The day I transmigrated as Lu Bu’s younger brother, he was carrying me on his back as he knelt in the snow, begging to become a disciple.
“This child is devoted to those he cares about. He can be taught.” The Spear God, Li Yan, accepted us both.
Later, before Hulao Pass, I took a deadly arrow meant for him.
He charged into the enemy ranks alone, his battle robe stained with blood. “Who dares hurt my A Xuan!”
When Diao Chan approached, blushing shyly, I smiled and handed her our marriage contract.
“Big brother, there’s no need to fight over her this time. The beauty and the empire are both yours.”
On the day the new emperor ascended the throne, he took off the imperial seal in front of everyone and pressed it into my arms.
“Without A Xuan, I, Lu Bu, would have become a slave to three masters long ago.”
