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Meng Huo's face darkened, and he snapped, "You damn woman, what are you talking about? When did I ever suggest sharing a bed?"
"Whether it's true or not, you know in your heart! Let me ask you this: are you planning to go home or not?" Lady Zhurong asked coldly.
Meng Huo stammered, "My lady, let me explain. The Chancellor has treated me well and has invited me to share many pleasant evenings. Though I am a rough man, I understand the importance of repaying kindness. The Chancellor values me so highly; how could I abandon him?"
Everyone nodded in agreement; Meng Huo was indeed a man of loyalty! Although his intentions might be a bit misguided, at least his heart was commendable.
Lady Zhurong covered her forehead and smiled wryly. "I knew it would be like this! With Zhuge Liang's constant invitations, you've surely fallen for his tricks. At this point, I won't try to persuade you any further. Since I've married you, I can't just leave. How about this: if you insist on following Zhuge Liang, then I'll follow too."
"My lady..." Meng Huo looked at Lady Zhurong with excitement, his eyes filled with joy.
It was certainly a good thing to be together, but trying for three together wouldn't be so bad either!
Just as the two were reveling in their happiness, Zhuge Liang approached from a distance, clutching his pants and sweating profusely.
Upon seeing Zhuge Liang, Meng Huo immediately cast a worried glance at him.
Zhuge Liang understood Meng Huo's concern and returned him a reassuring look before turning to Ma Su. "Quickly fetch the Military Doctor; I've lost too much blood and may not last much longer."
"Yes! Chancellor!" Ma Su replied with a fist salute.
Then Ma Su took two guards and headed outside the camp.
"Zhuge, are you alright?" Seeing Zhuge Liang in such a serious state, Meng Huo couldn't help but ask.
"It’s nothing, really, just a small injury, nothing to worry about," Zhuge Liang waved his hand dismissively.
Li Hong stole a glance and asked curiously, "Are you bleeding?"
"Uh..."
Meng Huo looked down and quickly noticed the blood dripping from beneath Zhuge Liang's trousers.
"You’re still bleeding, yet you say it’s nothing!"
Meng Huo exclaimed angrily, "Hurry, take it off so I can see. If it’s not serious, that’s fine, but what if you’ve injured your Vital Area? What will I do then?"
Unable to withstand Meng Huo's insistence, Zhuge Liang reluctantly nodded. "Alright, but how can I take it off in front of everyone?"
Looking around and seeing the curious gazes of Li Hong and the others, Meng Huo seemed to realize this wasn’t a suitable place. He helped Zhuge Liang up and said, "Then let me take you into the tent."
With that, Meng Huo supported the pale-faced Zhuge Liang as they walked into the depths of the Military Tent.
Just as Li Hong and the others were about to crowd in for a closer look, Meng Huo shooed them away with the excuse that this was no place for onlookers.
Not long after Meng Huo took Zhuge Liang into the tent, Deputy Commander Ma Su returned with the Military Doctor.
After inquiring about Zhuge Liang's whereabouts, Ma Su rushed into the Military Tent with the Military Doctor without hesitation. This was a matter of life and death; there was no time for Ma Su to hesitate. If he delayed too long and Zhuge Liang lost too much blood, he could not bear that responsibility.
After Ma Su brought the Military Doctor into the Military Tent, a startled scream immediately echoed from within.
“Prime Minister, you... what is this...”
The scream came from Ma Su, who had just entered. Li Hong's eyes darted around as he planned to lean in and eavesdrop.
However, before he could catch any details, a furious voice rang out from the Military Tent: “Ma Su, get out of here right now! If you don’t leave, I’ll have you executed!”
Soon after, Li Hong saw Ma Su emerge with a pair of handprints on his face, being pushed out alongside the Military Doctor.
“What happened?” Li Hong asked curiously.
Rubbing his face, Ma Su replied with an awkward smile, “I didn’t expect the Prime Minister to be doing such disgraceful things in the Military Tent. Now I’ve stumbled upon his secret; he’s probably going to hold a grudge against me.”
“Uh... good luck with that!” Li Hong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his lips twitching.
Wasn’t this the beginning of the infamous tale of Ma Su’s execution? Could it be that this was the real trigger for Zhuge Liang's tears over Ma Su?
But speculation aside, Li Hong dared not share what might happen next with Ma Su. After all, whether Ma Su lived or died had nothing to do with him!
“What a mess this is! A perfectly good Romance of the Three Kingdoms has turned into this,” Li Hong lamented.
Ma Su didn’t catch Li Hong’s muttering and asked, “What did you say?”
"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask Deputy General Ma, how is the situation looking these days?"
"The situation?"
Ma Su paused for a moment, then shook his head and explained, "What else could it be? It's just the Three Kingdoms vying for power. Cao Wei lacks virtue and is destined to be unstable on the throne. Sun Wu lacks talent and cannot hold onto the lands of Jiangdong. After thinking it over, only Liu Han can be considered the true ruler."
Li Hong scoffed lightly but did not offer any rebuttal to Ma Su's words. After all, history would ultimately prove that Liu Han could not compete with Cao Wei.
Moreover, since Zhuge Liang had come to pacify the southern regions, it was clear that we were nearing the end of the Three Kingdoms period. It wouldn't be long before Zhuge Liang began his northern campaigns. This meant that the decaying Shu Han dynasty wouldn't last much longer.
Having inadvertently fallen into this world and unable to connect with the Supreme God for now, Li Hong had to consider his own future.
In the current Three Kingdoms, the most promising faction was undoubtedly the rising Sima Family. However, Li Hong was not inclined to seek refuge with that old rascal Sima Yi, especially since Cao Pi still sat on the imperial throne.
"This is troublesome; the southern regions of Yizhou are still quite far from Cao Wei's territory. Just relying on a pair of legs would take ages," Li Hong thought to himself.
Seeing that Li Hong had fallen silent and unsure of what he was thinking, Ma Su let out a bitter smile and left.
Noticing this, Li Hong's mind stirred, and he followed after him.
"Deputy General Ma, wait!"
Ma Su turned back and asked Li Hong in confusion, "Oh? Is there something else you need?"
"Get up, Ma Su didn't even know what kind of person Li Hong was. All he knew was that this fellow had fallen into Zhuge Liang's Military Tent.
'Young Chang? Let's call you that for now. Deputy General Ma has no objections, right?'
Ma Su smiled casually, 'It's fine. If the gentleman wants to call me that, then so be it, as long as you don't mind.'
Li Hong nodded, exuding an air of a transcendent being. Under Ma Su's puzzled gaze, he slowly spoke, 'Young Chang, I know that it was your strategy to get Zhuge Liang to ally with Meng Huo. Am I right or wrong?'
'How do you know?' Ma Su's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly asked.
He had devised plans for Zhuge Liang to pacify the southern territories, and most of it was his doing. However, this matter was known only to him and Zhuge Liang.
Naturally, Zhuge Liang would never disclose it, and Ma Su hadn't told anyone else. So how did Li Hong find out?"
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