When he returned to the living room, Cao Chong lay on the collapse like a exhausted person.

So tired...

In a battle of wits and courage with three people, Cao Chong said that many brain cells died.

"What's wrong with my husband? I'm so tired!" Dong'er brought a bowl of porridge and water, and there was a small pot of meat next to it.

"It's okay, it's just a little soreness in the waist and back!" After taking the porridge, Cao Chong was so hungry now that he was very happy to eat a bite of porridge and a piece of meat.

After dinner...

Dong'er asked a maid to take the tableware away, and suddenly pressed Cao Chong to the collapse.

Cao Chong's thin body was undoubtedly crushed by Dong'er.

Dong'er, don't be so thirsty, right? I'm still a minor...

"Dong'er, what do you want?"

Dong'er frowned slightly, looked confused, and even had tears in her eyes.

"Didn't you say you're a little tired? I'll rub you. Did you do something wrong?"

"So that's it. Dong'er is so charming, how could I dislike it?" Cao Chong pulled Dong'er in his arms. Women all rely on coaxing her, and the same was true in ancient times.

Dong'er's face turned red and she lowered her head and whispered: "My husband just knows how to joke with Dong'er and ignore you!"

Cao Chong pulled Dong'er back to the shameful and wanted to leave.

"My good winter is so tired of my husband."

After accepting the service of the feudal exploiting class's decay, Cao Chong got up from the collapse. Those hundred tiger soldiers made Cao Chong feel itchy.

"Husband!" Dong'er called Cao Chong.

"Miss Zhou's place..."

This is how women in ancient times made you feel that they were a bit self-abuse. They obviously wanted to enjoy their favor, but they had to put themselves in the shoes of men.

"Zhou Ying?" Cao Chong frowned. This was indeed a trouble.

"Then Zhou Ying is not as good as Dong'er, so I won't pay attention to her?" Cao Chong joked Dong'er.

"Love!" Dong'er stomped her feet and quickly walked out of the room, but the smile on her face was particularly charming.

Even if it is not the truth, the sweet words of love between husband and wife will always make people happy.

The martial arts training ground in Sikong Mansion is a huge grassland, which covers a small area. At this time, a hundred strong men wearing golden armor stood upright.

Their faces were calm, but there were waves in their eyes.

A change of master...

Although this little master is famous for his kindness, it is not difficult to choose between Sikong and the young master.

But they had no choice, and they had to stick to the orders of the lord.

"My soldiers, you are polite!" Cao Chong clenched his fists and saluted, while the 100 warriors knelt down directly.

"Meet the young master!"

The sound of a hundred great men roaring with the qi of their dantian was deafening.

"Okay, okay, you are all brave men. Get up quickly. From today on, I will hand my life to you!"

"I will definitely live up to my high expectations!" They are tiger soldiers. Although they do not often go to the battlefield, their reputation is no less than that of the tiger and leopard cavalry, and the white horse's righteousness.

Fame and arrogance are actually related. The arrogance of a soldier is pride and the military soul. This is an army with souls. Even if there are only one hundred people, they are better than thousands of troops!

"Who is my team leading?"

"The team leader Gao Yi, I have seen the young master!" Cao Chong looked at Gao Yi carefully and found that although he was tall, his face was white and tight, which was in sharp contrast with the surrounding tiger guards.

"Are you behind an official?"

Gao Yi clasped his fists and said, "Report to the young master, General Gao Shun, the little nephew, was favored by the general of the devil, and luckily entered the Huwei camp."

The general Zhang Liao and Gao Shun were both subordinates of Wenhou Lu Bu, but under the Baimen Tower, Gao Shun refused to surrender and was awarded the title of head with Lu Bu.

Speaking of Gao Shun, his eight hundred camps are one of the most famous troops in the Three Kingdoms.

"So that's it, I know the name of General Gao Shun."

Lu Bu died. Although Cao Cao killed Lu Bu's whole family, he always loved Gao Shun's loyalty and treated his family well.

"Will you form a camp?" When Cao Chong thought of the elite troops who could use 800 people to break out of ten thousand people, he was so envious that he almost fell off his saliva.

"This, the young master, the last general, doesn't know how my uncle trains soldiers."

That's right, if Gao Yi will form a camp, it will not be his turn to be a bodyguard for himself, at least he will be a captain.

