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

On the winding mountain road under the setting sun, the sound of donkey bells echoes among the mountains.

A young man in green clothes with hair as white as snow was walking slowly along the road, leading a donkey. His calm eyes reflected the distant Jinyang City at the foot of the mountain.

This separation should be forever.

Let’s cut off the past now!

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis came from behind, and Jing Shiyue's hair stood on end.

His eyes flashed, and he swung his left sleeve hard, and a cold arrow was rolled into his sleeve.

Next to the arrowhead with a blood groove, there was a lock of black hair wrapped in a misty pink gauze piece with embedded gold.

As soon as he shook off the arrow, his clothes and hair caught fire, and the only ashes were blown away by the evening breeze.

He had never seen the patch, but she was the only person he knew who would wear such fine material.

Jing Shiyue's heart suddenly tightened, his feet were fixed in place by an invisible force. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly turned his body.

On a cliff in the distance, a girl with a sickly and weak face but a stunning appearance stood there.

She wore a black and blue straight-collared gown with a ruyi pattern, a moon-colored bodice embroidered with a lovebird and red fruits, and a misty pink gold-embedded gauze skirt.

The fabrics of her clothes all exuded an extremely soft luster, and just one glance could make people understand the meaning of the four words "a difference as great as heaven and earth".

Jing Shiyue opened her mouth, but when she noticed the man in red in the wheelchair next to her, her clenched hands fell down into her sleeves.

"Where do you want to shoot this time?"

Fu Nanjia half-held Lu Ningshuang in his arms, holding her soft and boneless hands, and controlling the golden bow.

Lu Ningshuang adjusted the direction with an indifferent expression and aimed the arrow again at Jing Shiyue's chest.

Jing Shiyue stood there and watched quietly.

The next moment, a sharp arrow came flying through the air.

He closed his eyes resignedly.

The cold wind blew past his face, and the sharp arrow cut off half of his hair and sank into the ground behind him.

After a few breaths, Jing Shiyue opened his eyes in surprise, but saw only the weak Second Miss standing on the edge of the cliff like a sculpture, crying with an expressionless face.

Fu Nanjia used the back of his hand to rub it on her again and again, but it had no effect at all.

The tears on her face turned into countless sharp ice blades that pierced Jing Shiyue's heart.

He subconsciously stepped forward, and three arrows that broke through the air were deeply embedded in the ground in front of him, just blocking the direction he was going.

"Second Miss——"

"Brother, let's go."

Lu Ningshuang let go of the precious bow and turned around resolutely, refusing to meet Jing Shiyue's gaze, just like he had deliberately avoided her when they were in Chenxiang Courtyard.

"Little darling, don't you want to play anymore?"

Fu Nanjia threw the precious bow into the bushes and controlled the wheelchair to go down the rock. A dark figure jumped out and held the bow.

Then, more people appeared quietly and surrounded Jing Shiyue, not allowing him to take a single step forward.

The sound of fierce fighting was heard, and Fu Nanjia chased Lu Ningshuang in a very good mood.

"Xiaoguai, I asked someone to stop him. Xiaoguai won't be angry, right?"

Lu Ningshuang walked in front and answered calmly:

"Brother did a great job."

Fu Nanjia controlled the wheelchair and moved through the bushes with difficulty, saying from the bottom of his heart:

"Don't do that next time. You make my heart break when you cry. Even if it's just acting, I can't stand it."

While Jing Shiyue was fighting with the people who suddenly appeared, he was also keeping an eye on the movements on the cliff.

He only heard the girl's melancholy voice:

"Those who left me, yesterday cannot be retained.

Those who disturb my heart are so troubled today.

The wind sends the autumn geese thousands of miles away, and we can enjoy the moment in the high building..."

Fu Nanjia responded:

"Is this Xiaoguai's new work? Xiaoguai is indeed the most talented woman in Qi State, her ideas are flowing!"

Lu Ningshuang shook her head, "It wasn't me, it was done by a poet named Li Bai."

"Did you see it in your dream?"

"Yes, the world."

"Well, I believe you if you say so."

……

Two days had passed since Jing Shiyue left, but Su Ciyue still secretly handed over a visiting card.

"Miss, Miss Su is here."

The servants in the courtyard didn't know the relationship between their young lady and Su Ciyue, so they addressed her in a very unfamiliar way.

Lu Ningshuang, who was leaning back on the recliner with her eyes closed, waved:

"Let her in."

"Yes, ma'am."

Su Ciyue was led to the warm room by her maid.

This place is very spacious. In winter, you can put an incense burner on the floor to keep warm, and in summer, you can put an ice rack and fan yourself to cool down.

Chunhuaxuan is outdoors after all, and it is easy to catch a cold if you fall asleep.

The maid led them to the door and stopped.

"Miss Su, please."

They didn't dare to go in without the lady's permission.

"Ah."

Su Ciyue nodded, reached out and pushed open the door.

She immediately glanced at the girl taking a nap on the recliner.

Su Ciyue tiptoed to the chair and started fanning herself instead of the maid. The sound was soft, like a trickle of water.

"Ningshuang, I know that Doctor Jing has passed away. You have been in a bad mood recently, so I came to see you specially."

"Ah."

Lu Ningshuang responded through her nose, covering her eyes with a Shu brocade belt embroidered with laurel to block out the light, looking lazy.

Su Ciyue moved to sit on the footstool, lifted up the girl's feet that were red from the cold as they stepped on the jade floor, and put on her embroidered shoes that were moving one way and the other.

The shoes have fine stitching, soft soles, and the cat embroidered on the satin is lively and cute, and you can tell at a glance that a lot of thought was put into the design.

Lu Ningshuang opened one eye and glanced at Su Ciyue in confusion.

The other party straightened her skirt and gave a well-reasoned explanation:

"Don't keep your feet cool, it's easy to get sick."

"Ok."

Su Ciyue sat on the footstool, propped up his chin and looked at her, gently comforting her:

"Ningshuang, don't be unhappy. I will never leave unless I die in an accident."

Lu Ningshuang asked with a melancholy look on her face:

"Really?"

Su Ciyue swore with three fingers:

"If you disobey, you will fall into hell forever!"

Lu Ningshuang chuckled, leaned over and touched Su Ciyue's beautiful face, and sighed:

"Ayue is so nice!"

Su Ciyue took the opportunity to hold that soft, boneless hand, and with his other hand, he supported Lu Ningshuang on the chair handle and pushed her back into the chair.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were sparkling. She looked down at the girl and asked softly:

"Ningshuang, I have a way to make you feel better. Are you willing to try it?"

"What method?"

Su Ciyue hesitated, but her eyes sparkled:

"It may be a little shocking..."

"How shocking can it be?"

Lu Ningshuang lay on the chair, laughing so hard that she was shaking.

The beautiful woman in sight slowly leaned over, placed her slender jade fingers on her legs, and whispered a few words in her ear.

The girl was like a frightened white rabbit, with red eyes and softly asked:

"Will you be...happy?"

"Try it," Su Ciyue comforted her tolerantly, her voice was extremely soft, "If you don't like it, I'll stop."

Lu Ningshuang bit her lip, and I nodded pitifully, with a very small arc, and my face turned red.

"Don't be afraid..."

Su Ciyue coaxed gently, and the slender jade fingers that usually held a pen fell on the butterfly on the hem of her skirt.