Shu Yu leaned against the wall and fell asleep until she was woken up by the noise of a group of people and horses.

Shu Yu regained some strength through the rest just now, slowly opened his eyes, a group of men on horses rushed to his side, Shu Yu was startled, but his body was not strong, he couldn't run if he wanted to, he just got up and fell to the ground, helplessly watching the group of people getting closer and closer to him.

"Shizi, there seems to be a temple somewhere, and there seems to be a person in the temple."

A servant with sharp eyes saw Shu Yu in Yizhuang, and hurriedly reported to the white-clothed young man in the middle.

"Let's go, go and take shelter from the rain."

The young man in white raised his horsewhip and waved his hand, and continued to rush in the direction of Shu Yu.

Shu Yu stared at this group of people in horror getting closer and closer, she could only close her eyes helplessly, life and death are in the sky, life and death are in the sky, Shu Yu still can't figure out how she came here, and it is estimated that she has to explain here in a daze, I just hope that this group of people can let themselves die happily and don't torture themselves.

Shu Yu is obviously very pessimistic, from Shuang'er's memory, Shu Yu knows that he is now living in a certain Chinese dynasty, but he does not know which dynasty and which generation, only knows that the emperor's surname is Song, and the country he lives in is called Song Kingdom, in Shu Yu's impression, he has not heard of this dynasty.

Shu Yu couldn't remember for a while which dynasty in China was the emperor surnamed Song, these are not important, the important thing is that in this era of closed information, men are superior to women, and in this wilderness, a group of men want to commit a crime against a weak woman, and then throw the corpse, it is very easy, the key wilderness and mountains, who will know if the crime is committed, even if the body is found one day, it is estimated that no one will report to the official!

It is precisely because of Shuang'er's memory that she feels very insecure, in this society where men are inferior to women, women's lives are like mustard, let men fiddle, not to mention equality between men and women, it is estimated that women do not even have the right to speak.

"Girl, can you make it convenient, let the inferior people also go in to avoid the rain, I just returned home, unfortunately encountered this storm, Yu has a tendency to fall more and more, this barren mountains and mountains, I really can't find other places to shelter from the rain, and I hope the girl will make it convenient."

The person who came did not break in directly as Shu Yu imagined, which would cause harm to himself, but the young man in white who took the lead dismounted first and politely asked Shu Yu.

Shu Yu was very surprised when he heard the polite request of the visitor, opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, judging from the dress, this young man should be the master, in his impression, those masters in the TV series are not all arrogant and arrogant, self-righteous, exploring and asking for directions, fetching water and other chores are not handed over to the slaves around him! Why is this young man in front of him so polite, with a slave by his side, and he came to ask for it.

The young man looked seventeen or eighteen years old, the same age as Shuang'er, dressed in white, wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair on his head, a long spike palace silk tied with colorful silk knots, and a small court boot with a blue satin foundation. The sideburns are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves, Pan An's appearance is just like this, in a word, handsome.

Shu Yu stared at the young man in white and was a little distracted, his head was cranky, and he didn't speak.

"Girl, can you make it easier?"

Seeing that Shu Yu didn't say anything, but stared at him in a daze, the man in white couldn't help but ask again.

"Uh, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want, this place is not mine, I am also passing by, take shelter from the rain here."

Shu Yu retracted his eyes embarrassedly, and hurriedly let the young man in white and others in.

"Thank you, girl."

The young man in white bowed and led a group of mermaids in.

The already small space, suddenly squeezed into five or six people, the small space became more narrow, the height of Yizhuang is not high, the space is not large, and there is an urn, except for an open space where Shu Yu sits, the space is pitiful, and several people can only half-squat in it to hide from the rain in order to make way for the young man in white.

A servant took out a cushion and spread it on the ground, letting the young man in white sit on the ground, and after the young man in white sat down, he faced Shu Yu.

Shu Yu's originally weak body, coupled with the rain that had been drenched all night, and unfortunately there were relatives here, and his face was extremely pale at this time. The spirit seems to be even more languishing.

"Girl, look like you're sick."

The young man in white saw that Shu Yu's face was getting paler and paler, and he couldn't help asking.

Shu Yu had been guarding against a group of young men in white, but the young man in white suddenly spoke, startled, tightened his clothes, clasped his hands around his chest, showed nervous eyes, stared at the young man in white, and did not say anything.

"Don't be afraid, girl, my group of people are not bad people, in Xia Song Jing, the word Qingwen, the other few people are my servants, just returned from Kyoto, unfortunately it is in time for the rainy season."

The young man in white saw Shu Yu's eyes, and hurriedly signed up for his own number, but he did not report his home, and the young man and Shu Yu did not know each other, for fear that reporting his home would cause him inconvenience.

Shu Yu's originally sluggish spirit, when he heard the young man in white signing up for his own number, he couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, why is this person's name so funny, Song Jing, "send sperm", the name is obscene enough, but the name is elegant.

"Song Zong, let's see if there are any clean clothes and put them on for the girl."

Song Jing saw that Shu Yu was soaked all over, his face was pale, and it was the autumn and plum rain season, so he was careful not to invade the cold again, so he hurriedly ordered his servants to find clean clothes.

Hearing Song Jing's self-registration number, it was even more funny when he heard the name of his servant, Shu Yu's tense expression couldn't help but smile secretly.

Song Zong rummaged through his luggage, reluctantly took out a robe that was not quite wet from underneath, and handed it to Shu Yu.

Shu Yu wanted to refuse, firstly, he was not familiar with Song Jing's group, and he didn't know if they had other intentions, and secondly, he was wet and muddy, and he would be embarrassed if he stained other people's robes.

However, his body is indeed very weak now, there are faint signs of fever, and the most fatal thing is that the pain in the lower abdomen is unbearable, and for various reasons, Shu Yu has to take the robe and warm himself first.

"That...... Thank you! ”

After Shu Yu thanked him, he didn't speak, but he felt more and more tired, leaning against the wall and looking at the rain outside.

Shu Yu herself gradually understood what place she was in now, although she still didn't understand how she came here, but from Shuang'er's memory, she had learned that she had traveled to ancient times, and it was still the ancient times of China, but she didn't know which dynasty she was currently in, and she didn't know where the current region belonged to the modern era.

"Girl, you're welcome, it's just a gesture."

Song Jing thanked Shu Yu and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Why did the girl fall ill alone in this mountain wilderness, whether she was accompanied by her family, or was she lost with her family and lost in this mountain wilderness."

Seeing that Shu Yu was silent again, Song Jing hurriedly broke the embarrassing atmosphere and asked about Shu Yu's situation.

"Don't be a long girl, a short girl. My name is Shu Yu, just call me by name. ”

Shu Yu didn't know how to speak in the crepe of these ancients, and when he heard that Song Jing girl was long and short, he also felt awkward, so he simply signed up for his own number, anyway, the name is just a title, not so pretentious, but his voice is still soft and weak.

Shu Yu's current body, her real name is Lu Shuang'er, although she has Lu Shuang'er's memory, but she is still Shu Yu, moreover, since she is not dead, it proves that God is favoring her, she will not live with the name Lu Shuang'er anymore, she wants to live for herself.