Chapter 390 Little Chuchu, who else is alive?
Shen Chu gripped the jade pendant tightly in her hand, bent down, and boarded the carriage.
Luo Heng followed her in.
The clatter of hooves sounded, and the carriage swayed forward.
Looking at Luo Heng sitting opposite her, Chen Chu could no longer contain her excitement and held up the jade pendant, asking:
How did you come to have this jade pendant?
Luo Heng looked at her intently, a bitter smile creeping onto his lips.
“I knew you would only see me if I took out this jade pendant.”
What's the meaning?
Shen Chu stared intently at Luo Heng, a jumble of thoughts surging through her mind.
Could it be...?
She remembered the teeth mark on Luo Heng's arm, then shook her head and rejected the idea.
Shortly after she became sworn brothers with Luo Heng, she saw the teeth marks on Luo Heng's arm and thought it was Pei Yuan.
But it turned out not to be.
Luo Heng was just a boy she met by chance in Yangzhou when she was a child.
She gripped the jade pendant tightly, took a deep breath, and desperately tried to calm herself down.
Who are you taking me to see?
Luo Heng didn't answer her directly, "We're almost there. You'll know when you see them."
Shen Chu frowned slightly, but a sense of anticipation rose in her heart.
Could the person Luo Heng is taking her to meet be Brother Zhan?
Is Brother Zhan really still alive in this world, just like her?
"We've arrived, get off the bus."
Luo Heng's voice brought her back to her senses.
Shen Chu then realized that the carriage had stopped in front of a quiet house.
There was no signboard on the house, so it was impossible to tell what kind of place it was.
Seemingly sensing her doubt, Luo Heng said, "This is my private residence, and there are people waiting for you inside."
After saying that, he extended his hand to Chen Chu, "Get out of the car."
Shen Chu pressed her hand against her chest, feeling her heart beat faster instantly.
She avoided Luo Heng's outstretched hand, took Hongxiu's outstretched hand and gently jumped down, walking straight into the house.
Hongxiu grinned smugly at Luo Heng.
Luo Heng pursed his lips slightly, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, then casually put his hands behind his back and walked into the house.
When Shen Chu entered, she noticed the guard's gaze and realized that she had become too emotional after seeing Yu Jue.
When I ran out the door, I forgot to bring my veil.
Oh no, I wonder how many people noticed her face when she ran out of the Yangzhou government office.
"Achu, this way."
She followed Luo Heng into a side room, her mind heavy with worry.
A burly man stood with his back to her in the side room.
Hearing the noise, the man suddenly turned around and met Shen Chu's eyes.
Shen Chu paused for a moment, her first reaction being disappointment.
The man in front of me had a full beard and a long scar that stretched from under his right eye to his left cheek.
The scars were deep and wide, looking somewhat grotesque, likely from sword wounds. His eyes were deep and sharp, scrutinizing her intently.
At first glance, Shen Chu was certain that the man in front of her was nearly forty years old and could not possibly be her brother Zhan.
Her bright eyes immediately dimmed.
At first glance, the man in front of me looked somewhat familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before.
She stared intently at the man, scrutinizing him closely.
However, the other person's face was covered with a full beard, making it impossible to see his original appearance.
At this moment, the man suddenly stepped forward, his usually deep eyes suddenly filled with excitement.
"You...you're really Xiao Chuchu?"
Little Chuchu!
The name was like a dull gong, instantly unlocking Shen Chu's long-sealed memories and pulling her back to ten years ago.
The only people who would call her Xiao Chuchu are members of the Lu family army.
Especially the deputy generals under Duke Lu.
When she was little, she was mischievous. She would either climb trees to steal birds' nests or follow her brother Zhan to wander around the Lu family army's camp.
Brother Zhan loves reading; he often spends half a day engrossed in military strategy books.
When she found it boring, she would go to the training ground to watch the Lu family army train.
Then she took the small wooden sword her older brother had carved for her and practiced it in a very convincing way.
Every time, Uncle Lu would pick her up with a smile and then tease her.
"Little Chuchu, if you practice like this every day, will you grow up to be a female general?"
At four or five years old, she may be young, but she has a lot of ambition.
Brandishing her wooden sword with boundless pride, she declared, "I will become the number one female general of the Great Wei."
The deputy general behind Uncle Lu would often laugh so hard he was doubled over.
She wrinkled her little nose and looked displeased. "What are you laughing at? I really want to be a female general when I grow up."
"Good, good, our little Chuchu will definitely become the most powerful female general in the Great Wei."
Uncle Lu gently pinched her little nose and handed her to the deputy general behind him.
"Take her to the kitchen and find her something good to eat."
Uncle Lu has four lieutenants, who are battlefield orphans adopted by the old Duke of Zhenguo, and are named Lu Jing, Lu Zhong, Lu Bao, and Lu Guo respectively.
The old Duke of Zhenguo hoped that they could follow Uncle Lu into battle and fight alongside him, serving their country with utmost loyalty.
The four deputy generals, just like Uncle Lu, called her Little Chuchu and would take turns taking her to the kitchen to find delicious food.
He would secretly teach her a martial arts move or two, and tell her thrilling stories of killing enemies on the battlefield.
She was tired and fell asleep, so they carried her home on their backs.
Recalling the past, Chen Chu's eyes welled up with tears.
Looking more closely at the man in front of me, I saw his resolute eyes and the half of his face peeking out from his thick beard.
Gradually, I compared the person to the person in my memory.
She asked in a trembling voice, "Are you Uncle Lu Zhong?"
Lu Zhong trembled, unable to contain his excitement any longer, and gripped Shen Chu's shoulders tightly with both hands.
"Little Chuchu, it really is you! You're still alive, that's wonderful!"
Shen Chu could feel the hand on her shoulder trembling slightly. The seven-foot-tall man in front of her was staring intently at her, his eyes slowly reddening.
She was overwhelmed with mixed feelings and couldn't help but grasp Lu Zhong's arm.
"Uncle Zhong, how did you escape the Northern Rong people's massacre? Besides you, were there any other members of the Lu family army alive?..."
She had so many questions to ask that she became somewhat incoherent and didn't even know who to ask first.
She looked at Lu Zhong with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.
Lu Zhong raised his hand to rub his face and sighed deeply.
"The reason I was able to escape that disaster was because I wasn't in Liangzhou when the city was massacred. Instead, the Duke sent me to Dingzhou, the closest city to Liangzhou, to ask for help."
Liangzhou was completely surrounded by the Northern Rong people, and the nearest city to us was Dingzhou.
Zhou Qi, the garrison commander of Dingzhou, also came from the Lu family army, so the Duke ordered me to lead three hundred warriors to seek reinforcements.
Recalling the brutal breakout ten years ago, Lu Zhong's pupils contracted sharply a few times, and his beard trembled before he continued speaking.
"Three hundred warriors died in battle so that I could leave the city to seek reinforcements. Only I, severely wounded, managed to reach Dingzhou."
When I met Zhou Qi, I handed him the letter from the Duke requesting help and then fainted.
When I woke up again...
Lu Zhong paused, then suddenly covered his face tightly with both hands, veins bulging on his hands, his voice sounding as if squeezed out from between his teeth, each word filled with anguish.
"Liangzhou was already littered with corpses, dead people everywhere, on the city walls, at the foot of the city walls, and on the streets, people were piled on top of people, people were crushed on top of people."
They were covered in blood, and blood was everywhere, staining the entire city of Liangzhou red.
Chen Chu was heartbroken, her heart sinking to the bottom, yet she still couldn't help but ask:
"Where are my brothers? Where is Brother Zhan? Where is Uncle Lu?"
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