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

Autumn is the season of harvest.

Golden ears of rice are swaying between heaven and earth, and loads of fruits are hanging on the treetops. Except for the evergreen species, all the trees are covered with colorful clouds.

Before daybreak, Lu Jianzhang changed into coarse short clothes that were convenient for working, put on a sweat towel, and hurriedly went to the fields with the guards to harvest.

Jiang Shuo accompanied them wearing a straw hat, showing his strong arms under the hot sun. Every time he raised the rice and smashed it into the large wooden bucket, he showed his surging strength.

He was unable to contribute to the event of extending Lu Ningshuang's life, so he had to take the lead from Lu Jianzhang.

When there was no war, he was the good eldest son of Duke Lu, accompanying him in farming and fishing, and chatting with him about the border areas.

You know what, this move of his was indeed a good one.

Among all the men who like Lu Ningshuang, Duke Lu likes him the most.

"My dear nephew, hurry up! Harvest as much as possible while the weather is good. I think it will rain tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

After Lu Jianzhang had harvested the rice and piled it up in small piles behind him, Jiang Shuo pulled up his shirt to wipe off the sweat on his forehead and laughed as he responded:

"Yes, uncle!"

"You kid..."

Lu Jianzhang smiled and shook his head, then continued to bend down and cut rice.

"Master, master——"

"Duke Lu, Crown Prince Jiang——"

The shouts came from afar. Lu Jianzhang looked up and saw Cuizhu, the maidservant of his wife, jogging on the edge of the field, carrying a wicker basket at the end of the golden valley waves.

Are you so impatient even for delivering water?

Or does Madam want to see me about something?

After moving to Jinyang, Mrs. Lu was very well behaved. The biggest thing she did was to spend a huge amount of money to replicate the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in the city on a one-to-one basis. She said that she was worried that Lu Ningshuang would not be used to it when she woke up.

Later he said that he was worried that his daughter's soul would not be able to find its home.

No matter how she explained that she would wake up if she took good care of her body, Mrs. Lu refused to believe it. She stubbornly treated every day of waiting for Lu Ningshuang to wake up as a day of summoning her soul.

Mrs. Lu would also do other things, such as insisting on sewing clothes and shoes for Lu Ningshuang herself.

She always says:

"Shuang'er is one year older now. She definitely can't wear her old clothes anymore."

"The weather is getting hot, it's time to make summer clothes for Shuang'er!"

"The soles should be thick so they don't hurt your feet when you walk, and the stitching should be dense so they are sturdy when you wear them."

"It's getting cold, Shuang'er is afraid of the cold, so you need to prepare some more fur coats."

"..."

Lu Yingxue didn't dare to show up in front of Mrs. Lu, and she tried her best to avoid Lu Jianzhang when she came to the Lu Mansion to discuss things.

Clearly, she also gave ten years of her life to Lu Ningshuang, but Mrs. Lu only remembered that she deliberately abandoned her.

Lu Yingxue regretted it very much. She shouldn't have told anyone else, at least not let her biased mother know that she escaped with her sickly child in the underground palace.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have encountered a series of bad things such as being splashed with black dog blood to exorcise evil spirits.

Lu Yingxue, who was discussing the Northern Expedition after the autumn harvest to recover the lost territory in the palace, also met the subordinate who delivered the message.

Tu Mi, also known as An Jiu, was a poor person she rescued from Qinlou and Chuguan. After the chaos in Qi State, the brothel where she worked was also hit.

Although Lu Yingxue is kind-hearted, she doesn't save everyone. It is the girl herself who demonstrates her value.

"I don't want to sell my body anymore. Troubled times are coming and I want to survive!"

Tu Mi is an excellent dancer. Unexpectedly, after being thrown into the Dark Guard Camp, her talent for light Kung Fu is ignited. Even Xuan Ming, who has practiced martial arts for many years and was seconded to the Dark Guard Camp as a coach, cannot catch up with this newcomer.

But she is weak in other aspects.

So Lu Yingxue sent her to Chenxiangyuan as a maid to keep an eye on Lu Ningshuang's situation at all times.

"what's up?"

Lu Yingxue asked the think tank to continue discussing. Tu Mi tiptoed to her side and whispered in her ear. Xiao Churan looked at her with burning eyes.

"You mean the sick kid is awake?"

Lu Yingxue screamed uncontrollably.

After getting the affirmation, he was about to run out, but thinking of the scene he was in, he suppressed his emotions and said:

"You should each follow the rules first, and we'll discuss other matters next time."

After Lu Yingxue ran away, Xiao Churan chased after her.

Su Ciyue from the think tank stood up and then sat back down silently.

Many people had gathered in the Chenxiang Courtyard of the replica of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, but they all stayed in the courtyard hesitantly and no one dared to act rashly.

Because three years ago, Jing Shiyue said that Lu Ningshuang might have problems with her memory after waking up.

None of them dared to face that horrible scene.

Jing Shiyue appeared at the gate of the courtyard under the attention of everyone, and then entered the bedroom among the stars.

The girl lay on the bed with her head tilted to one side, her eyelids slightly open. Aunt Zhang and the maid who was newly transferred to take care of her stood by her nervously.

Jing Shiyue strode to the bedside and spent two quarters of an hour carefully examining the girl. He said in a deep voice:

"It's okay. Just eat more and exercise more, and you'll be able to recover to a normal level.

But you just woke up, so you still need to rest."

Perhaps because they were worried about disturbing Lu Ningshuang, or perhaps because they were worried that Mrs. Lu would get angry, Lu Yan and Fu Nanjia took one look and left.

Jiang Shuo felt from the bottom of his heart that now was not a good time to show his affection. After all, his biological parents hadn't even talked to Sister Shuang yet, so what was the point of him squeezing in?

So he left too, but he took the big white wolf with him.

"Son, let's go! Daddy will take you to have fun!"

The only people left in the room were the much older Lu couple, the white-haired Jing Shiyue, and... Lu Yingxue who was hiding behind the antique display cabinet.

She is afraid that her mother-in-law will cause trouble!

Lu Ningshuang looked around as if no one was around, and under the eager anticipation of the four people, she weakly got out of bed.

She locked her eyes on Lu Yingxue behind the antique display case, clutching her chest and staggering, she complained heartbrokenly:

"Sister, why did you push me into the water?"

Alarms rang in the four people's heads. Madam Lu no longer had time to care about Lu Yingxue. She stepped forward and hugged Lu Ningshuang in her arms, crying:

"My son, what's the matter with you?"

Lu Jianzhang helped his wife and helped Lu Ningshuang back to bed, pointing at himself with a worried voice:

"Shuang'er, who do you think I am?"

Lu Ningshuang leaned on the soft pillow, frowned, and sighed in confusion and helplessness:

"Dad, what are you doing again? I am sick, not stupid."

She looked at Madam Lu and said coquettishly:

"Mother, look at father, he treats his daughter like a fool!"

"Mom will help you beat him!"

After Mrs. Lu's loving coaxing, she looked at Lu Jianzhang with fire in her eyes, and her once small fists had long since turned into big fists.

Lu Jianzhang begged for mercy again and again:

"No, Madam, I'm wrong, isn't it okay? My dear daughter is still here, please give your husband some face!"

Jing Shiyue felt the girl's pulse with a serious expression.

Countless memories appeared in Lu Ningshuang's mind in a chaotic manner, and finally stopped at Jing Shiyue's venomous tongue and disgust towards her.

"Doctor Jing, how long are you going to continue?"

She also showed disgust, waved his hand away and hid in Mrs. Lu's arms.

"Mom, I don't want to see him. He always deliberately prescribes unpalatable medicine to torture me!"