In his previous life, Lu Yan was drugged. When he woke, he was already sitting in the bridal sedan on his way to be married. From behind the curtain, Xie Yuchi, the famously foolish second daughter of the Xie family, asked, "A-are you Lu Ling?"
Lu Yan swept off the bridal veil, stumbled out of the sedan, and glared viciously at the little girl who stood there, stunned.
"My name is Lu Yan."
The empress had personally bestowed the marriage, but the intended groom had run away, and the substitute bride had jumped out of the sedan midway and stormed off. Add to that the rumors that the second daughter of the Xie family had been a simpleton since birth, and Xie Yuchi became the laughingstock of the entire capital.
But after the Lu family fell, Xie Yuchi was the only one who stayed by his side. As Lu Yan lay dying, all he could remember was Xie Yuchi's small, pale hands trying to press down on the bloody hole in his chest as she cried and called his name.
Lu Yan wanted to tell her not to cry, but when he opened his mouth, more blood poured out.
Three days later, Xie Yuchi buried herself with Lu Yan's body beneath the ice and snow of the northern frontier.
When Lu Yan opened his eyes again, the attendant who had drugged him in his previous life was walking in with a bowl of medicine, trembling with fear. Seeing him awake, he stammered, "Y-Young Master, this, this is..."
Lu Yan frowned and reached for the bowl of drugged medicine. "Enough. Hand it over."
Outside the bridal sedan, the little girl's soft voice asked again if he was Lu Ling.
Lu Yan lifted the curtain and placed the other end of the red embroidered ball in Xie Yuchi's hand, leaning close to her ear to whisper.
"Remember, my name is Lu Yan."
Theme: Cherish the ones you love.
