Diao Chan. ”

Tears from the candle filled the table, and he saw her face under the hijab. She is so beautiful that she does not resemble a woman in the world.

The bridge of his handsome nose rubbed against her face, and a kiss landed on her brow.

He cherished her every day. Beautiful clothes, delicate ornaments, and rare playthings, he always changed tricks to make her happy.

The first thing he did when he came back every day was to hug her into his arms.

She has never delayed her mission.

She hated her hypocrisy, and she was afraid that she would become genuine.

She can't be soft-hearted, she can't love him.

"Chanchan, are you unhappy again?"

"No, I'll do a dance for you."

Clothes are flying, smiling faces.

He sipped his wine and quietly admired the stunning dance.

It should only be heard in heaven and a few times in the world.

He did not allow her to serve him like a normal concubine, and he would always ask her to eat at the same table with him.

When she said the number of courtesies, he would gag her with a kiss.

"I said, you are my wife."

The day agreed with my stepfather has finally arrived.

Before he went to sleep that day, she pestered him to paint her eyebrows.

Due to the perennial war, he has a heavy cocoon on his hands, and he looks a little clumsy and embarrassed when he never lifts a pen.

"It's a pity that Feng Xian is not a literati, his hands and feet are clumsy, and he can't draw the lady's eyebrows meticulously." He was a little embarrassed.

"What the husband describes is the best."

This is her dream all along. Paint your thrush by your sweetheart.

After all, she can't escape that love for him.

She took his hand-painted eyebrows and smeared poison in his cup.

"Husband, can you have a drink with your concubine?"

When she said this, the words seemed to be exhausted.

She really didn't want to, but she had no choice.

"Yes, how could you not want to?" He looked at her dotingly, and she avoided his gaze.

After a drink, he said to her, "It's getting late, rest early, these days, you are not well." ”

He didn't think about her all the time, but she didn't think about killing him all the time.

The medicine given to her by her father-in-law will not let him die soon, this is to relieve her of suspicion. My father-in-law has always been scheming and always able to get out of the way.

This medicine will make him feel weak, his heart and mouth ache, and he will not be able to concentrate. On the second day of the battle with Shu, Shu was able to win a great victory. He would also be killed due to exhaustion and a great loss of force.

How cruel.

Diao Chan stayed awake all night.

But what should come, will always come.

To her surprise, it was indeed his words before the battle.

"Chanchan, you like the sycamore, after saying goodbye today, someone will take you to a small courtyard in the countryside, where the sycamore tree is planted, you have to take care of it and yourself, you must live well. I've got enough money for you. Your days will not be troubled. ”

"Feng Xian.."

"I know everything, I'm just willing."

Her tears couldn't stop falling.

"Chanchan, don't cry, I don't want to see you cry. I really want to grow old with you. He bowed his head, "But I can't." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She apologized incoherently.

"No, it's not your fault." He no longer had the usual confidence to speak, and he was a little out of breath.

"You promise me that no matter what happens today, you won't come to the battlefield to look for me, okay?"

He didn't want her to see his miserable end, even if it was what she had given her.

"I want to be in your heart, and I will always be the god of war Lu Fengxian who has never been defeated." He thought about it and said, "If I am defeated, I will only lose to you." ”

He smiled and kissed her on the center of her eyebrow, just like the night of the candles.

Riding away, chic and heroic.

She didn't go to the battlefield, and she didn't seek death.

She came quietly, to the place he had prepared for her.

Although it is in the countryside, the house is not shabby, and even a little luxurious.

On the small table in the room, there was a note.

"I want to eat with you day and sleep with you at night. Want to give you a thrush for the rest of your life.

Frü Bongxian. ”

In her life, she has never closed the door. She always thought that one day, the man would push open the door and look at her with a smile.

"Chanchan."