New Three Kingdoms Tales: Starting as the expressionless Liu Bei

Diao Chan looked up at Lü Bu with tearful eyes, forcing a smile that was bitter and astringent, as if she had spent all her strength on it.

"General Lü, I believe in you. I'm waiting for that day, waiting for you to come and take me away."

Lu Bu gripped her hand tightly, wishing he could tear his heart out and show it to her.

Diao Chan let him hold her hand for a moment, but still hardened her heart and pulled her hand away.

She pushed against his chest, her voice already tinged with panic and anxiety:

"General, this is not the place to talk. You should leave now, or if the Prime Minister comes, he will certainly not let you off the hook."

Lu Bu, however, refused to let go. Instead, he pulled her even tighter, a look of nonchalant certainty on his face, and chuckled softly:

"It's alright, Wang Yifu is keeping watch outside for me. If that old scoundrel makes any move, he'll immediately send someone to inform me. Don't worry, we can stay a little longer."

Diao Chan's heart skipped a beat. She knew better than anyone that this was the most crucial link in Wang Yun's elaborate scheme, and that Wang Yun would never actually send someone to tip him off.

She pushed harder, her voice grew more urgent, and her eyes were filled with pleading:

"No, General, the palace is full of people and eyes. If someone leaks the news, neither of us will escape. You must leave, I'm begging you!"

Just as Lü Bu was about to speak, a series of heavy footsteps came from the path outside the pavilion.

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw Dong Zhuo's face, which was full of fat and twisted in anger, was unrecognizable. He was holding Lü Bu's halberd in one hand and was striding towards the pavilion.

He saw that Lü Bu was holding Diao Chan tightly, and Diao Chan's clothes were disheveled, as if she was struggling desperately.

The scene that came into his view was Lu Bu about to rape his woman.

Dong Zhuo's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and a sinister and eerie power surged through his body.

He poured all that power into his halberd, veins bulging in his arms, and his roar almost shook the tiles off the entire Phoenix Pavilion:

"You unfilial son! How dare you rape my concubine! Do you want to kill me? If you don't want me to live, you won't let me drink! How dare you! Today I will personally chop off your dog's head!"

He suddenly hurled his halberd at Lü Bu. The blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, reaching Lü Bu in the blink of an eye.

Lu Bu instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but his mind was perfectly clear in that instant.

Diao Chan was right behind him. If he dodged, this halberd would pierce her on the spot.

Without hesitation, he took the blow with his body.

The halberd pierced his chest, and a blood-stained blade protruded from his back.

He groaned as a piercing pain shot through him, but he gritted his teeth and gripped the halberd blade in front of his chest with both hands.

The sharp blade cut his palm, and blood flowed down between his fingers, staining his hands, which were bulging with veins from exertion, crimson.

He channeled the strange power within his body, desperately trying to counteract the violent force of Dong Zhuo on the halberd blade, and managed to block the halberd tip just inches from Diao Chan's chest.

Seeing that he was still alive, Dong Zhuo became even more enraged, his entire being turning into a bizarre figure as he charged at Lü Bu with bared teeth and claws.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Lü Bu gritted his teeth and pulled the halberd from his chest, drawing out a spray of hot blood.

Ignoring the excruciating pain, he channeled all the strange power into his legs and turned to flee.

He dared not take the main road, but instead used the artificial hill and corridor outside the Phoenix Pavilion as cover to escape through narrow paths that Dong Zhuo could not catch up with, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Dong Zhuo chased after him for a while, but seeing that he could no longer catch up, he had no choice but to stop where he was. Staring in the direction where Lü Bu had disappeared, he trembled with rage and cursed incessantly.

"You traitor to your lord! You traitor to your lord! I'm furious! I'm furious! Lü Bu, I will never forgive you!"

He was standing there panting heavily when he heard Diao Chan's heart-wrenching cries behind him.

Dong Zhuo quickly turned around and staggered back into the pavilion. He saw Diao Chan slumped on the stone steps, her clothes disheveled, trembling with sobs.

He quickly bent down and hurriedly straightened her disheveled clothes, asking repeatedly:

"My darling, what happened? Tell me slowly, what just happened? Tell me everything, and I'll stand up for you!"

Diao Chan raised her tear-streaked face, her voice trembling with grievance and fear:

"I was sitting by the pavilion admiring the lotus flowers when General Lü... he suddenly rushed out and grabbed me tightly."

"He...he even unbuttoned my clothes, intending...intending to do something improper. Prime Minister, you must do me justice! Waaah..."