"Thank you all, this money is everyone's money for drinking, so I've collected it!" The tiger soldier stood in a hot day for so long. Although he met his boss, his main purpose was to ask for some rewards.

Sure enough, after Cao Ba gave all the rewards, the one hundred tiger soldiers looked at him differently.

Loyalty is not created for no reason, but depends on daily cultivation.

Most tiger scholars are rough people, and although the principles of rough people are dull, they are also correct. If you treat him well, he will naturally work hard for you.

With these hundred people, Cao Chong basically doesn't have to worry about his life safety. Even if he has several times the enemy, it wouldn't be a problem to let Cao Chong escape.

At this time, in the guest room of Xiyuan, Zhou Dufu and his brother were sitting on the ground.

Zhou Dufu, who was covered in bandages, woke up a day ago, and once he woke up, his injuries quickly healed.

The bandages on his body gradually disassembled. Zhou Dufu was very happy at the beginning when he faced his sister's arrival.

But he was keenly aware that Zhou Ying was not happy.

"Sister, why are you unhappy?" Zhou Dufu, who was extremely tall, looked like a gentle cat in front of Zhou Ying.

"No, why would Datou feel unhappy about Sister?" Zhou Ying came to her senses and looked at Zhou Dufu, with love all over her beautiful eyes.

"When the thugs looked for you in the past, you were like this now. Did the young master force you? Did the young master also fall in love with the beautiful sister? If so, I will return the horse to him now and let us go home together."

Dragons have reverse scales, and people also have bans, and Zhou Dufu's bottom line is that his sister will not suffer any grievances.

"Big Head..." Zhou Ying touched Zhou Dufu's forehead, but sighed in her heart.

If Zhou Dufu said this a few days ago, Zhou Ying would definitely take Zhou Dufu away without thinking, but now, she suddenly doesn't want Zhou Dufu to leave.

Looking at the clothes and money in the house and the servants' attitude towards Zhou Dufu, he felt that although the disciple was lustful, he was really good to Zhou Dufu.

As Zhou Dufu's identity, he was favored by Cao Chong. In their hometown, it was a blessing from the grave that was blushed from the grave and he had cultivated in his previous life.

If Zhou Dufu was asked to follow him, what could he do in the future?

Thugs, bandits, and desperadoes?

Zhou Ying knew in her heart that this is the best choice for Zhou Dufu.

"Don't say this to Mr. Cao. Others... are actually very good. You must listen to him in the future." Zhou Ying finished speaking against her conscience and finally dispelled Zhou Dufu's doubts.

"I just said that the young master would not be such a person." After hearing Zhou Ying say this, Zhou Dufu patted his chest as if he was relieved.

Zhou Ying scolded Cao Chong in her heart, but said so: "Young Master Cao Qi is a scholar, so he is naturally well-educated."

"Big Head!" Zhou Ying looked into Zhou Dufu's eyes.

"What's wrong with Sister?"

"Sister is going to leave you for a while?"

When Zhou Dufu heard the word "leave", his eyes turned red, and the strong man began to shed tears.

"No, sister can't leave Big Head!"

Zhou Ying's eyes were slightly red, but she knew that she would stay here and might really become the concubine of the disciple. This was not what she wanted.

"Be good at Datou, it's not that my sister is not coming to see you, it's just that my sister doesn't live with you."

"Bigou wants to live with my sister!" Zhou Dufu didn't expect that this time, he was like an injured kitten, holding Zhou Ying's skirt corner and not letting go.

"Don't you listen to what Sister said?"

Zhou Ying made up her mind, regardless of whether Zhou Dufu was already crying and snot, and pushed Zhou Dufu's hand down.

"Don't leave my sister..." Zhou Dufu whispered in a low voice, his tone full of grievances.

Zhou Ying's nose felt sore and she almost cried.

"If you treat your son well, you will be kind to me. My sister will have time to see you."

As he said that, he ran out of the yard. When Zhou Dufu crawled and stood up, Zhou Ying had lost her figure.

"Sister..." Zhou Dufu looked around helplessly like an abandoned puppy. At this moment, he was no longer a brave general, but an abandoned child.

Zhou Ying, who ran far away, covered her mouth, and her tears flowed down like a kite with broken strings.

Datou, sister is also doing your own good!

Before she could finish crying, a figure appeared in front of her.
Chapter completed!