When she had almost finished listening, Lu Ningshuang deliberately glanced coldly at Hongxiu who was holding the medicine beside her.

Hongxiu stepped forward and reported in a low voice at the door:

"Madam, the second young lady is here."

In the room, Mrs. Lu lay exhausted on the bed, leaning against a soft pillow. Cuizhu kept wringing out a hot handkerchief beside her. The hot steam on her forehead could relieve the dull pain in her head.

Upon hearing the news that her precious daughter had arrived, Mrs. Lu threw away her handkerchief in panic, struggled to sit up, and hurriedly called out:

"Hurry, hurry, help me change my clothes and put on makeup!"

Lu Ningshuang only gave a quarter of an hour, but how could a quarter of an hour be enough?

When she came in, Mrs. Lu was standing in front of the screen. She was only half-dressed in her layered clothes, and her face was only painted with pearl powder and lipstick. She looked obviously haggard.

"Shuang, Shuang'er?"

Mrs. Lu stood there in a daze, as if she had not expected her to come in so soon.

Lu Ningshuang called out quietly:

"Mother."

Mrs. Lu hesitated for a moment, then put on a kind smile, waved away Cuizhu's support, walked over, and took the girl's hand and walked towards the Luohan bed under the window.

"My dear daughter, do you miss me? You silly child, if you ask the maid beside you to tell me, I will come to see you in person. Why do you have to walk such a long way?"

"I haven't come to pay my respects to my mother for a long time."

Lu Ningshuang followed Mrs. Lu and spoke in a soft voice.

Mrs. Lu wiped her daughter's forehead with her sleeve and scolded:

"You silly child, our family is not like other families with strict rules, why do we need you to come and pay your respects in person? Just stay in the courtyard and take good care of yourself. Our family is run by your mother, who dares to say anything?

My dear daughter, are you tired? Are you feeling unwell? Look at you, your face is red from the sun. Although it is morning, you can’t be careless! "

She protected Lu Ningshuang and waved, "Quick, quick, quick, sit down! Cuizhu, quickly put the soft pillow behind your second lady! Hongxiu, quickly go to the kitchen and bring up the white fungus, bird's nest and lotus seed soup!"

"Hey, here we come."

Cuizhu took out two newly made soft pillows from the cupboard. They were stuffed with the finest cotton, and a little white tiger hidden in a bustling environment was embroidered on the lake blue satin.

In addition to the stitched loops around the edges, there is also a light grey wool strip inlaid, which makes it look particularly soft and cute.

Just by leaning sideways, you can feel the deep motherly love. Things made with care are obviously different.

Hongxiu put down the medicine, turned around and trotted out, fearing that if she was too slow something might happen to the Second Miss.

Madam Lu had the table on the Luohan bed removed and asked the girl to put her legs on her knees to help her relax her sore muscles.

"Shuang'er, how is your appetite recently? Are you unhappy? Are your shoes still fitting? Mother made a few more pairs for you."

As they were talking, the maid who was cutting fabric in the corner came over and took the sewing basket.

Mrs. Lu picked them up one by one and introduced them with a smile:

"Look, this is a little tiger. It only needs two obsidian eyes. Just sew them together and it will be ready to wear. I hope you can be as strong as a tiger.

This is made for a puppy. I hope you can be as lively, happy and carefree as the puppy.

This is intended to be a fox style. Foxes are very smart. I hope Shuang'er is as smart as her and never puts herself in a difficult position in anything she does..."

Lu Ningshuang listened quietly to her mother's earnest wishes, raised her hand to hold the lady's arm, and said softly with concern:

"How are you, mother? Shuang'er noticed that you look a little haggard."

"Mom is fine. She just has a poor appetite due to the hot weather."

Mrs. Lu's expression froze. She put the semi-finished product back into the sewing basket, smiled awkwardly, wrapped a piece of milky white dessert in a handkerchief, and fed it to Lu Ningshuang's mouth.

"Come, Shuang'er, try the lotus seed paste white jade cake that the kitchen has just made. It's soft, sticky, and cool, and melts in your mouth. It also has the effect of reducing internal heat."

Lu Ningshuang took a bite, and the rich aroma of rice filled her mouth. Then, the fresh fragrance of mint and the sweet fragrance of lotus paste exploded between her lips and teeth, and a cool feeling suddenly rushed into her heart.

"It's delicious. Mom eats it too."

After the mother and daughter fed each other a few pieces of meat, Lu Ningshuang buried herself in Mrs. Lu's arms and made her intention clear:

"Mom, let's go see a doctor."

Mrs. Lu subconsciously refused, but Lu Ningshuang raised her head, looked at her steadily, and transplanted her experiences from her previous life to her.

"Mother, I've been having nightmares these past few days, dreaming that you don't want me anymore..."

"Silly child, what nonsense are you talking about? Even if mother doesn't want your father, she can't want you! You are my sweetheart!"

Facing Madam Lu's doting gaze, Lu Ningshuang suppressed her surging tears and said with red eyes:

"But I dreamed that you were sick, very sick. No matter how I called you, you walked into the darkness without looking back.

You just don't want me anymore! Is it because I've been with the ghosts in the underground palace of Zhaoqing Palace that you think I'm not your daughter anymore?"

Lu Ningshuang turned her head away dejectedly, but her hands tightly grasped Mrs. Lu's clothes around her waist, forcing her to answer.

"Oh, you probably don't know what I've been through. It's okay, just tell me what you really think. Many times I feel like I've changed, I've become cruel and volatile.

I am a bad guy. All I want is for my parents to always be with me, to love and care for me no matter what happens, and to be partial to me forever.

Mother, does Shuang'er not look like Shuang'er at all? "

Madam Lu hugged Lu Ningshuang and cried, saying:

"You will always be my favorite daughter! My Shuang'er is good in every way, don't talk nonsense!

How can you be bad? It's obviously the people around you who are not doing well. You have the right to be angry! You must be strict when controlling your subordinates, otherwise anyone can take advantage of you!

Girls change a lot when they grow up, and everything is normal. If you change again, you will become a fairy in the sky. This makes me happy and distressed. I really don’t know what kind of man is worthy of you! "

Mrs. Lu praised her daughter without any bottom line. In her eyes, her daughter was simply the most gentle, kind, considerate, generous and beautiful girl in the world.

Cruel and merciless? You must be blind, it's impossible!

Capricious? Are you sick? Who allowed you to bully her?

Lu Ningshuang was delighted by Mrs. Lu's unbridled indulgence, but she felt bad for Fu Nanjia, who had angered her mother.

After Mrs. Lu agreed to see the doctor and told her that she could ask the doctor at Renyi Clinic for diagnosis at any time, she left at Mrs. Lu's urging.

It wasn't that Mrs. Lu disliked her, but she was worried that the sun would get too high in a while and she wouldn't be able to go out.

Then I can only stay in the Begonia Courtyard until the evening. It would be so boring to accompany the old lady for the whole afternoon!

……

"Get out here and kneel down!"

Fu Nanjia came back under the scorching sun, but was mercilessly reprimanded by Lu Ningshuang.

"Little sweetheart, why are you punishing me by kneeling? What did brother do wrong?"

Fu Nanjia was a little flustered and also had some silent anger.

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