The crazy daily life of the mistress

Lu Yi put down the teacup and said quickly, "No, no, elder sister, you misunderstood. I just wanted to tell you that mother embroidered a pair of mandarin duck pillows for you. There is no other meaning."

Lu Hui sat down, took the teacup from Xiaoju, took a sip, and asked, "Oh, do you have anything else to do?"

Lu Yi felt that her elder sister was very strange today, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

Anyway, the way she looked was very strange.

Lu Yi couldn't describe how she felt, she just knew that she couldn't stay here any longer.

She was afraid that she would be exposed. After all, this rebirth thing was too weird and absurd.

She didn't have the ability to avoid being burned to death as a monster.

How could she die?

She had not yet repaid her parents for their upbringing, had not yet protected her two younger brothers from rising to prominence, had not yet seen her parents have many children and grandchildren,

This was her regret in her previous two lives.

So, she couldn't die, she couldn't die.

Lu Yi failed to learn from her elder sister and left Lu Hui's boudoir with her head down.

Xiao Ju looked at Lu Yi's frustrated back and said to Lu Hui, "Miss, what's wrong with Miss?"

Without taking her eyes off the embroidery in her hands, Lu Hui said, "Maybe she knows something she didn't know before."

The implication of Lu Hui's words was too obvious.

Xiaoju immediately laughed and said, "Hehe! She must have known that the concubine of the Duke of Zhenguo was favored, and was afraid that she would have a hard time after marrying into the family."

Lu Hui did not continue the topic this time, but said to Xiaoju: "Xiaoju, go and tell Madam that I can embroider my mandarin duck pillow myself, so I won't bother Madam."

Xiaoju immediately replied, "Yes, Miss!"

Hearing Xiaoju's words, Yan was suddenly stunned. Huihui didn't want the mandarin duck pillow she embroidered?

Yes, she was wrong. It is normal for Huihui not to want it.

But soon, Yan returned to her usual stern look and said, "I embroidered a pair for Yi'er, so I must embroider one for Huihui. Besides, I have already embroidered them, so she must take them to her, otherwise people will say that I am partial to Yi'er and ignore the daughter of my first wife."

Xiaoju pouted in her heart: I am not partial at all, madam, don’t you have any idea?

Yan knew what was going on, so she said to the nanny beside her, "Bring the mandarin duck pillow I embroidered for the eldest lady, and let Xiaoju take it back."

Originally, Yan was going to give it to Lu Hui personally.

Xiaoju rolled her eyes in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. Instead, she bowed and replied, "Yes, then I will thank Madam for your kindness on behalf of the young lady."

Then he took the mandarin duck pillow brought by Yan's personal maid, bowed and left.

Lu Hui looked at the pair of mandarin duck pillows that Xiao Ju brought back, a hint of mockery appeared on her lips, her eyes were contemptuous, she snorted in her heart, and said to Xiao Ju, "Put it at the bottom of the box as a treasure."

Xiaoju was happy to see the young lady resisting the lady, and replied excitedly: "Okay, young lady!"

Time passed quickly, and on June 18th, Lu Hui got married.

In a blink of an eye, it was July 19th again, and Lu Yi got married.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion gave the Lu family enough face. Except for the fact that Zhan Shijun did not come in person to welcome the bride, all other matters were met with the highest standards.

Lu Chen and Yan Shi no longer felt disappointed and dissatisfied that their son-in-law did not come to personally welcome the bride.

Lu Yi said goodbye to her parents and brother and got on the bridal sedan.

After shaking all the way, we arrived at the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.

She was already very familiar with this place. Even with a veil on, she knew where she was being led by the matchmaker.

Step over the fire basin, climb the threshold, pass the front yard, and enter the hall.

At this time, a bony hand took the red silk in Lu Yi's hand and passed it to the other end.

Lu Yi knew it was Zhan Shijun.

Lu Yi also knew that Zhan Shijun was full of impatience at this moment, and even looked at her with a fierce look while wearing a veil.

Lu Yi chuckled: This time, I, Lu Yi, will not indulge you, Zhan Shijun!

You are not happy, are you? I am happy!

At the same time, firecrackers were heard outside, and the master of ceremonies shouted, "Welcome to the hall!"

Then, "First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to parents, and then husband and wife bow to each other."

Only Lu Yi could hear that sneer.

Zhenguogong Mansion, Wangxuan Tower.

Zhan Shixuan woke up from his coma and heard the loud sound of firecrackers.

"Seventh,"

"Young Master? You're awake, Young Master!" Qi Qi shouted happily.

Jog over.

Zhan Shixuan asked, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

The seventh one replied, "Master, you have been in a coma for half a year. You didn't know that today is the prince's wedding day. He was just getting married."

"The prince's wedding?!" Zhan Shixuan asked anxiously, "Whose daughter is this?"

Qi Qi prepared some hot water for him and helped him wash up while replying, "She is the second daughter of Master Lu Chen, the Junior Secretary of the Guanglu Temple, Miss Lu Yi."

Zhan Shixuan suddenly grabbed the quilt with both hands. Has he returned to his first life?

Qi Qi felt that his young master's aura suddenly turned cold, but he was used to it.

The young master has been weak and sickly since birth. He has not gone out for many years and his face looks very pale. He is twenty-two years old this year, and the Duke has not arranged a marriage for the young master. It is normal for him to be in a bad mood when he hears that the prince is getting married.

Zhan Shixuan continued to ask: "You just said that I was in a coma for half a year? What day is it now?"

The seventh one replied, "Master, isn't it? You have been unconscious since the first day of the first lunar month, and today is already the nineteenth day of the seventh lunar month."

July 19th?

Why did the wedding date change?

In the first life, Lu Yi and Zhan Shijun’s wedding date was June 18th.

In the second life, Lu Yi and Li Zhuosheng's wedding date is September 18th.

What’s going on on July 19th?

Zhan Shixuan asked, "When did the prince decide on the marriage? Why is the wedding date so urgent?"

Only he and Qi Qi lived in this courtyard, so Qi Qi spoke freely: "Young Master, the Crown Prince's concubine is probably pregnant, so the Duke's wife is anxious to marry the Crown Prince's wife. However, the Crown Prince's wife's sister got married last month, so the wedding date is set today. Otherwise, the Duke's wife would like to marry Miss Lu sooner."

Qi Qi was busy with his work and didn't notice the expression on his master's face at all.

If he saw it, he would definitely be scared.

Zhan Shixuan closed his eyes and said, "I'm hungry, go get something to eat."

The seventh one replied, "Okay, young master, you have been in a coma for half a year, so you can't eat anything greasy all of a sudden. I will get you some rice porridge, something that is easy to digest."

Zhan Shixuan did not answer, but just fell into his own thoughts.

This time, he would never let Lu Yi die in vain.

He doesn't care about moral etiquette, rules and rituals anymore, he just wants Lu Yi to live well!

If possible, he also wants to live a good life with Lu Yi.