Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

"Greetings, General Huoqi! Greetings, Madam Zhang!" Zhao Kang bowed.

Zhang Mo turned around and looked at Zhao Kang in surprise, "Mr. Zhao, why are you here? Did your father ask you to come?"

Zhao Kang's face was filled with sorrow as he choked with sobs, "The Patriarch, the Patriarch... he's gone!"

went?

Where did you go?

Where is Daddy?

Zhang Mo's face turned pale in an instant. Her lips moved but she couldn't ask a word. She just suddenly felt very cold. A chill penetrated from her skin to her heart, and she was so cold that her whole body trembled.

Gone? Daddy is gone...

Lu Bu hurriedly embraced her shaky body and glanced at Zhao Kang, "Speak clearly!"

Zhao Kang lowered his head and said, "A few days ago, Li Su, under the pretext of slaying his own relatives for the greater good, entered the palace and beheaded Dong Zhuo. He wanted to use the family head to kidnap my wife back to Chang'an, and then threaten the general. The family head was afraid that my wife would actually run back to Chang'an and be captured, so he committed suicide by drinking a knife that day..."

Committed suicide?

Dad committed suicide?

Dad committed suicide for her?

Zhao Kang wiped his tears and continued, "Li Su was a ruthless villain. To completely distance himself from Dong Zhuo, he poisoned his pregnant wife and set Dong Zhuo's body on fire. He labeled the head of the family a remnant of Dong Zhuo and said he would hang his body at the Qingming Gate for public display..."

Watching Zhao Kang opening and closing his mouth, Zhang Mo could no longer hear what he was saying. Her mind was full of Wang Yun's words about committing suicide to prevent her from being threatened by Li Su. Her ears felt like they had exploded, buzzing, and her head felt dizzy. Then her vision went black and she lost consciousness.

"Amo..." In the end, she only heard Lu Bu's cry full of fear and worry.

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Cold, heart-wrenchingly cold!

Dark clouds slowly pressed down with the strong wind, and the sky seemed to be collapsing. But in Zhang Mo's heart, this day was more terrifying than the sky collapsing.

"Momo, come home with me, your father..."

Her mother held her hand and ran wildly in the heavy rain. The cold rain hitting her face was painful. She ran from school to home without a break, but she still couldn't see her father for the last time.

Dad, that gentle and kind dad who was as tall as a mountain, died. From then on, there would no longer be a broad back that could carry her and help her walk briskly; no one would anymore help her drive away the bad kids who bullied her; in the cold winter, there would no longer be a pair of rough but warm hands holding her hands through the wind and snow; when her grades were not ideal, no one would anymore smile and comfort her, "It's okay, Dad believes in you."

He was no longer in her and her mother's lives.

Her father, the father she loved most, was buried in the mine for a day and a night. What a terrifying, dark day and night that was? She watched in silence as her mother tearfully washed her father and dressed him in his burial clothes. She watched as he was pushed into the furnace, and finally, only a can of ashes remained when he emerged.

That day, she and her mother cried almost all the tears in their lives.

In the following year, she watched her mother suffer from insomnia all night long, watched her black hair gradually turn white, watched her become thinner day by day, and finally watched her become bedridden.

She was so young at that time, she had no choice, no way at all. She begged her mother to live, and her mother smiled and agreed to her, but in the end she still left her.

Before her mother died, she held her hand and told her that she had to be strong even if she was alone. She was very obedient and lived a strong life. Even when she was scolded, bullied, and wronged, she lived strong and never shed a tear, because no one in the world would feel sorry for her anymore.

The scene shifts to the outside of Sishui Pass, where corpses littered the mountains and fields, some with severed heads, some with disemboweled stomachs, and some with missing limbs. She endured the stench and struggled to crawl among the corpses. She drank rainwater mixed with blood and mud, and ate insects, grass roots, and soil. She saw refugees gnawing on rotten corpses, and saw people stewing ** meat. She dodged danger time and time again, and escaped death time and time again.

