bookrebus Chapter 293 Hatred?
Chapter 293 Hatred?
Dong Zhuo looked at the woman deeply and said with a smile, "Thank you, Madam."
"Xiao Manwu, you are very sensible."
"It's just... Xiao Manwu, Uncle Dong hopes that you won't be too sensible. When appropriate, you should also be innocent, understand?"
“You have Uncle Dong now.”
Tao Manwu smiled and nodded: "Yes, I understand."
Dong Zhuo continued, "We are going to have a war. When the time comes, you and your aunt should go to the north. I have already made arrangements for you."
"Let's go tomorrow."
The woman standing on the side, after hearing this, had a hint of surprise on her face and whispered: "I won't leave."
Tao Manwu said firmly: "I won't leave either."
"Wherever Uncle Dong is, there I am."
"I've already lost my parents, I can't lose Uncle Dong again!"
The woman standing next to her also nodded.
Dong Zhuo said somewhat depressedly: "Fighting is our job as men. If you stay here, it will only affect my performance!"
"Only after you leave can I truly let go and fight those people, and avenge my sworn brother."
"I hope you two can understand me."
Tao Manwu shook his head.
The woman also shook her head.
The woman thought for a moment and continued, "When you go to war, I will beat the drum for you."
Tao Manwu also nodded seriously: "Uncle Dong, even if we have to leave, we should leave together. But you are a soldier and the King of the Southern Courtyard, so you naturally cannot escape. But we will not leave either!"
"We'll be waiting for you."
"I believe that you can definitely defeat Beiliang, defeat Xu Ping'an, and continue to go south to avenge my father."
Dong Zhuo reached out and rubbed Tao Manwu's little head, nodded with satisfaction and said: "I understand. I can't lose this battle, even for the two of you."
The words fell.
Dong Zhuo held the two men in his arms.
The woman said, "Don't worry, I will treat Xiao Manwu as my own daughter, closer than my future biological daughter."
Dong Zhuo said earnestly: "I, I, I understand."
Maybe at this moment.
In Dong Zhuo's heart, some things have been slowly let go.
What Murong Baoding, what Southern Dynasty Southern Court King, what Northern Liang Iron Cavalry...
He wants to protect his home and fight for a glimmer of hope for his home.
When Tao Manwu left Dong Zhuo, he whispered:
"Uncle Dong! I know what you are thinking. Those people have not left Beimang yet. They are still resting in a mountain on the grassland. They will probably continue to attack next!"
Dong Zhuo was stunned.
He looked at Tao Manwu who took a few steps and then turned back.
The latter laughed.
Dong Zhuo motioned the woman to go first. He pulled Tao Manwu aside and asked in a low voice, "How did you know?"
"I have seen them and I know what they are thinking," said Tao Manwu.
Dong Zhuo was slightly startled and warned Tao Manwu: "Xiao Manwu, who else knows about this besides you?"
Tao Manwu did not hide it from Dong Zhuo, "Maybe Xu Fengnian knows. Of course, I saw someone in my dream, maybe he knows too."
Dong Zhuo was shocked.
Continue to ask:
"who?"
Tao Manwu shook his head: "I don't know, but I can remember it and draw it."
Dong Zhuo immediately asked someone to bring rice paper, writing brush and ink.
Not long after.
Tao Manwu took great pains to complete the portrait.
Looking at the portrait on the rice paper, Dong Zhuo murmured:
"King Pingnan!"
"Xu Ping'an!"
"How could it be him?"
When Dong Zhuo saw the person in the portrait, his heart tightened and he was even a little scared.
Tao Manwu looked at Dong Zhuo and seemed to hesitate for a long time. He asked cautiously, "Uncle Dong, do you know him?"
Dong Zhuo suddenly realized Tao Manwu's specialness and immediately said, "Little Manwu! Uncle Dong doesn't know what to tell you now."
"Oh, maybe it's a bad fate. How could you dream about him? It's really surprising that you could dream about two people who have never met each other, unless you have met each other somewhere."
"Xiao Manwu! Tell Uncle Dong the truth. Before you met Xu Fengnian, did you meet other people?"
Tao Manwu shook his head: "No."
Dong Zhuo muttered again.
I find this very strange. Why would such a weird thing happen?
Dong Zhuo just looked at Tao Manwu and warned him, "Little Manwu, don't tell anyone about this. Remember? From now on, don't even tell me."
"Also, Uncle Dong, I hope you can be a carefree child at an age when you shouldn't be sensible, and not be so sensible."
"Uncle Dong's heart is really hurting."
What Dong Zhuo said actually meant to tell Tao Manwu to be a happy child and not to be so tired all day long.
Tao Manwu nodded: "I understand."
Then Tao Manwu left.
Looking at Tao Manwu's receding back, Dong Zhuo felt for the first time how insignificant he was. Standing in front of a child, he seemed helpless.
It seems to be at this very moment.
He thought of someone.
It was the deceased Tao Qianzhi.
That was his sworn brother.
But dead.
Moreover, the person who killed him was Tao Manwu's savior, which created another terrible relationship between the two.
It also makes Xiao Manwu feel...
This is how the world is.
Especially for a special child like her.
Dong Zhuo was caught in a dilemma for a moment.
Should Tao Manwu be involved in this hatred?
This is the question that Dong Zhuo has been thinking about. It seems that at this moment, Dong Zhuo has realized something. He also suddenly thought of something, which is that Tao Manwu must not be involved. Even if Tao Qianzhi's spirit is in heaven, he hopes that his daughter can live in peace, instead of living for hatred.
But given Tao Manwu’s uniqueness, can he really live a happy life?
This forced Dong Zhuo to consider carefully.
There was not even any interference.
Maybe this is another kind of love?
Thinking of this.
Dong Zhuo couldn't help but look outside the house, sighed, and murmured:
“It’s really hard to make a decision!”
"But I believe that with Tao Manwu's character, she will definitely not be affected by anything. She will definitely be able to find her own way."
"But this road is definitely full of thorns and bumps, and sometimes it can even make people feel despair and lost."
Dong Zhuo prayed for Tao Manwu in his heart.
I sincerely hope she lives happily.
He will not be involved in this war. This is Dong Zhuo, a fat man who looks rough but has a very thoughtful heart.
He has considered everything he could consider, and that's who he is.
At this time.
There were footsteps outside the house, accompanied by the sound of scales rubbing against each other on armor.
Not long after.
Even a person had come close. It was one of Dong Zhuo's deputy generals. He stepped forward, bowed to Dong Zhuo and said:
"My king, we are ready."
"Just waiting for your order!"
"Also, we have discovered that the eighteen people are still in Beimang, in a forest..."