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

In the Lu Mansion, Mrs. Lu, who was dining with Lu Jianzhang, suddenly put down her chopsticks.

She stared at him straight, frowning with a serious expression, and Lu Jianzhang subconsciously felt a little panicked.

"What's wrong ma'am?"

He didn't seem to have done anything wrong, did he?

Could it be that he was going to war in a while and didn't tell her?

But fighting a war requires taking the initiative, so how can I tell her something when the details haven't been finalized yet?

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you? I heard you called a doctor today?"

"Husband..."

The lady sighed deeply and leaned gently into his arms, rarely showing her weak side.

Lu Jianzhang embraced her, held her hand, and listened to her:

"I want to reconcile with Lu Yingxue."

Lu Jianzhang's eyes widened instantly and he looked carefully at his wife in his arms. She had always regarded her eldest daughter as her mortal enemy and wished she could go back in time and strangle her to death.

Suddenly talking about reconciliation, are you inspired by something?

Or did something big happen?

By the way, is it the "he" that means peace and the "jie" that means explanation?

"解" doesn't mean "solve", right?

Lu Jianzhang's voice trembled:

"Husband, why don't you think about it again?"

Now that Qi is divided and the world is in chaos, it is a good time to rise. After analyzing the forces of all parties, Xiao Churan is the most likely person to sit on the throne of the emperor.

With Yingxue's contributions, she will definitely become a queen who rules the world in the future.

By then, he will be a founding father, and the glory of the Lu family will be recorded in history!

Although the Lu family might not be able to pass on, and although he might not necessarily realize his dream of owning a large territory, his most determined pursuit is to keep his family safe and sound.

If Madam kills Yingxue and the Lu family breaks their ties with King Jinyang, where will they drift to?

It is unrealistic to let him lead the army to conquer the world by himself. Without the title of royal orthodoxy, he would be a traitor and would not have an advantage in terms of reputation.

Secondly, the battle for supremacy has reached a fever pitch, and it would be extremely difficult for him to start a new business.

In the end, you could say he was short-sighted or sentimental, he just wanted to live a peaceful life with his wife and daughter.

The murderous intent contained in the word "imperial power" is several times stronger than that in troubled times!

"What's that look in your eyes?!"

Mrs. Lu was almost unable to control the wild power in her body. She gritted her teeth hard to prevent her small fists from turning into violent iron fists.

I have been working hard these days, and my muscles have become harder.

Lu Jianzhang was worried that his beloved wife would get hurt, so he held her scallion-like hand in his palm and honestly admitted his mistake:

"It's my fault. I made unwarranted assumptions about you. Please don't be angry. It hurts my heart to see you in a bad mood..."

"Glib tongue!"

Madam Lu glared at her and sighed, "I have figured it out. According to the current situation, Shuang'er will have to rely on her in the future.

I just hope that Lu Yingxue can protect my Shuang'er for the sake of sisterhood. I don't care whether she respects me or not, or recognizes me or not."

She held Lu Jianzhang's rough big hand, absentmindedly writing and drawing on his palm, tears flashing in her eyes.

"Shuang'er came to visit me today. The experience of being imprisoned by the tyrant has become an indelible shadow in her heart.

She kept emphasizing that we should stay with her all the time, as if she was worried that we would abandon her..."

Lu Jianzhang wiped the corners of his wife's eyes, his brows furrowed, and his heart sank.

"Why would Shuang'er think so?"

Isn't our preference for her obvious enough?

The lady lay in his arms and suddenly burst into tears, "Shuang'er feels that she is no longer herself..."

"How could that be? No matter what happens, she is my daughter, Lu Jianzhang!"

"I think if one more person loves her, it might soothe her inner fear."

……

The carriage was driving on the muddy road. Jinyang was not like Fengdu, and there were no such wide and flat bluestone roads.

All the infrastructure here is several levels inferior to that of Fengdu.

Lu Ningshuang drew aside the curtains, smiling as she enjoyed the evening breeze. Jiang Shuo, who was driving in the front, kept chattering.

The smell of fireworks around her made her body warm.

"Pause!"

She spoke suddenly, and Jiang Shuo thought something had happened, so he quickly pulled the reins. The horse raised its hooves and neighed, and the soldiers drew their swords and stood guard.

"Sister Shuang, what happened?"

After stopping the car, Jiang Shuo opened the curtain.

The girl leaned against the window, obviously seeing something.

Jiang Shuo's heart tightened, and when he looked in the direction he was looking, a beggar in tattered clothes caught his eye.

If there is anything special about beggars, it is that their clothes are particularly dirty.

It must be the heavy rain today that hit me hard. My clothes are still damp, gray, with some darker patches and some lighter patches. I can’t tell their original appearance at all.

His hair was tangled in clumps, mixed with dead branches and leaves, and spread out on his head like a chicken coop, with flies flying around his forehead.

Jiang Shuo went to the battlefield at a very young age and witnessed many tragic things.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the death of his comrade beside him, and when he lifted up his clothes he saw maggots crawling in the wound.

In recent years, he has seen too much hell on earth, so he naturally remained calm when seeing that he was just a sloppy beggar.

Just thinking of his sister Shuang who was protected in the boudoir, he reached out to cover her eyes and advised in her ear:

"Sister Shuang, don't look at him. In troubled times, there are countless people displaced. If you feel pity for him, I'll have someone take him in."

"No thanks," Lu Ningshuang refused. She blinked her eyes slightly, and her eyelashes made Jiang Shuo's palm itchy.

"Everyone has his or her own destiny. Why interfere?"

Jiang Shuo just thought that she had figured it out. A genius like Sister Shuang must be able to see things more clearly than he did.

"Okay, I'll take you home."

He went out to drive, not noticing the ambiguous smile on her lips, nor the attention the beggar was giving him.

Lu Ningshuang slowly lowered the car curtain and said silently:

Eunuch Ji, long time no see.

……

Fu Nanjia's leg injury aggravated and his expression was distorted with pain.

But after the sun set, the first thing he did was to take a bath.

When Lu Ningshuang returned to Chenxiangyuan accompanied by Jiang Shuo, everything was quiet.

Lu Ningshuang said she was tired, so Jiang Shuo left tactfully.

She turned to ask the servants in the courtyard:

"Where's Fu Nanjia?"

The servant replied respectfully:

"Master Fu is taking a bath."

"Did he kneel the whole time?"

"I kept kneeling, and didn't get up even when it was raining."

"Well, back off."

There is a small hot spring behind Feishuang Pavilion, hidden behind the Tianshan stone screen wall, and a cluster of hibiscus flowers is planted next to it.

Fu Nanjia was not in the room, so he must be there. He would go there to soak his legs when his legs hurt.

When Lu Ningshuang left, Fu Nanjia was sitting in the water wearing only a single layer of clothes, lowering his head and massaging his injured leg bit by bit.

The wet red dress outlines a smooth curve, and the rising white mist becomes increasingly hazy under the moonlight.

The scene became charming for a while.

"elder brother."

Lu Ningshuang was sitting on the Shoushan stone used for landscaping on the shore. Fu Nanjia heard the shouting, took a look, and then turned his head back.

He is angry.

This was Lu Ningshuang’s idea.