Dong Zhuo's gaze fell on Diao Chan's disheveled and trembling appearance, and he felt a surge of anger rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

He suddenly turned around and slammed his palm hard on the stone table next to him.

The terrifying force smashed the entire stone table into pieces, sending fragments flying. A fist-sized piece of stone crashed into the pool, splashing water up to half a person's height.

"Lu Bu is disobedient! A shameless scoundrel! We will never forgive him!"

Their secret plot was bound to be overheard. Wang Yun happened to be in the role of eavesdropper at that moment, standing not far from the Phoenix Pavilion, listening intently to everything that was happening inside.

A triumphant smile slowly spread across the wrinkled old face.

The elaborate scheme has succeeded!

Next, we'll see this father and son clash.

Li Ru had recently sided with him in secret and conspired with him to eliminate Dong Zhuo.

Now, Dong Zhuo has no one left to help him out of his predicament.

Wang Yun shook his head and leisurely walked towards his home, intending to treat himself to a good meal.

History has changed dramatically. In the new Three Kingdoms film, Wang Yun was supposed to enter the Phoenix Pavilion and persuade Dong Zhuo to give Diao Chan to Lü Bu, thus personally breaking the elaborate scheme he had devised.

But for some reason, this time, he didn't go in. He simply walked towards his own residence with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, without looking back.

Inside the Phoenix Pavilion, Dong Zhuo held Diao Chan in his arms and coaxed her for a while, but his brows furrowed more and more.

He always felt that ever since he got this beauty, one bad thing after another had happened, and there had never been a day without trouble.

He remained silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and tentatively asked:

"My darling, how about we give you to Lü Bu? That way he won't be thinking about you all the time, and we'll have some peace and quiet. What do you think?"

Diao Chan didn't utter a single word. She simply reached out and drew the sword from Dong Zhuo's waist, then with a flick of her wrist, swung it towards her own neck.

He used the same trick again, which never failed: suicide!

Dong Zhuo was terrified and quickly grabbed her wrist, forcibly taking the sword from her.

He threw the sword far away with a clang, sighed deeply, and dared not utter another word. He simply pulled her back into his arms and continued to soothe her in a low voice.

As soon as Wang Yun stepped into his mansion, the Heavenly Will Puppet was already waiting at the door.

He had disguised himself as an ordinary servant, a smile plastered on his face, and bowed as he asked:

"Why did you return so early today, my lord? Is there some great joy in store?"

Wang Yun chuckled, his steps light as if he were walking on clouds, and urged repeatedly:

"Quickly, quickly, take all the money you can get from the manor and prepare a feast for me! I'm going to drink three hundred cups today, and I won't leave until I'm completely drunk!"

The servant cupped his hands in greeting and replied with a smile, "My lord, the wine and dishes have been prepared."

Wang Yun paused, her smile freezing for a moment, then turned to look at him suspiciously: "Prepared all along? What's going on?"

The servant bowed and explained slowly:

"Reporting to my lord, half an hour ago, a guest from afar arrived at our residence. The man claimed to be an old friend of yours and instructed us to warm the wine and serve the dishes, saying that he would be ready to take his seat when you return."

Wang Yun frowned even more, staring at him and pressing for an answer: "Who is he? What is his name?"

The servant shook his head, also looking puzzled, and lowered his voice to say:

"This man refuses to give his name no matter what. I don't know his true intentions, and I dare not offend him rashly, so I have no choice but to do as he says. Right now, he's probably already half-drunk."

Wang Yun glared at him irritably, feeling a pang of heartache.

What are you good for! I, Wang Yun, am the Minister of Works and one of the Three Dukes. You don't even dare to offend a beggar of unknown origin?

At this rate, he'll eat the Prince's mansion out of house and home!

Just as he was about to step into the house, he suddenly heard a loud laugh coming from the pavilion next to him.

The laughter was hearty and unrestrained, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet courtyard of the prince's mansion.

"Wang Situ, how dare you!" The voice drifted from the pavilion, carrying a hint of drunkenness, yet every word was like a knife.

"Diao Chan used a self-inflicted injury ruse, and Wang Situ used a double divisive tactic, sowing discord between Dong Zhuo and Li Ru, and also between Dong Zhuo and Lü Bu. I fear that traitor Dong Zhuo's days are numbered!"

"You could be so ruthless, you might have fooled Dong Zhuo, but you couldn't fool me!"

Wang Yun was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.