In the room, there was still light coming out of the window, and the door was closed, and there was no trace of anyone in sight.

In Chang'an City, Dong Zhuo's place is the most central place in the whole city, Dong Mansion is also the largest mansion in the entire Chang'an City, Dong Mansion is separated by a partition wall into an independent small courtyard, but this separation is not a partition, just like several rooms in a house, a concubine lives in one place, only people like Feng Qian and Feng Ying who have a close relationship will choose to live together.

Zhao's and Zhang's two, after coming with Dong's mother, chose to live together, the two didn't think much, and they didn't have any ambitions, but they didn't have the work at hand in the past, so that the two couldn't adapt to it for a while.

"I can't remember how long it's been since I've been to this house!" Walking slowly, Dong Zhuo suddenly sighed.

Thinking about it, to put it mildly, Dong Zhuo only used them as a tool to vent for the two of them before, and even if it was nice, it was just to marry the two of them for the sake of proliferation. And after Dong Zhuo came over, although he accepted a lot of the original Dong Zhuo's consciousness, he just knew that there was this person for the two of them.

Concubine Ji, when you meet someone better, you still have some identity, but in this era, Concubine Ji is more just a woman, a plaything in the hands of a family person, trampling at will is just a trivial matter, and it is even more miserable, their identity is not even comparable to a maid, if it is a guest at home, most of the women who are generally prepared for guests are from concubines.

The Zhao family and the Zhang family are lucky, marrying into the Dong Mansion, they have never suffered these hardships, but in the same way, they have hardly enjoyed fine clothes and food. Whether it is in the poverty of Dong Mansion or after Dong Zhuo's career, the money that Dong Zhuo loots every year is not enough for him to use as gifts, and how much can he use to supplement his family?

What's more, in addition to being filial to Dong's mother, how could Dong Zhuo have ever been good to others before? If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were still somewhat capable of running the house, I am afraid that even the two of them would have been abandoned by Dong Zhuo a long time ago, you know, when they are nearly thirty years old, where will there be a water spirit born of a woman with twenty-eight flowers?

"Squeak ......" lightly, the door opened, Dong Zhuo stepped in, but just met the eyes of Zhao and Zhang.

It was only dark at this time, and the two of them had not fallen asleep, and they were talking about Dong Zhuo in the house. In fact, not long after Dong Zhuo and his entourage set off from Luochuan, the news was carried down along Luoshui, and turned to Weishui to enter Chang'an, when Dong Zhuo did not arrive, the news of Dong Zhuo's return had spread in Chang'an, although the Zhao family and the Zhang family stayed at home, they also got the news, but they thought that Dong Zhuo had not stepped into the courtyard in Chang'an for more than half a year, and the hearts of the two could not hide their bitterness.

No matter how strong a woman is, she always needs a man to hold up a piece of the sky, Dong Zhuo doesn't have sex with them, and they who have passed their blooming years also know the reason, so they won't force anything, but don't talk and laugh, they rarely even shine on their faces, so their hearts are empty, as if there is no pillar.

Dong Zhuo suddenly pushed the door in, and the faces of the two were suddenly stunned, surprised, surprised, doubtful, and incredulous...... All kinds of emotions were revealed on the faces and eyes of the two, and for a while they even forgot to get up and salute, and looked at Dong Zhuo in a daze, and their eyes were instantly wet and red.

"What? Didn't you even forget me? Dong Zhuo's heart sank slightly, he has never been a ruthless person, although the two women in front of him are not his, they are also his, feeling that the atmosphere is not right, Dong Zhuo smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly.

Whether he loves or not, the feelings of the two towards him have never changed, they have been consistent for so many years, not to mention serving Dong's mother wholeheartedly, and in his heart, he Dong Zhuo is regarded as a lifelong dependent, just this little is enough to make him sigh and moved, looking at the expressions on the faces of the two, Dong Zhuo was deeply stung.

You must know that when he was ready to take Dong's mother to Luoyang, he was ready to move the family to Chang'an in the future, so when he left Lintao, all the people of the Dong family were taken with him, except for some old servants who were left, the rest of the people who did not want to follow were dismissed, among them, Dong Zhuo's women were not a few. It's just that they are not like the Zhao family and the Zhang family, who were officially included in the door by Dong Zhuo.

"Old ...... The old man ......" The two of them got up in a panic as if they were dreaming, looked at Dong Zhuo at a loss and muttered.

I can't remember how long, these two words didn't have a chance for the two of them to murmur, I can't remember how long, the two of them wanted to see Dong Zhuo, but they could only meet Dong Zhuo "accidentally" on Dong's mother's side, and that, they could only glance at it from a distance, and then hurriedly walked by.

"Remember, remember......" Dong Zhuo slowly approached, stood still in front of the two, and suddenly reached out to bring the two into his arms, buried his head in the necks of the two and whispered softly.

"Uh......h Sister, I'm not dreaming, I'm really not dreaming. The younger Zhang suddenly cried with joy, although the Zhao family on the other side did not make a sound, and a pair of eyes were also teardropping, but she was a little older after all, and she gritted her teeth and did not want to cry.

The people of the Northwest are fierce, not only about temperament, but also about body shape, even women, Zhao and Zhang, the two of them, have almost lined Dong Zhuo's chin, nearly one meter seven in size, which is already tall for a woman, and the border is bitter and cold, and the two of them work all year round, and they are much thicker than ordinary women, but at this time, the two of them are hugged by Dong Zhuo like birds.

"Don't cry, I used to be bad and neglected the two of you, but over the years, it's been hard for you." Pulling the two of them to sit down on the edge of the bed, Dong Zhuo hugged the two left and right, unwilling to let go. He was also a simple man, and when he decided to come over to the two of them, he didn't think about leaving on his own.

Between men and women, once there is love, although it cannot be said to be unswerving to death, there will rarely be any deviation of various reasons, not that they can't, but in terms of responsibility, the ancients value it more than modern people.

Some people may say that this is just ancient feudalism, but in such an era, no one can deny that men and women are not only maintained by sex (xing), but more importantly, love and responsibility to the family.

"Hmm." Zhen couldn't stop nodding, but the tears in the eyes of the two suddenly became more numerous.