Sometimes she doesn't go home.

The Nanyang Luo family pretended not to know - Luo Lingyu saved Lu Sanlang, and now she is not only the Lu family's unmarried daughter-in-law, she is also Lu Sanlang's savior. This will greatly help Luo Lingyu improve her status after marriage, and the Nanyang Luo family is also very happy. After all, when one rises, all rise, and when one falls, all fall. They hope that Luo Lingyu will be liked by Lu Sanlang.

Lu Yun was ill and had to handle official duties at the same time, which resulted in repeated illness and a low fever. Luo Lingyu quarreled with him several times and finally forced Lu Yun to ask the court for permission to send a capable person to take over Lu Yun's daily duties. Previously, the Jianye court turned a blind eye to Lu Yun's request for permission to recruit soldiers, but now it actively responded to these matters.

Within ten days, the court sent an official to be the new governor of this state. Lu Yun was promoted and only needed to handle the final peace talks between the two countries and hand over the affairs of Nanyang to the next person. After returning to Jianye, Lu Sanlang was promoted to the position of Zhongshujian. The Shangshu was powerful, and the Zhongshujian shared the power of the Shangshutai and was in charge of the central secrets. Because it was always by the emperor's side, the location of the Zhongshujian has always been called "Phoenix Pond".

Entering the Central Office and handling confidential matters is the only way to become a Shizhong. And Shizhong is a higher position, the Prime Minister.

The Lu family has paved a bright road for Lu Yun, it just depends on whether Lu Yun himself can afford it.

Lu Sanlang was in charge of the peace talks between the North and South, and the other officials were assisting. The North sent officials to redeem the Luoyang governor who almost died in the avalanche before the talks could start. The Luoyang governor looked ashen. The North was defeated so quickly this time. It was probably because he was seduced by sex and lost his fire medicine master. He was afraid that his tenure as Luoyang governor would end and he would be demoted when he returned to the North.

Both sides fought for every inch of territory, and the peace talks progressed slowly and arduously.

Surprisingly, after the imperial court sent officials to assist Lu Yun, it also gave Lu Sanlang a surprise - his second brother, Lu Erlang Lu Xian, also followed the officials to serve as a peace negotiation officer.

Lu Yun thought about it and thought that his second brother's negotiation was fake and that he was really here to visit him. Sure enough, Lu Erlang and Lu Xian had to convince their parents with great difficulty and explained that Nanyang was safe. Only then did Prime Minister Lu and his wife reluctantly let their son leave. Lu Erlang met with the Northern Kingdom's negotiator perfunctorily and drove to his third brother's house the next day to visit him.

Lu Xian was in a hurry. When he saw his third brother in front of the sickbed, he felt relieved but also sad. He saw that the young man had become thinner, sitting on a pillow, with a casual white shirt draped over him, as loose as frost and snow. His long hair was half tied up, his eyes were clear and black, and although his face was a little pale and he looked listless, this thin young man, when he was sick, had a different kind of beauty than usual.

So much so that girls all over the world go crazy for him.

Lu Xian sighed that his third brother had a good appearance. After more than half a year of exposure to the wind and sun, he still looked like a noble man. However, no matter what, no matter how messed up his dream was, Lu Yun had survived the catastrophe. Sitting in front of his third brother's bed, Lu Xian said, "That's great... I can only feel relieved when I see you are fine. My father didn't allow me to come to Nanyang, but he didn't know that I was really worried that something might happen to you..."

Lu Erlang frowned, perhaps feeling a little frightened.

His father Lu Mao refused to let him take the risk, so he could only write to his third brother. But it takes time for letters to be delivered, and he was always afraid that he would be late and delay his third brother. He was worried every day, and only then did he say to Amitabha: "I know that the Buddha will bless you, my third brother."

Lu Yun was at a loss for words: …Could it be that he survived not because of the help from himself, Luo Lingyu, Lu Xian, Chen Wang, and Zhou Yangling, but because of the blessing of Buddha?

Lu Yun calmly changed the subject from the ghost theory: "I should thank my second brother the most. He has worried too much about me."

Lu Erlang was handsome, and shook his head nonchalantly upon hearing this, indicating that he had done nothing. He saw his third brother's eyes flickering on the sickbed, as if he was thinking, so he took the initiative to bring up the thing that both of them were thinking about: "...thanks to my prophetic dream."

Lu Yun paused.

His mind was in a mess, and he suddenly remembered the stories he had dreamed about when he was about to die. He felt the pain and torture in his dreams, and when he woke up, he felt palpitations. It seemed like it really happened. Indeed, if it weren't for Lu Erlang's interference, things might have really happened like that... However, Lu Yun's heart was half freed, and he escaped his own death.

Lu Yun thanked him again.

He was absent-minded the whole time, as if he had thought a lot about Lu Erlang's dream, but he didn't ask. Lu Erlang was frustrated: "...According to the pattern of the previous two times, if something happened in reality and it played a driving role, I would start to dream. But since your death, a month has passed, even a year has passed, and I haven't had the next dream yet. I am really uneasy."

Lu Yun: "... Second brother, your dream is just a prophetic dream. Since we can see the trajectory of many things, why wait for your prediction? The core of your dream is me. Since I have survived, maybe you will never have a dream again in the future. Get rid of it, you should be relieved."

Lu Xian: “…”

He looked calm, but he was confused. He didn't understand what his third brother was talking about. What did he mean by "you can see the traces of many things"? Where did he see the traces? Why didn't he see anything? Was he the one who was dreaming? Why did his third brother sound as if he knew more than he did? The difference between people... was too big, right?

Lu Xian was still struggling: "I am not trying to take advantage of others. I am also thinking about what my dream means. I pondered my dream and found that the tracks of major events in the first and second dreams were more or less intertwined. For example, Nanyang would be involved in the war, and my third brother would be on the verge of death. The reason why I am so worried is that next, whether it is the first dream or the second dream, Jianye will be involved in the war, and the scholars will flee south."

Lu Yun's heart skipped a beat and he looked at his second brother in surprise: "Maybe you guessed right."

Lu Erlang was delighted by his third brother's encouragement, and mistakenly thought that his perspective on major events had improved, and he could discuss these things with his third brother. He continued to speak of his conjecture: "Then, it's not just you, third brother, who is doomed to die, but also cousin Luo. In my first dream, cousin Luo died in the end."