Just when she was in despair, her father saved her. No one knew how excited she was when she saw the face that looked exactly like her father's. That face gave her the courage to live in this troubled world.

Back then, her father and Cao Cao were competing to adopt her. She knew that if she followed her father, the future would be difficult, but she still chose her father. In her heart, Wang Yun was her father's previous life, and she traveled through thousands of years perhaps just to renew their father-daughter relationship.

When the post station encountered horse thieves, her father was willing to sacrifice himself to lure the thieves away in order to let them escape; just because Lu Bu saved his life, her father did not despise him as a fugitive, and tried his best to plead for him with the Yang family; when he heard that she was bullied by a noble lady, her father said to her, "If someone insults you again in the future, be brave and fight back, your father will support you."

Her father allowed her to engage in business, build a manor, recruit refugees, and even support bandits, giving her a freedom unimaginable for women of that era. In the end, he even gave his life for her...

She dreamed of herself running in a storm. A modern father and an ancient father appeared in front of her at the same time, holding umbrellas. She ran towards them happily, but just as she reached out her hands, they both suddenly disappeared...

"Daddy, Daddy...don't go, don't die..."

In the dream, she squatted on the roadside and cried heartbreakingly...

"Amo, wake up, wake up. I'm going to bring your father-in-law's body back for you. Please wake up... Don't scare me..."

Lu Bu hugged Zhang Mo, who was in a nightmare, and his heart ached. He knew that Wang Yun was very important to her, but he didn't expect him to be so important, so important that she could hardly bear it.

"Amo, don't scare me, don't scare me..."

He kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if he wanted to kiss away all her sadness and pain.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He felt as much pain as she did at the moment. His and her lives were completely connected, and they could never be separated in this life. If she lived, he would live, and if she died, he would die.

"Amo, Amo..."

In a daze, she heard someone calling her over and over again, and seemed to feel the endless fear and panic in his heart. She stopped crying and tried to open her eyes. Her clear eyes were confused. After a while, she came to her senses and threw herself into his arms and cried uncontrollably.

"Lü Bu, a fortune teller once said I was destined to be alone. I didn't believe it, but in two lifetimes, all five of my parents have died. Not one of them had a good end... Not one of them had a good end..."

She looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes. "I thought I could save him. From the moment I dug the first piece of coal, it was all for him. Everything I did was to avert his doom, but in the end, he died for me... For so many years, so many years, I tried so hard, but he still died..."

She suddenly hugged him tightly, as if to embed him into her body. "I'm so scared, so scared that you will...will be like in the dream...Everything seems to have changed, but nothing has changed. Without Li Jue and Guo Si, there is still Li Su. Without Cao Cao, there might be someone else. Last time, last time, you were almost killed by him while saving me. I'm afraid that I am really destined to be alone, and that no one I love will have a good end..."

Lu Bu was surrounded by thousands of troops many times without suffering any injury, but last time he almost died from an arrow while trying to save her. If he had not met Zhang Ji, he might have died.

Lu Bu was confused, but he didn't have time to think deeply. He hugged her and comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. A fortune teller once said that I was destined to be a killer wolf. We are a perfect match."

What Lu Bu said made Zhang Mo feel that she was destined to be unlucky. If she had not traveled through time, if the system carrying her spiritual energy had not run into Lu Bu, Lu Bu's fate would not have changed, and his mother, wife and daughter would not have died. Upon closer investigation, his family members also died because of her influence.

She stopped crying and didn't say anything, but continued to hug his waist tightly. After a while, Lu Bu felt the hand around her waist gradually loosen, and then he realized that she had fallen asleep.

Lu Bu gently placed her on the couch, covered her with a quilt, leaned over and gave her a gentle and lingering kiss on the forehead. He then stared at her for a long time before reluctantly getting up and leaving the tent.