"Lu Yuhong, don't dawdle any longer, hurry up and sign this divorce paper."

“My son was born into a life of wealth and privilege. He’s not meant to suffer with your family. If you insist on refusing, then don’t blame me for being impolite.”

"Lu Yunhong, you are already a prisoner now. What airs do you put on? I respect you as a scholar, but if you really want to drag my sister to die with you, then I will have no choice."

Lu Yunhong?

Who is it?

Just waking up, Wang Xiu opened her eyes, and everything in an instant jolted her awake. Her entire body uncontrollably sprang from the straw bed.

Only to see copper walls and iron bars on all sides, heavily fortified. Outside, there were flickering candle flames and a strong stench of blood?

Upon closer look, the three men before me had complicated and peculiar expressions.

“You…?” Wang Xiu tried to flow.

At that moment, the old man walked towards her with remorse in his eyes, tears shimmering within them. "Xiuer," he said, "rest assured, father will do everything in his power to save you, even if it means risking my life."

What?

Wang Xiu was dumbfounded. Could it be that she had traveled through time?

Looking down, I saw myself in a loose prison uniform. The character for "prison" on it was still stained crimson. As a meticulous surgeon, I can tell the difference between real and fake!

Looking at his hand again, it was white and delicate. Although there were some fine scratches on the surface, they looked like recent wounds. This was obviously not his hand. His hands were often calloused from using a sword, with a fine callous under his right index finger.

During this period of contemplation, another handsome man approached and said: "Axiu, don't worry. The things the Lu family did have nothing to do with you. Lu Yunhong took your younger sister after you became his wife and went to Henan to manage the floodwaters. The Crown Prince knows all about this, he has presented it to the Emperor, and the Emperor has already agreed. As long as Lu Yunhong signs a divorce decree, you can leave with us."

Wang Xiu was stunned. Although everyone liked Xiuer, it was just a playful tease.

Could this be a case of me crossing over to the Wang family with the same name as mine?

Lu Yunhong?

Water control?

Book of Divorce?

Wang Xiu looked at the man on the edge, her eyes flashing with fear.

In history, there was also a famous figure named Lu Yunchong. He was the illustrious chancellor of the Great Yan dynasty eight hundred years ago, a prime minister for three successive reigns, capable of summoning clouds with his hand and bringing rain with the other - the renowned Prime Minister Lu.

He was a high school top scorer at seventeen, thinking he'd just breeze through life and climb the ladder of success? Who knew that eager for quick gains, he went to help his father manage the water conservancy project, only to stumble upon a rare flood in a hundred years. The Yellow River burst its banks, causing hundreds of thousands of people to be displaced and suffering immense losses.

The Emperor immediately imprisoned them all and prepared to execute them. However, who would have thought that their father died from hitting his head in prison? This caused the Emperor to recall their past bond as sovereign and minister, so he merely exiled them instead.

Three years later, Taisun ascended the throne and pardoned the Lu family. Lu Yunhong returned to court, embarking on a life of scheming with eunuchs and dominating the imperial court.

Many historians have lamented that Lü Yún Hóng possessed the talent of a great emperor, but it was a pity he had no sons. If he had, they would certainly have rebelled, and at that time, it wouldn't be just those who opposed him who would be killed, but all the loyal and virtuous generals of the entire Great Yan!

In history, the only thing the emperor's sister said about Lu Yunhong's brother was: "Lu Yunhong has no sons, he must be a good dragon." As a result, Lu Yunhong dug out his eyes in the street and fed them to dogs after crushing them. The empress dowager was frightened by this and fell ill soon after, passing away shortly thereafter.

He was such a handsome man, tall and strong with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. It seemed like he was perfectly healthy. How could he possibly not have any sons?

Could it be that he is truly a dragon?

Just at that moment, Lu Yunchong glanced over.

Wang Xiu only felt a chill run down his spine, a sudden feeling of coldness in his back. He thought to himself: Even without a son, this man is someone you can't afford to mess with!

Before his death, Wang Xiu lived for thirty-two years. As an excellent surgeon, he had met people of all kinds.

