Chapter 3 Awareness

"Mother, how can it be you?"

Liu Feng looked shocked and quickly let go of her hand. Mrs. Mi is Liu Bei's main room, nominally Liu Feng's direct mother. Although the defense of men and women in this era is not as serious as that of later generations, the etiquette is still there after all. If people see him as a son, such a "mother" with untidy clothes and exposed skin, even if she is inconvenient, she will be criticized.

Mrs. Mi also recognized Liu Feng and was rescued by her son from the enemy. She should have been lucky, but Mrs. Mi was ashamed and turned her head to one side and dared not look at Liu Feng, as if she had done something shameful.

Liu Feng understood why she was ashamed. He wanted to know that she was the wife of Liu Bei, the famous uncle of the Han Dynasty. Even if she was repeatedly abandoned by Liu Bei in those years, the enemies who captured her always treated her with courtesy. Now, she is so humiliated by two unknown Cao soldiers, and she is also seen by her adopted son. If such a thing is spread out, where will her fame be, and Liu Bei's reputation will be hit.

Thinking of this, Liu Feng coughed dryly: "Mother, don't worry, I won't mention it to anyone today. Mother, wait a minute. I'll go to the house to see if I can find some clothes to change for you.

Liu Feng comforted Mrs. Mi, turned the earthen wall, and stepped on the firewood door of the earthen house. It was neatly decorated but there was no one inside. It was thought that the people living here fled to avoid the military disaster. Liu Feng turned over the box and at least found a few clean women's clothes.

"Mother, there are a few peasant women's clothes, which are quite clean. Mother will change them." Liu Feng took his clothes back to the earth wall and suddenly was stunned there.

Because there was a baby in Mrs. Mi's arms at this time.

"I was chased here by those two enemies just now. I was afraid that they would murder A Dou, so I hid him in a pile of firewood." Mrs. Mi explained.

A Dou, this boy is also here. In an instant, a terrible idea flashed in Liu Feng's mind, and he immediately forcibly suppressed the idea.

He took his clothes and looked down at A Dou, who was still in his sitter. The boy was sleeping sweetly. Outside, his direct mother was almost annihilarated by the enemy. The boy was not woken up at all. He was really sleepy.

"How can mother and A Dou be here? Where's Gan Niang?" Liu Feng asked.

Mrs. Mi sighed: "At that time, the enemy came suddenly, and everyone dispersed, and I got lost with Gan Mei. Later, the soldiers who protected us also fled. I had no choice but to run away with A Dou in my arms. Fortunately, I met you. My husband is such a son, and I finally saved him.

Mrs. Mi's sentence "Husband, he is such a son" seemed to be casual, but it hurt Liu Feng's heart.

Liu Feng vaguely remembered that a few months ago, before A Dou was born, Mrs. Mi said to him: Husband, you are the only son, you should work hard and live up to our expectations of you.

In just a few months, it has become like this. It's casually true. It seems that in your hearts, you don't treat me as a member of the Liu family at all.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. My mother has changed her clothes. Let's meet my father as soon as possible." Liu Feng didn't want to hear her tell how important A Dou was to Liu Bei.

"You hug A Dou, and I'll change my clothes."

Liu Feng took A Dou and turned to the outside of the earth wall. He looked at the sleeping little life in his arms and suddenly felt that he was ridiculous now. It was in order to pave the way for this guy that Liu Bei in history ignored the feelings of father and son and used Guan Yu's death as an excuse to remove "Liu Feng". Now he knows history, but he still has to protect the root of this disaster.

The evil idea in my mind sprouted again. In the blood-stained eyes, the palm full of trauma clenched its fist tightly, and the murderous atmosphere gradually condensed.

Liu Chan's life is in my hands. Why don't I get rid of this disaster? Can't my tragic ending be changed in one fell swoop?

However, Mrs. Mi is here. If I kill A Dou, how can I hide it?

The fists are clenched, and the sword eyebrows are condensed into a terrible blade.

Another more terrible idea filled my mind: If so, then don't do it, and then kill it with Mi!

Just as Liu Feng hesitated at the moment of deciding his surname, he suddenly heard a muffled sound on the other side of the earth wall. Suddenly remembered something, Liu Feng rushed to accept the evil thoughts and ran over in a few steps, and his whole body was immediately shocked and speechless.

Mrs. Mi, who changed the clothes of the civilian woman, was lying under the root of the earth wall. There was a big hole in her forehead, and a large pool of blood splashed. Obviously, she was the one who hit the wall and committed suicide.

Liu Feng just remembered: In history, Zhao Yun should have found Mrs. Mi and A Dou first. Mrs. Mi committed suicide in order not to drag down A Dou. Now, it seems that she has replaced Zhao Yun. If so, will Mrs. Mi still commit suicide?

