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Lu Chen was alive again. Instead her name became yumin Zhao. She was the emperor’s daughter in this ancient time. She was only six years old. She got revived on the bed. She was pushed into a cold and freezing lake. She woke up all blue and black everywhere. Nothing made her this repulsive than death. Everywhere she turned she saw fevers, suspicions and obsessions. It was then she met a prince, 8 years old, from Liao dynasty, Zhang You. He was an hostage. They hang out together escaping the cruel and crude palace intrigues and random punishments. Yumin Zhao was soon discovering her love for horses in this new life. When she was lu Chen in the 21st century, she used to drive cars on the highway bridge really fast just to have fun. She rode the horses everyday. Right after she went to the palace schools to listen to classes with you Zhang. They were fast friends. “What would you do in the spare time?” He asked while writing poetry on a scroll with pens made of bamboos. “What do you mean? I ride horses.” Yumin smiled and answered. You Zhang was jealous. He drew a turtle on his scroll. He said abruptly, “well, no one has minded to be honest. If I was rich like you, I would be able to ride horses as well.” Yumin Zhao got upset and said, “but you don’t know how. You will need trainings.” You zhang replied, “that will come naturally for me, in my case.” Etc.