"When you wake up, don't see me!"

"Thousands of pieces, if you don't follow the flowing water, you will follow the wind!"

Millions of flying flowers in the sky left with the wind and finally fell. However, the falling flowers were intentional, and the flowing water was ruthless, leaving only the beauty rolled up the pearl curtain and shed tears to the flowers.

These two sentences seem to be a woman expressing sorrow to a man and blaming her resentment. Why do you want to leave? Why do you want to leave me?

Do you love me?

But who did she sing this song "Ding Fengbo" to? Is it Zhuo Donglai, Su Weiyun; or Zhu Meng, Gao Jianfei?

The beautiful dancer slowly lowered her sleeves, revealing her astonishing face.

The immortal dances in the sky, and the colorful butterflies on earth.

Butterfly dance.

She is indeed Butterfly Dance!

Gao Jianfei looked at her and his eyes seemed to be fascinated. Because this is the person he was dreaming about and missing him endlessly! He was the confidante with "long, thin and beautiful legs".

He immediately stood up and wanted to walk over and hold Die Wu's hands, but there was someone who was more snatched than him!

Zhu Meng!

Zhu Meng stepped forward and hugged Diewu tightly, and his eyes were almost red.

"How could this happen? Brother Zhu Meng and her..."

Gao Jianfei stood there, as if struck by lightning, staring at all this in a daze.

"Can she be...Is she the favorite woman, Die Wu, of Brother Zhu Meng?"

Gao Jianfei looked at Zhuo Donglai.

Zhuo Donglai slowly put his purple robe on his face and drank light tea with a natural look, as if everything was in his plan.

Gao Jianfei turned his head and looked at Su Weiyun, and Su Weiyun sighed without saying a word.

"How could Diewu be her? Why was Diewu her?!"

Gao Jianfei finally woke up, and his expression was indescribable sadness, sorrow, and despair.

He jumped out of the window with a sudden rise.

How could he stay here?

——But how could he leave Zhu Meng alone to face the wolves?

Outside Chang'an, Gao Jianfei ran away wildly, and disappeared.

Zhuo Donglai suddenly sighed and said, "Since ancient times, heroes love beauty, it is really rare. What a pity, Master Zhu, please sit down and have a meal."

Zhu Meng stared at him with his eyes tightly and said angrily: "It's better not to eat this Hongmen banquet!"

Zhuo Donglai smiled and said, "This banquet was made by Master Su by myself. How can it be said to be the Hongmen Banquet?"

Zhu Meng looked at Su Weiyun, then looked at Zhuo Donglai, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want?"

Zhuo Donglai said lightly: "It's not that much. I just treat you to a meal."

Zhu Meng said: "Just eat one meal?"

Zhuo Donglai said, "Yes, after dinner, I will send you away. If you want to go back to Luoyang, I can help you with the horses and expenses along the way."

Zhu Meng looked at him and asked, "What about Butterfly Wu?"

Zhuo Donglai suddenly laughed, laughing so much like an evil god who dominates the world.

"Diewu is not your person. She is very good at the Red Escort Agency, so she will naturally not leave."

Zhu Meng's beard and hair were wide open, and he said, "Impossible! I must take Butterfly away today!"

Zhuo Donglai whispered: "Oh, since Master Zhu doesn't want to eat this meal, then I'll take him off."

The guards of the Red Escort Agency were surrounded by numerous escorts and their eyes were all turned to Zhu Meng.

As long as he makes a little move, the group of people will step forward and cut it into meat paste with quick swords!

Zhu Meng said: "Diewu, are you afraid? I'll take you away!"

Diewu glanced at him, and her eyes seemed to be filled with complaints, reluctance, and pity. In the end, she only spoke a sentence faintly from her mouth.

"You can't leave. I want to dance another song. You said that no one can leave the seat when I dance!"

She let go of Zhu Meng's hand and returned slowly.

The white-haired old man and the ignorant girl who were sitting in a corner playing music seemed to be numb to the love on earth and had no feelings for it.

Only people like them can continue to play the pipa and blow the flute in such a scene.

So the music started again, and the colorful butterflies danced again.

The sun turns into flowers, the wind returns to the silk sleeves, and the pipa pearls fall on the jade plate.

The butterfly dances with the sleeves flying, and the mangrou skirt flutters.

A pair of unparalleled legs were unreservedly exposed in front of everyone.

No one has ever seen such a beautiful dance, and no one has ever seen such a moving butterfly.

The music changed and suddenly reached its climax.

The sound of the pipa suddenly turned sharply, like a waterfall flying, flowing water endlessly; the sound of the flute was floating, entangled in it...

The butterfly danced suddenly and then turned into a plum blossom that had not yet bloomed.

She leaned in front of Zhuo Donglai.

Everyone looked at her intently, quietly and did not dare to let out a breath.

Everyone was waiting to see how this proud snow plum blossom would bloom.

Diewu finally stood up, and she was holding a short knife in her hand!

Zhuo Donglai's short knife!

Chih!

What blooms is not the snow plum, but the blood plum.

What a bright blood plum!

Diewu actually cut off her leg from her knee with one knife!

Blood splashed everywhere, butterflies danced on the ground.

Zhu Meng was shocked and hurried forward to support Diewu.

This time, even Zhuo Donglai's face appeared slightly surprised. He did not expect Diewu to be so decisive!

Diewu looked at Zhu Meng and smiled weakly, "I always thought you didn't like me because what you did to your brothers was really much better than what you did to me and was much more stingy."

"I......"

Diewu said: "But this time I finally know that you must love me. Otherwise you wouldn't have come. I shouldn't have betrayed you and left the Lion Hall at that time. Sorry, Zhu Meng..."

Diewu slowly closed her eyes and left in a coma. She didn't dislike Zhu Meng.

She just felt that Zhu Meng didn't love her enough and always treated her as a toy.

That's why she gave up on herself.

Now, Die Wu is unwilling to be used by Zhuo Donglai, unwilling to be the Diao Chan between Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu, unwilling to surrender to fate, so she broke her legs!

She thought that if she cut off her most beautiful part, no one would use her to do this, and she would be able to escape the bondage of fate from now on!

Diewu finally confirmed Zhu Meng's love for her with her legs.

Whether this is worth it or not, there is one thing that can't be wrong.

——From now on, there will never be such beautiful legs in the world again.

So light, so agile, so beautiful.

Such beautiful legs.

······

Zhu Meng left.

He left with Butterfly.

Zhuo Donglai was willing to let them go.

Su Weiyun looked at Zhuo Donglai and had never moved the dishes before, saying, "Why didn't you attack Zhu Meng?"

Zhuo Donglai said: "It's not me who should do it, but Sima."

"Zhu Meng's death must be a major event that caused a sensation in the world. I want Sima to complete this major event."

Su Weiyun understood that all Zhuo Donglai's actions were completely for Sima Chaoqun, or for Sima Chaoqun's perfect heroic image.

Zhuo Donglai said: "Zhu Meng will definitely lose weight in just a few days and his will is depressed. At that time, it would be too easy for Sima to kill him."
To be continued...