Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Only two items? Two items?

"I have such a perfect system, but you only have these two items left?" Zhang Mo felt like she had fallen from heaven back to hell in an instant.

Lu Bu expressed his innocence, saying he had no idea why he only had these two items left, and that he hadn't stolen them.

Zhang Mo was going crazy, "Give it back to me, give it back to me..."

"How do you pay me back? You tell me and I'll pay you back right away."

Lu Bu looked at her very sincerely. This power increase would not be of much use to him. It would be best if he could return it to Amo. He would not have to worry about her being in danger anymore.

"how could I know?"

Zhang Mo rubbed his head and said, "Give it back to me, give it back to me... I want to go back, I don't want to stay here, give it back to me, I want to go back even in my dreams..."

The little mouth in front of him was pink and moist, and a fragrant breath diffused out with the opening and closing of the lips. Lu Bu's throat rolled, hormones surged, and he put his arms around her waist and blocked her mouth with his without hesitation.

The sweet taste and soft touch made Lu Bu's heart shaken. He finally tasted the taste he had been dreaming of today. He held the back of her head with his other hand and deepened the kiss. Zhang Mo stared with her beautiful eyes, and it took her a moment to realize that she was kissed forcibly!

"Let go! Let go..."

She whimpered and pushed him, but Lu Bu reluctantly let go. Zhang Mo was embarrassed and angry, "You rascal, a big rascal... You stole my system and my first kiss, bastard——"

Lu Bu allowed her to beat and scold him. Fearing that his armor would hurt her hands, he quickly took it off. He then took off her armor and hugged her tightly. "I didn't mean to do that. I just couldn't help it..."

"You big bastard—"

Lu Bu patted her back soothingly, "Okay, okay, I'm a bastard, now I've beaten you and scolded you, don't be angry, where do you want to go back to? Jinyang or Taihang? I'll take you back."

Where to go back?

Zhang Mo suddenly quieted down and leaned into his arms, whispering, "I can never go back to the place I want to go back to, I can never go back..."

I don’t know whether her modern body is sleeping or dead. If she dies in the Han Dynasty, will she return to the modern era?

Lu Bu frowned. "Is there anywhere in the world you can't go? Even the Imperial Palace, I can take you there someday."

Something she had originally given up hope for suddenly gave her hope, yet it also made her despair. Zhang Mo was stunned and silent for a long time before she regained her composure. She looked up at Lu Bu and said, "You said you saw your whole life. Does that mean you know what will happen in the future?"

Lu Bu nodded. "However, many people and things have changed since the system entered my mind four years ago. For example, you didn't exist in my life in that lifetime, but now you have become the most important person to me."

Zhang Mo's mind was still a little confused at this time. She thought that Lu Bu's life must have changed that night, and the system that originally belonged to her had inexplicably run to him. She was afraid that her fate and his were destined to be entangled from then on.

This system was customized by extracting her spiritual energy. Is Lu Bu's love for her so much due to the influence of the system?

Seeing Zhang Mo calm down, Lu Bu asked curiously, "Amo, why do you have this system? Was it given to you by an immortal?"

Zhang Mo nodded randomly, "It's a magic weapon given to me by the immortal."

"Then you could speak to her?"

Zhang Mo said angrily, "How can I say that? You've already eaten her. She's completely yours. She hasn't spoken in all these years. She must have disappeared."

Speaking of this, Zhang Mo looked depressed again.

"I didn't eat it... She ran over me..."

Lu Bu tightened his arms around her. "What's mine is yours. My strength can protect you. If you want to know about the future, I can tell you."

Zhang Mo laughed. She knew more about the things recorded in history books than he did.

However, if Lü Bu already knew the future, why did he still defect to Dong Zhuo? Could he have helped Dong Zhuo dig up the emperor's tomb, burned Luoyang, and aided and abetted his tyranny? Also, did he know about the Wang family's extermination by the rebels?

"You only see your own life? What about other people's? Where do you see it?"

Lu Bu said, "You only see my own life, from my birth to my death by Cao Cao at the White Gate Tower."

Zhang Mo asked tentatively, "Now that you've seen the future, what are your plans for the future?"

Lü Bu was stunned for a moment. "In my dream, I saw Dong Zhuo taking control of Luoyang after Your Majesty's death. I joined Dong Zhuo to take over his Western Liang army. Originally, I wanted to use my military power to pacify Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Cao Cao, and others one by one and support the Han Dynasty. But now I think it's too difficult to accomplish without a stable rear base, money, food, and capable people. So I persuaded Dong Zhuo to come to Bingzhou first, but I don't think he will stay there."

"What about you? Are you going to follow him to Luoyang in the future?"

Lu Bu nodded, "I can only follow him."

Zhang Mo hesitated for a moment and asked, "What if... you force him to stay in Bingzhou?"

Lü Bu smiled bitterly. "How can I force him to stay? I only have 4,000 men under my command. Two of my five generals are close associates of Dong Zhuo, and the other generals in the Western Liang army are also at odds with me. Not to mention that this is impossible, even if it were possible, he has treated me so well, I cannot betray him."

"You let him stay to save him, how can you say that you are betraying your master?"

Lü Bu said, "You think this way, but others don't know. If I rebel, I will be seen as a traitor in the eyes of the world. In that life, I killed Ding Yuan and was cursed for a lifetime. How can I repeat the same mistake now?"

Zhang Mo muttered to herself, "In my previous life, I dared to do anything, but now I care about my reputation..."

"So what are your plans now? Also, why were you strangled to death by Cao Cao in your dream?"

Lü Bu recounted his life story to Zhang Mo in detail, and concluded, "I don't know what to do now. I can only take it one step at a time."

"Otherwise, don't go to Luoyang with him. Stay in Bingzhou."

Lu Bu shook his head, "He won't agree."

Zhang Mo wanted to persuade Lu Bu to take this opportunity to break away from Dong Zhuo, but then she thought that this guy cared so much about his reputation now, and Dong Zhuo had been very kind to him, so he would not betray his master and would certainly not abandon him.

She then asked, "If the world falls into chaos, will you also fight for the world as in your dream?"

Lu Bu nodded. After seeing the world in his dream, he said it would be a lie to say that he had no ambition to conquer the world. If he failed to support the Han Dynasty, he would definitely replace it. Even if the ending was still the same as in his dream, he would have no regrets.

"You have no family background and no connections. If you truly want to conquer the world, you can only rely on grassroots strength and reputation. Therefore, you cannot help the tyrant in Luoyang, and the Xiliang army cannot wantonly plunder the people and bring disgrace upon themselves."

Lu Bu said, "I understand. If I can't persuade Dong Zhuo, I'll find an excuse to temporarily leave Luoyang. If that doesn't work, I'll request to stay outside after the war with the princes of Guandong."

"Well, that's the best!"

But in fact, it would be better to kill him before Dong Zhuo entered Luoyang. Lu Bu could then replace him and garrison Bingzhou based on his merits in pacifying the Southern Xiongnu, and avoid getting involved in the muddy waters of Luoyang.

If I kill Dong Zhuo, will he hate me?

Zhang Mo sighed in her heart. Let her resent him, but whether it was for her father, for him, or for the continuation of the Han Dynasty, she could not let Dong Zhuo enter Luoyang.

Luoyang is a thousand-year-old imperial capital. There are so many documents, books and antiques in the imperial palace that they must not be burned.