Lu Yangge was just nine years old when he died.

The appearance of the world, not as good as cardamom.

The little girl has been pampered since birth, and she should have lived her life smoothly, but she did not expect to die with an arrow through her heart in the New Year when she was just nine years old.

The Lu family in Dongyang County, a century-old family, has flourished and accumulated countless wealth.

Lu Yuanshan, the head of the Lu family, is in Dongyang County, known as Lu Bancheng, and is also known as Lu Dashanren.

The good name of the Lu family, starting from his great-grandfather, has been accumulated for several generations until the current dynasty has reached its peak.

No one knew that doing good deeds would not necessarily lead to good rewards.

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

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

Only Lujiazhuang on the edge of Xiaoyun Mountain was in flames, and the scorching firelight jumped in the night, devouring countless lives.

Poof.

The white arrow feathers burst through the air with a wet cold air, and the cold arrows danced with a dazzling light under the light of the fire. The sharp arrow pierced through his chest and flew Lu Yangge's whole person upside down.

"Song ......"

The terrible sound sounded in his ears, and Lu Yange's ears rumbled. In an instant, her small body was escorted into a strong and warm embrace.

The sharp arrow pierced through the golden Yingluo on his chest and pierced Lu Yange's heart.

Hurt.

The pain of the wound was no match for the sharp pain coming from the chest, the panic and helplessness of losing something.

"Daddy......"

Lu Yangge muttered unconsciously, she wanted to turn over, but she didn't flip, the thick quilt pressed against her body, which could only make her move her hands and feet slightly in vain.

The dilapidated and simple shack is less than one person high, and adults have to bend over to get in and out before they can get in and out.

The space in the shack was not large, except for a wooden bed, a low table, a wooden pier where people could sit, and nothing else.

The old wooden bed rested against the wall, and a sick child fell asleep on the bed.

The child looked like he was about eight or nine years old, and his little face seemed to be smeared with ginger juice, sallow and sallow. Only the long, curled eyelashes fell like a row of fans, leaving a faint shadow on the eye sockets.

People can't help but wonder what kind of eyes will be under those thick eyelashes.

There was a thinner little girl squatting next to the bed, holding a rag towel in her dark little hands, soaking the cold water in the wooden basin in front of her again and again, and then turning her head to gently wipe her forehead for the boy sleeping on the bed.

It's all a dream, right?

Lu Yangge struggled to wake up from her dream, and she still remembered that she was visiting the museum alone.

Why does it seem that I am asleep again and can't wake up now?

Lu Yangge still remembers her situation in the exhibition hall, when she happened to walk in front of an exhibit.

The exhibit is a golden jewel, and the years have changed, and it cannot hide its scorching beauty. The golden Yingluo, made of gold, has an adult-sized peace lock in the middle, decorated with gold bead tassels underneath, and two large and round beads hanging on both sides.

Because it was so beautiful, Lu Yangge couldn't bear to stay in place for a while.

The Yingluo in the museum is almost exactly the same as the golden Yingluo in her dream at this moment, piercing her heart with an arrow, and it looks exactly the same.

If there is a difference, it is probably that she looks down at the arrow on her chest, and the real one does not seem to be in a dream.

It is said that I think about it day and night and dream about it, and I must be dreaming.

Such a real dream made Lu Yangge feel scared.

Lu Yangge tried to wake up from the dream, struggled violently, opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but first took a hard breath of cold air into his lungs. The cold air seemed to be wrapped in a handful of chili noodles, which rushed into her lungs, choking her and coughing heartbreakingly.

The pain made her mouth open uncontrollably, and with a whoosh, warm liquid flowed down the corners of her mouth.

There was a voice ringing in my ears, staccato and with a strange accent. What's even more amazing is that she can understand.

"Mother, mother...... My brother vomited blood. ”

"Boss, hurry, go get a doctor."

"Why are you vomiting blood? Isn't the medicine already delivered? ”

"I don't know...... Ask the doctor to go! The woman's voice was filled with indescribable trepidation, and it was uncontrollably sharp and worried because of her anxiety.

"I'll go now, don't panic, it may be bruising, just spit it out."

In his ears, a series of voices sounded, talking, exclaiming, and running footsteps, which shook Lu Yangge's dizziness, and he tilted his head and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

She tried to speak, but her mouthpiece seemed to be stuck to something, and she couldn't open it, only to make a bellows-like snort.

couldn't wait for her to continue to work hard to wake up, and Lu Yangge fell into a nightmare again.

This dream seems to have followed the previous dream, and it seems to have reversed the order with the previous dream.

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

The leading black horse stepped on the snow with four hooves, and it happened to land on the door plaque at the gate, and the horse's hooves smashed the word "Lu" on it.

The leading young man was no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a silver armor, and carrying a pitch-black longbow in his hand, which was suddenly raised, as if it had broken through the inky night.

The light of the fire shone on the young man's young and handsome face, and his expression was cold and resolute.

The crimson blood, the leaping firelight, the neighing horses, the familiar figures that fell......

Countless voices were intertwined, and in Lu Yangge's mind, in the end, only the figure of the young man in silver armor and bending his bow and shooting arrows remained in the firelight.

He's trying to shoot me, right?

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

This man is so ruthless!

Lu Yangge thought.

……

The bitter medicinal juice poured into Lu Yange's mouth, a small half went into his throat, and a large half flowed outside.

The hot and humid cloth towel fell on Lu Yangge's face, wiping away the remaining medicinal juice next to her cheek little by little.

Lu Yangge frowned and turned her head, she didn't want to drink the medicine, this medicine was too bitter and bitter.

A pair of rough hands, holding her head from the head, who broke her lips open, and poured spoonfuls of bitter medicine down her throat.

Lu Yangge wanted to struggle, but because of his lack of strength, he could only flutter a few times in vain.

A tear fell on her face, and a gentle female voice sounded in her ears: "Bao'er, wake up, your father and mother are gone, you must not have an accident......"

It's still a dream, right?

Lu Yangge thought to himself, I don't even have parents, let alone parents!

When she was born, she was abandoned at the door of the welfare home.

She was raised by a welfare home, and it was the dean's mother who loved her.

Even her name, she always thought that it was taken by the dean's mother, and followed the dean's mother's surname Lu, whose name was Yangge.

Later, she read a poem "The glimmer of the sky is soaring, and the crane is singing".

Lu Yangge thinks that this is probably the origin of my name.

She took the book and asked the dean's mother, who only smiled and touched her head, but did not say yes or no.

Lu Yangge understood that her name might have been chosen by someone who abandoned her.

They even took her name, so why didn't they want her?