Hiya people, why won't anyone review, I'm suspecting that no one is reading
my fic. Anyway, it'll all be over in a few chapters. Please read and
review.
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"Boyue?" Zhao Yun walked cautiously towards the edge of the cliff, where Jiang Wei sat. "I'm sorry, Boyue, I didn't think-"
"That's exactly right," Jiang Wei said angrily, "you didn't think." Then, suddenly, all his anger left him and he closed his eyes. "Do you think Ma Chao will come back?" asked the young strategist.
"Of course he'll be back." The tiger general walked over and sat down next to Jiang Wei, pulling him close.
"I'm not so sure..." Jiang Wei's voice trailed off.
"Boyue," Zhao Yun said firmly but gently, "Look at me." Jiang Wei tilted his head slightly so he could look into Zhao Yun's emerald green eyes. "If you're that worried I'll go out and look for Ma Chao to find out if he's coming back."
"You'd do that for me?" Jiang Wei perked up instantly. "Oh thank you Zilong!!" And Jiang Wei pulled his partner into a deep passionate kiss. As their tongues danced, battling for total supremacy, the tiger generals hand slipped under the young strategist's shirt, and over his abdomen, causing him to shiver. Jiang Wei broke the kiss.
"Zi, really! We're in a public place." Jiang Wei chided.
"You only call me that when you want me to-"
The sound of a person clearing their throat loudly made them look up. Jiang Wei immediately averted his gaze from the new comer.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." Said the clear, calm, cool voice of Zhuge Liang.
Zhao Yun chuckled. "Well," he started, "we were just going to have the best-"
Jiang Wei thrust his hand over Zhao Yun's mouth. "No, you're not interrupting anything, Prime Minister." Jiang Wei said, looking rather flushed.
"Well," said Zhuge Liang, "it did seem pretty heated a minute ago. I think I'll leave you two alone for a while." Zhuge Ling turned, hardly able to keep his huge grin suppressed.
"No, master, the moment's passed," said Jiang Wei exasperatedly. To Zhao Yun he said, "We'll continue this discussion later."
"So that's what you call it. My wife and I call it good, hard-"
"I'm assuming you wanted me to help with planning for the war that's about to begin?" Jiang Wei said to the prime minister. "So let's go."
As they walked away Zhao Yun shouted, "He doesn't like anybody saying 'sex'!!!" Jiang Wei went bright red and quickened his pace. The other two men just laughed.
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"How do you know of my plan?" Diao Chan asked the Wei strategist worryingly.
Sun Shang Xiang and Sima Yi had arrived in Lou Yang that afternoon. They were warmly welcomed, a banquet having been prepared in their honour. During the banquet, Sima Yi had requested to talk to the songstress about a matter of great importance. She had complied with his request, and now they were talking in hushed tones on the balcony of Diao Chan's exquisite bed chamber.
"Lord Wang Yun told me everything on my last visit, he is very easily persuaded."
"What did you do to my father? If you have hurt him I swear-"
"There is no need to worry," Sima Yi cut her off in mid sentence, moving closer to her smiling sweetly. It was a sickly sweet smile. "Wang Yun is unharmed. Now, back to my plan. I need you to elope with Lu Bu."
Diao Chan looked utterly confused. "I was going to anyway. What did my father tell you?" she asked, sitting on the edge of her bed.
Sima Yi sat in the chair opposite and began to relate what he was told of Diao Chan's plan. "Wang Yun said that you were to entice Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo, then kill Dong and make it look like the work of Lu Bu. That way two powerful enemies are eliminated. This is the plan Wang Yun informed me of. Is this not the correct one?"
"No it is correct." Diao Chan said, realising her error. She had not informed Wang Yun that she had fallen in love with Lu Bu and planned to elope with him instead of letting him be killed. "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Well," Sima Yi replied, "I need you to elope to somewhere out of China, after signing all of your troops and generals, land and power to me. I must have the full trust and loyalty of all of your troops, so I can take over China. And when I complete this task, you may return to claim everything you signed to me. This is all I need you to do." Sima Yi smiled again.
Diao Chan sighed. "Sima Yi, if we had any troops we would not need to elope. Dong Zhuo is the one with the power. And he is the one I need to kill."
"Well," said the strategist, studying the dancer's sad face, "you could use your power over him to get him to ally with Wu, but really sign everything to me."
"That might work..." Diao Chan murmured, deep in thought.
"But?"
"But he would want to sleep with me, and I couldn't do that." Diao Chan said, standing up and walking to look out of her window.
"If you poisoned him and timed everything so that he signed everything before trying to mate with you, he would succumb to the poison before his trousers were halfway down his legs."
"Sima Yi, if I do this for you, what do I get?" The dancer asked, slightly puzzled.
"You, my dear," Sima Yi started, a hard, cold tone creeping into his voice, "get the man of your dreams, the chance to spend your life with him, and, you get to live. For if you don't do this, I will inform Dong Zhuo of your plan, and it is in it's later stages, so once uncovered it will seem so obvious, and you will be hanged by that pretty little neck of yours." Diao Chan moved her hands and rubbed her neck as he spoke, "and we don't want that to happen now, do we?" Sima Yi concluded his vicious smile still in place.
"It is done," the elegant songstress walked towards her door. "I will do as you ask. Now be gone, I do not want to spend a moment longer with you than I have to." She held the huge, wrought iron door open for him. He paused at the entrance.
"So glad you could see things my way." The door was slammed in his face. "Temper temper." He muttered, before calling, "will you be joining us later, my lady?"
"No, but send up Lady Sun Shang Xiang, I wish to speak with her."
"Very well." Sima Yi said as he walked down the hall, laughing to himself.
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Yo guys, that's another chapter done. All the fighting will be done in a couple of chapters. Please review. If I don't get to 20 reviews, I might stop writing this fic, so please review.
