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He turned his head to look at Liu Bei beside him.

"Xuande, what do you think?"

Just as Liu Bei was about to reply, Lü Bu, seeing this, hurriedly called out:

"Xuande, I helped you by shooting the halberd at the gate back then, Xuande, please save me today!"

Liu Bei remained silent for a moment, then cupped his hands to Cao Cao and said:

"Does Your Excellency remember Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo?"

"Does Your Excellency wish to become Lü Bu's third father?"

These two rhetorical questions were like daggers to Cao Cao's heart, chilling him to the bone and instantly sobering him up, extinguishing his love for talent.

He suddenly waved his hand.

“Drag him away, execute him, and then behead him and display his head to the public.”

Lu Bu was instantly enraged and cursed Liu Bei.

"Liu Bei, you big-eared scoundrel! You treacherous bastard! I'll haunt you even in death!!"

Liu Bei remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids.

Soon, the soldiers dragged the cursing Lü Bu away.

Thus, the fiercest general of the Three Kingdoms was strangled, and after his death, his head was cut off and hung on the city gate for public display.

Three days later, the soldiers reported to Cao Cao:

"Prime Minister, Diao Chan is requesting an audience at the gate."

Cao Cao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Please come in quickly!"

Soon a beautiful young woman dressed in white mourning clothes and wearing white flowers in her hair appeared before Cao Cao.

As the saying goes, "A woman who wants to be beautiful should wear mourning clothes." This is especially true for an exceptionally beautiful young woman like Diao Chan.

Time has not diminished her beautiful appearance in the slightest; on the contrary, the passage of time has added a unique mature charm to her.

What a beautiful widow.

Such a beautiful young woman was a rare sight even for a powerful figure like Cao Cao, who had seen countless wives.

His originally sharp gaze immediately softened.

"May I ask what brings you here, Madam?"

Facing Cao Cao's greedy gaze, which seemed to want to strip her naked and devour her whole, Diao Chan pretended not to know and gave a graceful bow.

"I implore Prime Minister Cao to return my husband's head so that he may be laid to rest in peace."

Cao Cao's eyes darted around, revealing a meaningful look.

What was originally a casual act to establish authority unexpectedly yielded a beautiful widow.

Very good!

Cao Cao's expression turned solemn, and he spoke with righteous indignation:

“Fengxian is a great hero of our time, and also my worthy opponent. I should let him rest in peace…”

He suddenly changed the subject as he spoke.

"It is only because I am very uneasy to leave my wife and her children and widows in Xiapi without anyone to take care of them. How about we wait until my wife has finished arranging the funeral for Fengxian and then take Fengxian's family to live in Xuchang?"

"I will take care of Fengxian's wife and children myself; you need not worry."

Diao Chan's body trembled violently.

Cao Cao's words sound nice, but when they arrive in Xuchang, he and Lü Bu's remaining family will be nothing more than fish on his chopping block.

At that time, he only needs to give a slight hint that in order to protect his husband's family, he must offer himself up as a plaything on his bed.

Diao Chan wanted to refuse, but when she looked up and met Cao Cao's burning gaze, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

If she had refused him and offended him, she feared she wouldn't have even been able to get her husband's body back today.

The thought that her husband's head was still hanging on the city wall, exposed to the wind and rain, made Diaochan's heart ache.

He could only agree with a look of shame and indignation.

"I will leave everything to the Prime Minister's arrangements."

"Madam is indeed a reasonable person."

Cao Cao laughed loudly, then summoned his guards and ordered them to take Diao Chan to the city gate to retrieve Lü Bu's head.

Watching Diao Chan's alluring figure gradually disappear into the distance, Cao Cao stroked his beard and revealed a knowing smile that all men understand.

Chapter 705 Together to the Underworld

Diao Chan carried Lü Bu's head, which was already beginning to rot and stink, away into the distance.

The guard at the city gate shook his head, a hint of pity in his eyes.

This is what a chaotic world is like...

When Diao Chan returned to the Lu family's temporary residence, she found the gate locked and the courtyard silent.

A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Diao Chan's heart, and she quickly went forward to knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and the steward of the Lü family came out. Without saying a word, he bowed to her and then looked at her with a strange expression.

