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

Fu Nanjia remembered the hatred of the acupuncture deeply, and came to the low couch with a gloomy face, raised the iron rod and hit the young man.

Jing Shiyue lost the strength to resist because of the attack of the poison. The iron rod carrying the power of thunder fell suddenly on his back. He fell on the bed and choked with blood.

"Aren't you very capable? You can paralyze a person with just one needle? Did you expect your fate to end up like this?"

"Aren't you going to run away and abandon Xiaoguai? Why are you shamelessly seducing her now?!"

"On the surface, he pretends to be noble and noble, making Xiaoguai obsessed with him, but in fact, he is even more despicable than the male prostitutes in the building!"

"Things have changed. Now you are the prisoner, and you are also the one that Xiaoguai hates! As long as I am here, you will never see the light of day again!

Maybe it won't be long before Xiaoguai lets me help bury the body, so enjoy your retribution!"

Every time the iron rod came down, it was accompanied by Fu Nangjia's sarcasm. By the time he felt relieved, Jing Shiyue was already dying.

"waste!"

He poked it with an iron rod and found no response. He suppressed his disgust and took its pulse. When he found no major problems, he left directly.

He remembered Xiaoguai's instructions and knew his limits!

……

A black veil covered the sky, with only a few clouds floating around.

Almost every place is filled with the sharp chirping of cicadas. The cool night is turned into boiling water by the chirping of insects, which makes people so annoyed that they want to go crazy.

Chenxiangyuan is a rare pure land.

With Xiaobing's intimidation, ordinary snakes, insects, rats and ants dared not approach, and even the most clueless cicadas avoided this restricted area from afar.

Lu Ningshuang rested her head on Fu Nanjia's arm, face to face, and asked him to fan her.

She was afraid of cold but not heat, and she just wanted to torment him.

"Shake it!"

"Brother, can you do it?"

"Brother, can you please fan me properly?"

"fan!"

"Ok?"

"cough--"

"..."

As soon as the movement stopped, Lu Ningshuang immediately urged him.

Fu Nanjia had dark circles under his eyes. He fanned himself twice, his stagnant thoughts pondering a question:

How come the little girl is in such good spirits?

Lu Ningshuang opened her eyes and treated her good brother like an eagle.

Not long after the gong struck at 3 o'clock in the morning, she stretched out her claws and shook Fu Nanjia, who had just closed his eyes, hard.

“Brother, brother, brother, brother…”

"Well, what's wrong?"

Fu Nanjia woke up suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, his heart was beating rapidly, and his mind was in a trance.

When the palpitations subside, the person will be completely awake.

The little girl opened and closed her mouth, and said innocently:

"Nothing, I just wanted to see if you were asleep."

Fu Nanjia was both angry and amused. He turned over and held her under him, gently pecking at her collarbone.

"Since Xiaoguai doesn't want to sleep, then do something else with your brother."

The voice was hazy and hoarse, as if he had just woken up, and it sounded very seductive.

Lu Ningshuang raised her hand and grabbed his mouth, hiding in the shadows and giggling, "I don't want you, it hurts!"

Fu Nanjia was very angry, but she knew she was in the wrong, so she could only coax him softly:

"Brother, please be gentle. Please be considerate of me, ok..."

It’s not his fault that he is so talented. You can’t really give up on him, right?

He even endured the sadness and helped her repair the secret room!

Wronged!

……

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen.

Fu Nanjia went out with five finger marks on his face. The cool autumn breeze blew towards him, and his mood became very good.

He was beaten by Xiaoguai!

But it doesn’t matter. A real man can bend and stretch. Besides, no one else has a chance to be beaten by Xiaoguai!

The craftsmen he arranged were already on the way. They were proficient in the art of mechanical engineering and, more importantly, they were his subordinates, so he didn't have to kill them to silence them after finishing their work.

Now let’s think about how to set up the secret room. Is it a bit small to build one?

What should I do if there are cats and dogs that make Xiaoguai unhappy again and I can’t lock them up?

With so many people living here, shouldn't we pay attention to cleanliness? Otherwise, the smell will drift up and make Xiaoguai faint?

If someone needs to clean, there must not be only one entrance to Xiaoguai's boudoir, otherwise the people who deliver meals and clean the room will come in and out all day long without any privacy at all.

Well, add a hidden entrance and exit outdoors.

Xiaoguai was locked up in the underground palace by the Dog Emperor for a long time. Although he didn't say it, he probably didn't like dark and damp places in his heart.

Pay attention to drainage! Moisture-proof plus! Night-shining pearl plus! Glass lamp plus!

It’s still a little dim. No, no, I have to keep trying to find a solution.

Fu Nanjia was crouching over the rosewood desk, writing and drawing, crumpling up sheet of rice paper after sheet.

He wanted to build the secret room in a unique way so that whenever Xiaoguai saw the secret room, he would think of him and then subconsciously think that he should look for his brother when he had any problems.

In this way, no matter how many admirers appear, his position in Xiaoguai's heart will never be shaken!

Suddenly, he thought of the transparent glass that the Qin family accidentally made.

Fu Nanjia's lips curled up, got it!

Fu Nanjia, who was delighted to expand a small secret room into an underground house of the same size as Chenxiang Courtyard, did not know that his storm was about to come.

After breakfast, Lu Ningshuang came to the Begonia Courtyard surrounded by her attendants.

Before entering, he asked the extra servants to wait and he led two maids into the yard.

The servants of Haitang Courtyard wanted to report it, but were stopped by her.

"I'm much better now. There's no need to disturb mother. I'm here to pay my respects."

The servant wanted to say something but stopped himself. Under her stern gaze, he retreated respectfully.

If you want to survive in the Lu Mansion, the first rule you must strictly follow is:

The Second Miss's words are always right, and you must follow her orders, even if she asks you to beat the Master up.

This was a rule that Lu Jianzhang set himself in his early years, for fear that the servants would bully his youngest daughter because she was weak.

Sure enough, once the words of beating him up came out, no one dared to neglect Lu Ningshuang anymore, and everyone in the mansion was praising her earnestly.

Back to the story, Lu Ningshuang stopped outside the main house, listening to the noise inside the house and her expression gradually became gloomy.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

"Madam, please go see a doctor. You have been ill for several days. Seeing you become so thin makes me sad."

"Ahem, no need. Why bother making a scene? I'm worried."

"What's wrong with you? You are obviously angry with Master Fu! After all, you are his aunt and his elder. How could he say that about you?

Even for the sake of the Second Miss, he should still respect you!"

"Cuizhu, stop talking. Ahem, it's not easy for Shuang'er to wake up now. If she wants to like Fu Nanjia, let her like him.

He is just a down-and-out young master who has been expelled from the family. It is his ability to be arrogant because of the favor he receives. As long as he can make Shuang'er happy, I will accept it even if she rides on my head and pee and shit on me.

My wish now is very simple, I just hope Shuang'er can be happy and live every day without illness or disaster."