The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

In a blink of an eye, it was more than half a month later.

The Lu Mansion has already hung up the spirit flags.

The sound of mournful cries lingered over the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and dignitaries who came to pay their respects were endless.

Normally, there would not be such a grand ceremony for an unmarried woman who died young. She would usually be hastily buried somewhere, and her beloved family would simply hold a funeral for her and then bury her in the ancestral tomb.

Originally, the Lu family was determined not to hold a funeral, as they always believed that Lu Ningshuang was not dead.

Even with the corpse as evidence, they still refused to believe it.

At that time, Lu Jianzhang and Jiang Shuo passed through a cleared section of road and came to a desolate palace where corpses were scattered all over the ground and blood flowed like a river.

They found Lu Yingxue, dying in an inconspicuous corner.

And, a mutilated body of a young girl.

The corpse was dressed exactly the same as Lu Ningshuang was before she went to Hong'en Temple, and it was also very thin and small. Jiang Shuo knelt down when he saw it for the first time.

After bringing the body back, they carefully stored it. Lu Jianzhang used all his strength to search desperately inside and outside Fengdu.

He doesn't admit it.

No one related to Lu Ningshuang was willing to believe that the body was hers.

Even though he borrowed the imperial guards from His Majesty and turned Fengdu upside down, Lu Jianzhang still refused to give up hope.

But later, when the palace maids from the Master of Ceremonies arrived with His Majesty's imperial edict, the death of the second young lady of the Lu family became a foregone conclusion.

“…Duke Lu is loyal to his emperor and his country, and he has made great contributions to the country.

I cannot bear to hear that an old man is sending off a young man, so I posthumously confer the title of Princess Pingkang on Lu Ningshuang, the second daughter of Duke Zhenguo, as a token of appeasement.

I hope that Lord Lu will get over his grief soon and continue to serve Da Qi."

Everyone said that Duke Lu was worthy of being an important minister in the emperor's heart. His Majesty was not only willing to lend him the imperial guards that guarded the imperial city, but also specially issued an imperial decree to posthumously confer him the title to comfort his grief for the loss of his daughter.

For a time, the three words "Lu Jianzhang" became a symbol of His Majesty's favorite, and even meant that he was second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

But what about Lu Jianzhang?

He just felt that the four words "Jane is in the emperor's heart" were inexplicably offensive.

"Being safe and sound, being healthy and peaceful... people are dead, what a mockery!"

"Hush, be careful, ma'am."

Because the mourning hall was being taken care of by palace servants, Lu Jianzhang dragged his exhausted body to the backyard to comfort his wife.

Ever since the body was sent back, Mrs. Lu has shown signs of going crazy.

Lu Yingxue got out of bed with difficulty despite her injuries. She often stayed in a corner of the mourning hall, watching the mourners for a long time.

Even the wailing of the palace servants in the ceremonial department could not suppress the evil voice in his head.

"Catch them."

"Do you think you can get away?"

Lu Yingxue remembered that she fell in the dim corridor, covered in blood. She lost blood very quickly and her consciousness became blurred.

The last scene in the field of vision was a man in a robe with a Qilin dragon pattern, carrying the unconscious little sick child away.

Is she really dead?

Lu Yingxue didn't know.

Judging from the situation at that time, the man would not spare their lives.

So is the body really hers?

Sporadically, Lu Yingxue remembered some things.

The sickly boy protected her neck and said weakly:

"Don't look back, keep running!"

She ran desperately, and the dull, dense chewing sounds made people subconsciously think of thousands of beetles drowning, biting and devouring people.

The shadows disappeared one by one, and the man appeared again at the next intersection.

"Have you run enough?"

"Miss Lu, the game is over."

Someone slapped her shoulder hard and Lu Yingxue stepped back in fear. Someone pulled the white curtain in the mourning hall horizontally to catch her waist.

Lu Yingxue pulled herself away from the world of consciousness and saw Jiang Shuo's handsome face with a lot of scribbles on it.

"Are you standing firm? If you are, I will let go."

He let go of the curtain and explained to himself, "I'm sorry to catch you in this way, but I promised Sister Shuang that I would remain a virgin.

A real man should keep his word. "

Lu Yingxue's eyes swept over his rather decadent outfit and she silently walked a few steps away.

I know that the death of the sickly kid is a big blow to you, but you don’t have to give up on personal hygiene, right?

A sickly girl definitely won't like a smelly man.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Jing Shiyue's junior sister is here."

"Oh."

Jiang Shuo sighed, "Now the Regent is the only patient left."

……

A strange thing happened in the harem.

A few days before the funeral of the second lady of the Lu family, His Majesty quietly appointed an imperial concubine, who was hidden in his Zhaoqing Palace.

No one knows what he looks like, not even whether he is a boy or a girl.

After the concubines in the harem found out, they broke into the Zhaoqing Palace several times with resentment and jealousy. The high-ranking concubines involved were demoted to the cold palace by Emperor Mingde, while the low-ranking concubines were directly torn into pieces by five horses.

The concubines in the harem were silent and no longer dared to inquire about the Imperial Concubine's affairs, but in their hearts they had already regarded her as their mortal enemy!

Postponed by Emperor Mingde, today is the second grand court meeting after the New Year.

He proposed the issue of establishing a queen in the court.

The ministers were not prepared and were stunned by the news.

What's wrong with your majesty? Isn't establishing a queen his Achilles' heel?

It has been so many years since he ascended the throne, but the nominal queen is still his original wife when he was a prince!

The ministers had no experience in dealing with this problem, so they all gave a one-size-fits-all answer.

"Your Majesty, please think twice—"

"I have thought it over, and this is it."

"Your Majesty has ordered you to withdraw from the court——"

Looking at the empty dragon throne, the ministers were confused.

What's settled, Queen?

What is the other party like?

What about name and identity?

What about the ban?

What are the rules for the ceremony of enthroning the queen?

Are you here to play a trick on us?

Are there no other topics to discuss?

After leaving the court meeting, Emperor Mingde returned to Zhaoqing Palace immediately.

He gently lifted the bed curtain and sat down on the edge of the bed. A delicate girl was lying on the imperial dragon couch.

Her brows were always furrowed, and it seemed that the dream was not a good one. The sickly look made her beautiful face look more fragile.

"Sister, wake up, it's time to have breakfast."

Emperor Mingde, who was in his forties, called her this.

He tried whispering a few more times, and then gently patted her chest through the quilt, and the girl finally woke up from her nightmare.

She looked around in confusion, with the innocence of a newborn baby in her eyes, and a creepy stiffness.

"Where...is this?"

"Sister, have you forgotten again that this is my Zhaoqing Palace?"

Emperor Mingde carefully helped her up and personally helped the girl change her clothes, as if he was dressing her up like a puppet.

"I?"

She shuddered all over, protecting him with her small body, looking around in fear, her lowered voice trembling.

"Don't say such outrageous words, it will kill people!"

Emperor Mingde touched her head, put his arm around her and leaned against her shoulder, coaxing her softly:

"It doesn't matter. I killed them all. Now, I am the emperor!"

"emperor?"

"Well, I am the emperor and you are the queen. Sister, I wish to have the heart of one person and we will be together forever."