But now, Liu Feng doesn't need to guess anymore.

"Mother, why do you have to do this?" Liu Feng walked forward silently, shaking his head and sighing but not saving. Mrs. Mi was so seriously injured that she only had one breath left at the present. In such a doctorless situation, any of her efforts were in vain.

The dying Mrs. Mi held her last breath and said in a trembling voice, "I... was insulted by this... No... Faceless goodbye to my husband... Please... Please protect me... A Dou... Protect..."

Mrs. Mi's voice was hoarse and looked at her with a kind of pleading gaze. Liu Feng understood that if she didn't agree, she would leave at ease. What else could Liu Feng do to a woman who was about to die? He had to nod silently.

Mrs. Mi got Liu Feng's promise, and her pale face unexpectedly showed a relieved smile. Then she closed her eyes and fell into a pool of blood with a smile.

'Liu Bei has abandoned you again and again, and this A Dou is not your own son. When you die, you still think about Liu Bei. Alas, I really don't know whether you are respectable or pathetic.'

Liu Feng looked down at A Dou. The boy still slept deeply and didn't realize the separation between life and death in the outside world.

At this moment, Liu Feng forgot his promise to Mrs. Mi, as if he was not holding a living baby, but his own fate.

Fate is in his own hands, and the God-given opportunity to change his life against the sky is determined by Liu Feng's thoughts.

Kill? Or don't kill?

Time seemed to solidify at this moment. Liu Feng could clearly hear his heartbeat intensifying and his blood surging in the cavity. His eyes became more and more ferocious, and his blood-stained face was twisted into an insincere and benevolent shape.

At the critical moment of the choice, A Dou in his arms woke up. He opened a pair of big watery eyes and looked blankly at the person holding him. Suddenly, he smiled.

The innocent smile of this little guy woke Liu Feng from the cover of murderous intent in an instant. At this time, Liu Feng suddenly had a kind of enlightening consciousness.

Is the root of the disaster really Liu Chan?

Even if he kills Liu Chan, Liu Bei will still have Liu Yong and Liu Li. As long as Liu Bei is not incompetent, he will always have his own biological son in his lifetime. Isn't this the case in history?

At that time, Liu Feng was still a threat. Whether it was Liu Chan or others, as long as he threatened the status of his own son, Liu Bei would remove him without hesitation.

The real curse is actually Liu Bei!

After understanding all this, Liu Feng laughed at himself: "Liu Feng, Liu Feng, remember to think more about everything in the future. Kill a baby who hasn't even learned how to crawl. Fortunately, you can figure it out.

The idea of killing was gone. Liu Feng wrapped A Dou in a cloak and held it in his chest. He was ready to fulfill his promise to Mrs. Mi and escort A Dou safely to Liu Bei's hands. Perhaps the credit for saving A Dou may be of some help to change his fate.

Liu Feng tied up A Dou and was going to leave here to continue south, but he thought that it was not a way to leave Mrs. Mi's body here. If he was found by Cao Jun to humiliate Liu Bei, he would still be responsible.

So, Liu Feng wiped the blood stains on Mrs. Mi's body as respect for a deceased, and then moved her under the earth wall, ready to overthrow the earth wall to bury her.

With the usual strength, it is not a problem to push down this earth wall, but now that Liu Feng is injured, his strength is greatly reduced, so he has to endure the pain of his inner strength, gather as much as possible, and struggle to push the earth wall.

With all his strength, the earth wall was about to collapse. At this time, his ear suddenly surged like a thunderous shout: "stop!"

Liu Feng's eardrums buzzed, and his head was dizzy. When he suddenly turned around, he saw a cloud-like pure white shadow.

With the reduction of tinnitus, his eyes gradually became clear. The man was wearing a silver armor and a pure white brocade robe, and the long gun in his hand flowed with silver light.

Looking up, the bronze handsome face was angular, like a knife and an axe. Under the two horizontal eyebrows were towering noses and deep-set eyes, and the eyes flashed in the yellow-brown pupils, like a blade. At this moment, those eyes were staring at him coldly, with a little anger.

That man is Zhao Yun.

Liu Feng is worried about his current physical condition. It is still unknown whether he can escape to the south with a baby. Zhao Yun's sudden appearance should have surprised him, but Zhao Yun's angry shout made Liu Feng feel a little ominous.

"What are you doing!" Zhao Yun shouted angrily again, and the blue veins on the back of his hand holding the gun surged, and suspicion and murder quickly burst out.

Liu Feng's heart skipped a beat: Shit, he really didn't come at the right time. Did he think I had harmed Mrs. Mi?