"Steward Li, my husband has not yet been buried, why is the gate locked? Has something happened at the manor?"

Diao Chan asked with a puzzled look.

Butler Li looked at her with pity, then suddenly sighed.

"The First Madam has already ordered the general's body to be carried out of the city for burial."

"What?! My husband's body hasn't even been fully recovered, why are you in such a hurry to bury him? Without his head, how can he rest in peace?"

Diao Chan was greatly alarmed.

The butler shook his head.

"The First Madam has already commissioned a carpenter to carve a head and place it inside the General's coffin as a substitute."

"A wooden sculpture? How can that be acceptable!"

"The First Madam insists on this, and I have no choice but to comply."

"I have retrieved my husband's head from Prime Minister Cao. Where does the First Madam intend to bury him? I will go there immediately, and perhaps I can still arrive before his burial..."

The steward looked bitter, and his eyes showed even more pity as he looked at Diao Chan, but Diao Chan was in a hurry to bury Lü Bu and did not notice.

"Madam, it's not that I'm hiding anything, but the First Madam forbade me from revealing the General's burial place. Also..."

Looking at Diao Chan's pitiful face, the steward gritted his teeth and said:

"The First Madam asked me to tell you that you have been divorced and are no longer a member of the Lü family..."

"What!?"

Diao Chan suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented; she could hear nothing and see nothing clearly...

The steward watched Diao Chan's dejected figure as she left, and shook his head with a sigh.

If the general were still alive, things would not have come to this.

Unfortunately, Diao Chan was nominally the wife but in reality, she was just the general's concubine. Now, everything in the household was managed by the general's legal wife, Madam Yan. However, Madam Yan was jealous. When the general was alive, he doted on Diao Chan, which had already made Madam Yan resentful, but she dared not show it because of the general's face.

Now that the general has been killed, Madam Yan has taken control of everything in the Lü family. Before the general's body is even cold, she has already driven Diao Chan, whom she dislikes, out of the house.

But what can those who are servants do?

In this chaotic world, it's already difficult enough to find shelter and live a peaceful life; how can one possibly care about others?

Diao Chan, holding Lü Bu's head, walked aimlessly through the city of Xiapi.

Some people who were attracted by her beauty and had wicked intentions, saw the hideous head she was holding and felt a sense of bad luck in their hearts, and then kept their distance.

The ancients were superstitious, and moreover, the entire city of Xiapi had just experienced a major battle. At such a time, who would dare to approach a woman who was covering her head?

Pedestrians on the street avoided her like the plague.

She grieved the death of her husband, was kicked out of his family home, was spied on by a lecherous and treacherous official, and was shunned by the world like a plague...

For a time, Diao Chan was disheartened and felt that although the world was vast, there was nowhere for her to belong.

The head in his arms seemed to grow colder and harder.

In a daze, Diao Chan suddenly raised her head, and a white-painted city gate appeared before her.

We've arrived at the White Gate Tower.

Three days ago, Lü Bu was captured and executed here, and a large number of Cao Cao's soldiers are stationed here.

Three days later, apart from a small number of soldiers guarding the city gate, most of Cao Cao's troops had withdrawn, and the place was almost deserted.

Diao Chan looked up at the white city tower above and gently stroked the head in her hand.

"My lord, please wait on your journey to the Yellow Springs, I am coming right now..."

As she spoke, she climbed the steps up the city wall.

It is unknown who protected her, but just then, Cao Cao's guards changed shifts, and no one noticed her.

No wonder Cao Cao's army was lax.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of Cao Cao's troops surrounding the city, there are nearly ten thousand Cao Cao's troops stationed inside the city, including Cao Cao's personal guards, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. What fool would dare to cause trouble in Xiapi now? They must be tired of living.

A quarter of an hour later, Diao Chan successfully climbed the White Gate Tower and entered the room inside.

Diao Chan hung the white veil on the beam of the city tower, prepared a stool, and then stepped onto the stool while holding Lü Bu's head, covering her delicate white neck with the white veil.

"My husband, I wish that we could be husband and wife again in the next life."

"I'll come down and keep you company!"

After Diao Chan finished speaking, she kicked over the stool at her feet.

A strong feeling of suffocation washed over her, and soon her vision went dark.