The logic of major events does not care about his will, but only moves forward.

After hearing this, Lu Xian felt relieved: if that was the case, it should be okay for him to tell his cousin Luo about his dream. As long as major events can be predicted, small changes are opportunities.

Luo Lingyu turned around and looked at him, and said softly: "... Then, second cousin, can you tell me what happened to Brother Xuechen in your dream?"

"Only after you tell me can I judge whether it is worth believing or not."

…

Luo Lingyu is not a very smart person. She has a lot of small cleverness. Small cleverness makes her live well; but when it comes to big picture, she does not have it due to the limitation of her vision.

Lu Xian thought that his dream was only about the love between Lu Yun and Luo Lingyu. Luo Lingyu didn't know that Lu Xian had omitted other things. She also thought that her second cousin just kept dreaming about a sad love story. Although she had doubts in her heart, they only flashed by. She was so distressed by the dream that Lu Xian told her that she didn't have the heart to think about anything else.

Lu Xian did not mention the possibility that Luo Lingyu would marry the Prince of Hengyang. He was still wary of the Prince of Hengyang and did not want Luo Lingyu to have a deeper impression of the young prince. Lu Xian only vaguely mentioned the ending of Lu Yun being pierced by thousands of arrows and Luo Lingyu marrying someone else; Lu Yun also died in the fog on the snowy mountains and Luo Lingyu left home.

Death is inevitable.

No change to date.

In Lu Xian's dream, Luo Lingyu and Lu Yun were always not destined to be together. They were always quarreling, always having conflicts. Because of the quarrel, she missed the chance to marry him and forced him to go to the border. Because of the conflicts, she witnessed the moment of Lu's death, and she was not destined to be with him forever.

He always died at the border.

Luo Lingyu was originally listening quietly, but the more Lu Xian spoke, the paler her face became, and a feeling of fear arose in her heart.

At first, she was trying to comfort Lu Erlang, thinking that it was okay to listen and there was no harm in listening. She didn't take it seriously at the time, but after Lu Xian told her story, she began to get scared. Because Lu Xian's dream... was really logical. The things in the dream were consistent with her and Lu Yun's personalities. She might do that, and he might do that too.

Compared to the dream of Lu Sanlang dying in the snowy mountains, the first dream of Lu Yun being pierced by thousands of arrows and dying on the slope of Jianye City made Luo Lingyu feel more empathetic. She didn't love him so deeply that she wanted to live and die with Lu Yun, but she had passed the first stage when she was angry with him, loved him, and wanted to be proud in front of him.

She might feel resentful and aggrieved, hate him and annoy him but at the same time not want to hurt him, so she would marry someone else; he might also be so angry that he would go to the border and die there.

Lu Xian said softly, "... Then, you married another noble family and lived a very good life. But later, when the Southern Kingdom was destroyed, no one could escape the fate of being captured and killed, including you..."

"...He died at the border. I looked for you in my dreams, but I never found you..."

"Cousin... do you believe my dream is real?"

Lu Xian looked at Luo Lingyu and found that the girl's face was white and somewhat stiff. This stiffness was very stubborn, making her expressionless. She stood in front of the window under the moon, her body was as tall as jade, her black hair was like a pendant, and the bright moon pendant was like a water ring, rippling on her cheeks, floating waves of brilliance. She was so bright and charming that it made people bow down.

However, the girl's expression was stiff and almost cold.

Lu Xian called again: "...Cousin Luo, did you hear me?"

Luo Lingyu's eyelashes trembled and she suddenly came back to her senses.

The look she gave Lu Xian made Lu Erlang instinctively feel something was strange.

Lu Xian heard his cousin whisper, "I don't know... Second cousin, let me think about it."

…

After Lu Xian left, Luo Lingyu sat by the window. When no one was watching, she revealed her distraught side. She sat there in a daze, looking at the newly cut branches of flowers by the window and the scissors thrown on the table. She suddenly burst into tears, grabbed the scissors and started to cut the flowers randomly -

Lu Yun will die.

Lu Erlang and Lu Xian deliberately said that they didn't care, and deliberately showed an expression that he could change his fate. But Luo Lingyu heard that no matter what, Lu Sanlang would die. Death is so difficult to overcome... Lu Erlang himself accidentally revealed that he had changed a lot of things the first time, but why didn't he change Lu Yun's death?

Why does Lu Yun die regardless of whether she is with him or not?

He will die!

So what should she do?

The petals were cut off, and the branches and leaves were scattered all over the windowsill. The girl wept over her desk, feeling extremely wronged:

"I just want to get married. I want to marry someone who is powerful and influential. It would be best if that person loves me. It doesn't matter if he doesn't love me. As long as I live a good life, I don't care."

"If he is going to die...if he can't change at all...why should I marry him, wuwuwu."

In addition to changing her destiny, Luo Lingyu actually has another way to go.

That is to forget about Lu Saburo from now on.

Continue to look for a man of her dreams who is willing to marry her.

Lu Erlang is stuck in a quagmire, but he loves his younger brother and is determined to change his fate.

However, Luo Lingyu could quit halfway and choose another path.

…

She was scared.

She was afraid of giving her true feelings to the wrong person.

She is such a selfish person, it's rare for her to give her true heart, she doesn't want to end up with nothing good.

No one can stop her ardent pursuit of a good life.

…

She was just a 15-year-old girl who was just beginning to fall in love, and the idea of ​​cutting losses in time was deeply rooted in her bones.

After cutting the branches, Luo Lingyu cried as she threw all the things Lu Yun had given her into a box. She also threw the letter Lu Yun had written to her two days ago into the box. She was so scared that she wanted to burn all the things, but as soon as the flames started, Luo Lingyu stared at the white letter on the top of the box, stepped over to put out the fire, and saved the things.

Armlets, jade pendants, hairpins, letters... she couldn't bear to part with them all.

"Girl, are you crying?" the maid outside asked hesitantly and worriedly.