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"Boyue?" Zhao Yun walked cautiously towards the edge of the cliff, where Jiang Wei sat. "I'm sorry, Boyue, I didn't think-"
"That's exactly right," Jiang Wei said angrily, "you didn't think." Then, suddenly, all his anger left him and he closed his eyes. "Do you think Ma Chao will come back?" asked the young strategist.
"Of course he'll be back." The tiger general walked over and sat down next to Jiang Wei, pulling him close.
"I'm not so sure..." Jiang Wei's voice trailed off.
"Boyue," Zhao Yun said firmly but gently, "Look at me." Jiang Wei tilted his head slightly so he could look into Zhao Yun's emerald green eyes. "If you're that worried I'll go out and look for Ma Chao to find out if he's coming back."
"You'd do that for me?" Jiang Wei perked up instantly. "Oh thank you Zilong!!" And Jiang Wei pulled his partner into a deep passionate kiss. As their tongues danced, battling for total supremacy, the tiger generals hand slipped under the young strategist's shirt, and over his abdomen, causing him to shiver. Jiang Wei broke the kiss.
"Zi, really! We're in a public place." Jiang Wei chided.
"You only call me that when you want me to-"
The sound of a person clearing their throat loudly made them look up. Jiang Wei immediately averted his gaze from the new comer.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." Said the clear, calm, cool voice of Zhuge Liang.
Zhao Yun chuckled. "Well," he started, "we were just going to have the best-"
Jiang Wei thrust his hand over Zhao Yun's mouth. "No, you're not interrupting anything, Prime Minister." Jiang Wei said, looking rather flushed.
"Well," said Zhuge Liang, "it did seem pretty heated a minute ago. I think I'll leave you two alone for a while." Zhuge Ling turned, hardly able to keep his huge grin suppressed.
"No, master, the moment's passed," said Jiang Wei exasperatedly. To Zhao Yun he said, "We'll continue this discussion later."
"So that's what you call it. My wife and I call it good, hard-"
"I'm assuming you wanted me to help with planning for the war that's about to begin?" Jiang Wei said to the prime minister. "So let's go."
As they walked away Zhao Yun shouted, "He doesn't like anybody saying 'sex'!!!" Jiang Wei went bright red and quickened his pace. The other two men just laughed.
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"How do you know of my plan?" Diao Chan asked the Wei strategist worryingly.
Sun Shang Xiang and Sima Yi had arrived in Lou Yang that afternoon. They were warmly welcomed, a banquet having been prepared in their honour. During the banquet, Sima Yi had requested to talk to the songstress about a matter of great importance. She had complied with his request, and now they were talking in hushed tones on the balcony of Diao Chan's exquisite bed chamber.
"Lord Wang Yun told me everything on my last visit, he is very easily persuaded."
"What did you do to my father? If you have hurt him I swear-"
"There is no need to worry," Sima Yi cut her off in mid sentence, moving closer to her smiling sweetly. It was a sickly sweet smile. "Wang Yun is unharmed. Now, back to my plan. I need you to elope with Lu Bu."
Diao Chan looked utterly confused. "I was going to anyway. What did my father tell you?" she asked, sitting on the edge of her bed.
Sima Yi sat in the chair opposite and began to relate what he was told of Diao Chan's plan. "Wang Yun said that you were to entice Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo, then kill Dong and make it look like the work of Lu Bu. That way two powerful enemies are eliminated. This is the plan Wang Yun informed me of. Is this not the correct one?"
"No it is correct." Diao Chan said, realising her error. She had not informed Wang Yun that she had fallen in love with Lu Bu and planned to elope with him instead of letting him be killed. "What do you want me to do for you?"
"Well," Sima Yi replied, "I need you to elope to somewhere out of China, after signing all of your troops and generals, land and power to me. I must have the full trust and loyalty of all of your troops, so I can take over China. And when I complete this task, you may return to claim everything you signed to me. This is all I need you to do." Sima Yi smiled again.
Diao Chan sighed. "Sima Yi, if we had any troops we would not need to elope. Dong Zhuo is the one with the power. And he is the one I need to kill."
"Well," said the strategist, studying the dancer's sad face, "you could use your power over him to get him to ally with Wu, but really sign everything to me."
"That might work..." Diao Chan murmured, deep in thought.
"But?"
"But he would want to sleep with me, and I couldn't do that." Diao Chan said, standing up and walking to look out of her window.
"If you poisoned him and timed everything so that he signed everything before trying to mate with you, he would succumb to the poison before his trousers were halfway down his legs."
"Sima Yi, if I do this for you, what do I get?" The dancer asked, slightly puzzled.
"You, my dear," Sima Yi started, a hard, cold tone creeping into his voice, "get the man of your dreams, the chance to spend your life with him, and, you get to live. For if you don't do this, I will inform Dong Zhuo of your plan, and it is in it's later stages, so once uncovered it will seem so obvious, and you will be hanged by that pretty little neck of yours." Diao Chan moved her hands and rubbed her neck as he spoke, "and we don't want that to happen now, do we?" Sima Yi concluded his vicious smile still in place.
"It is done," the elegant songstress walked towards her door. "I will do as you ask. Now be gone, I do not want to spend a moment longer with you than I have to." She held the huge, wrought iron door open for him. He paused at the entrance.
"So glad you could see things my way." The door was slammed in his face. "Temper temper." He muttered, before calling, "will you be joining us later, my lady?"
"No, but send up Lady Sun Shang Xiang, I wish to speak with her."
"Very well." Sima Yi said as he walked down the hall, laughing to himself.
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Yo guys, that's another chapter done. All the fighting will be done in a couple of chapters. Please review. If I don't get to 20 reviews, I might stop writing this fic, so please review.