Lu Sage was just nine years old when he died.

The beauty of the world is not as good as that of cardamom.

The little girl had been pampered since she was born. She was supposed to live her life smoothly, but she never expected that she would be killed by an arrow in the New Year when she was just nine years old.

The Lu family in Dongyang County has been a prosperous family for hundreds of years and has accumulated countless wealth.

The head of the Lu family, Lu Yuanshan, was known as Lu Bancheng in Dongyang County, and was also known as the good man of Lu.

The good reputation of the Lu family has been accumulated over several generations starting from their great-grandfather and has reached its peak today.

No one expected that doing good may not necessarily lead to good rewards.

In the spring of March, the new peaches posted in front of the door are still bright in color, and the white snow in the wilderness has not yet melted.

The black night is like a curtain, covering the entire sky of Dongyang County.

Only the Lujiazhuang on the edge of Xiaoyun Mountain was burning into the sky, and the hot fire jumped in the night, devouring countless lives.

Pfft.

White arrow feathers came through the air with wet cold air, and the cold arrows danced with dazzling light under the light of the fire. The sharp arrows passed through the chest, knocking Lu Sheige's whole body upside down.

"Xi Ge..."

A shrill sound rang in her ears, making Lu Sheige's ears rumble. In an instant, her little body was protected by someone's strong and warm arms.

The sharp arrow penetrated the golden necklace on his chest and pierced Lu Shege's heart.

pain.

The pain from the wound was not as good as the severe pain in the chest, which was the panic and helplessness of about to lose something.

"Daddy..."

Lu Xiige murmured unconsciously. She wanted to turn over, but she didn't. The thick quilt pressed against her body, which only allowed her to move her hands and feet slightly in vain.

The dilapidated and crude shack is less than one person tall, and adults have to bend down and tuck themselves in and out to get in and out.

The space in the shack is not big, it can only accommodate a wooden bed, a low table, a wooden pillar for sitting on, and nothing else.

A dilapidated wooden bed was placed against the wall, with a sickly child sleeping on the bed.

The child looked about eight or nine years old. His little face looked sallow and sallow as if he had been smeared with ginger juice. Only his long and curled eyelashes fell down like a row of fans, casting a faint shadow in the eye sockets.

One can't help but wonder what kind of eyes there are under those thick eyelashes.

An even thinner girl squatted beside the bed. She was holding a rag in her dark hands, dipping it in the cold water in the tub in front of her again and again, and then turned around and gently wiped the forehead of the boy sleeping on the bed.

Is this all a dream?

Lu Sheige struggled to wake up from her dream. She still remembered that she was visiting the museum alone.

Why does it seem like I'm asleep again now and can't wake up?

Lu Sheige still remembers the scene when she was in the exhibition hall. At that time, she happened to walk in front of an exhibit.

The exhibit is a golden Yingluo, which cannot be concealed by the passage of time. The brilliant Yingluo is made of gold, with a safety lock as big as an adult's palm in the middle, and tassels of gold beads below, with two large and round ones.

Beads hang from the sides.

Because it was so beautiful, Lu Shege couldn't help but stay there for a while longer.

The Yingluo in the museum was almost exactly the same as the golden Yingluo that was pierced into her heart with the arrow in her dream, and they looked exactly the same.

The difference is probably that when she lowered her head to look at the arrow on her chest, it didn't really seem like she was in a dream.

They say that what you think about every day is what you dream about at night, I must be dreaming.

Such a real dream made Lu Sheige feel scared.

Lu Xiangge tried hard to wake up from her dream. She struggled violently and opened her mouth to shout, but she took a deep breath of cold air into her lungs first. The cold air seemed to have been wrapped in a handful of chili powder and poured into her lungs.

The tube in her lungs choked her and made her cough heartbreakingly.

The pain made her uncontrollably open her mouth, and with a cry, warm liquid flowed out from the corners of her mouth.

There was a voice in her ears, intermittent, with a strange accent. What was even more amazing was that she could understand it.

"Mom, mother...my brother is vomiting blood."

"Master, hurry up, go and call the doctor."

"Why are you vomiting blood? Haven't you already taken the medicine?"

"I don't know... please call the doctor quickly!" The woman's voice was full of indescribable panic. Because of her anxiety, her voice couldn't help but become sharper, filled with deep worry.

"I'll go right away, don't panic, it might be congestion, just spit it out and it'll be fine."

A series of sounds sounded in his ears, including voices, exclamations, and running footsteps. The shock made Lu Sheige feel dizzy. He tilted his head and vomited out another mouthful of blood.

She wanted to speak, but her mouthpiece seemed to be stuck with something and she couldn't open it. She could only make a huffing sound like a broken bellows.

Before she could continue to work hard to wake up, Lu Xiangge fell into a nightmare again.

This dream seems to be the continuation of the previous dream, and also seems to be in reverse order with the previous dream.

The firelight illuminated half of the black sky, and through the firelight, a group of more than ten soldiers and horses could be vaguely seen rushing towards them.

The leading black horse's hooves trampled on the snow and landed on the plaque at the gate. The horse's hooves crushed the Chinese character "Lu" with flying phoenixes on it.

The leading boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old. He wore a silver armor and carried a pitch black long bow in his hand. The black long bow was suddenly raised, as if breaking through the dark night.

The firelight shone on the young man's young and handsome face, with a cold and determined expression.

The bright red blood, the jumping fire, the neighing horses, those fallen familiar figures...

Countless voices intertwined together, and in Lu Shege's mind, only the figure of a young man wearing silver armor, bending a bow and shooting arrows was left in the firelight.

Did he want to shoot me to death?

The arrow that went straight to the heart before was shot by him, right?

This man is so cruel!

Lu Shege thought.

…

The bitter concoction was poured from Lu Sheige's mouth, with a small amount going into his throat and a large amount flowing out.

The wet and hot cloth fell on Lu Sheige's face, wiping away the remaining concoction on her cheeks little by little.

Lu Sheige frowned and turned away. She didn't want to drink the medicine. It was too bitter.

A pair of rough hands held her head from head to head, then they parted her lips and poured spoonfuls of bitter medicine down her throat.

Lu Xiuge wanted to struggle, but because he was not strong enough, he could only flutter a few times in vain.

A tear fell on her face, and a gentle female voice rang in her ears: "Bao'er, wake up, your father and mother are gone, you must not let anything happen..."

Is this still a dream?

Lu Xiangge thought to himself, I don’t even have parents, let alone parents!

When she was born, she was abandoned at the entrance of the orphanage.

The person who raised her was the orphanage, and the person who loved her was the mother who cared about her.

Even her name, she always thought it was given by the dean's mother. Her surname was Lu and Sheige.

Later, she read a poem: "The faint light shines over the Tianhe River, and the luan swallows and the crane sings."

Lu Xiuge thought that this was probably the origin of my name.

She took the book and asked the dean's mother. The dean's mother only smiled and touched her head, without saying yes or no.

Lu Shege then understood that her name might have been given by the person who abandoned her.
Chapter completed!