But like Lü Yunhong, standing there quietly, looking at you with just one glance is like... a ghost!

Yes, Ghost!

Wang Xiu swallowed nervously, her heart pounding.

Damn it, if I'm going to be transported through time, why am I stuck in a prison cell facing this guy who looks completely off his rocker?

"Hmph!" Lu Yunhong snorted coldly.

He couldn't understand why he wasn't quite right. Wasn't it because he was reborn? He originally planned to drag his feet and not write a novel about his wife, giving Wang Xiu a taste of her own medicine.

He suddenly discovered he could hear Wang Xiu's thoughts, clearly, Wang Xiu had gotten a new core just like him.

In his past life, Wang Xiu's betrayal led him to harbor immense hatred for all people. He lived a solitary life, not even having a concubine, let alone a son. Even in this new life, he had no grand ambitions; he simply wanted to teach Wang Xiu a lesson, scare him, and then divorce him again.

But now, he found something more interesting.

Eight hundred years later, you traveled here? You even know he ended up ruling the empire but had no sons?

Knowing Xie Guojiao's fate, you still dare to speculate that he's a good dragon??

That's good, but I wonder if anyone knows what happened to "Wang Xiu"?

To test her, Lu Yuhong, with a flourish of his hand, deliberately signed the divorce papers.

"You leave now, from today onwards you Wang Xiu and I Lu Yunhong have nothing to do with each other!"

Wang Xiu stared at the divorce papers Lu Yunhong handed over, her eyes red.

Hi!

It's truly the Wang family, that unfortunate person with the same name and surname.

Lu Yunhong felt a sense of exhilaration from receiving the divorce papers, but this marked the beginning of the Wang family's misfortune. Soon, not only did the Wang family face ruin and disintegration, but Wang Xiu also met a tragic end, being humiliated and killed.

The reason is that Wang Xiu and Lu Yunhong's marriage was bestowed by the Emperor. Although the prince begged, the Emperor didn't pursue it on the surface, but the Wang family disregarded the face of an emperor for their son and had already deeply resented him in their hearts.

But before long, the crown prince would be implicated in a witchcraft case, and the Wang family, who were loyal to the prince, would soon be purged.

To save her life, Wang Xiu agreed to become a concubine of King An. Unexpectedly, three years later, King An rebelled, and Wang Xiu was humiliated by soldiers and died tragically in the back garden of King An's mansion.

History is history, she's not the real Wang Xiu, why would she give herself a dead end?

Wang Xiu tore the divorce paper angrily and ripped it to shreds.

"Xiu'er!"

"Sister!"

The Wang family, father and son, were heartbroken, looking at Wang Xiu's eyes full of shock and tenderness!

Wang Xiu knelt on the ground with a thud. When she looked up again, her eyes were full of tears.

It wasn't an act, but rather being thrown into a strange world and finding myself imprisoned. To say I wasn't afraid would be a lie.

It's very clear, if they leave, the Wang family's misfortune is inevitable. Taking someone else's child, even if you can't be filial to them, you shouldn't harm their family and cause them ruin.

Moreover, knowing that Lu Yuhong would be fine, the Lu family was only demoted to their hometown for three years.

Most importantly, Lu Yunchong is infertile and colluded with the eunuchs. Even if he wasn't a good emperor, he certainly wouldn't be capable.

What threat could a useless man possibly pose?

Thinking of this, Wang Xiu looked at Lu Yunhong. Because she was afraid that her thoughts were not in place, she even pinched herself hard.

Lu Yunhong clenched his fist, a cold and eerie smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

This Wang Xiu really knows the fate of Yuan, it seems that he is indeed a traveler from eight hundred years in the future. Perhaps because the souls of the two people are different, he can hear her thoughts.

But what?

Is he not okay?

No threat?

Hehehe, human, wait for me!

[Author's Note]

Lala, Qi Miao opened a new book! If you like it, please leave a good review! Thank you!

Also, Qimiao's completed work "Jin" is very good too, you can see it by clicking the author's name, it's on the Qimao APP.