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

From the moment Crows Fly, Lu Yingxue couldn't read a single word.

The situation in Quanzhou, the situation in the north, and the progress of the canal were all on her mind, but she was still vaguely worried about one thing.

When the subordinate sent to Chenxiang Garden appeared with a serious expression and told her that Lu Ningshuang was in trouble, she suddenly realized what was going on.

I was terrified by the unknown events and felt like a stone had fallen from my heart.

"Say!"

She stared down and saw her subordinate reporting very quickly:

"The Second Miss was traumatized by the accidental killing of Doctor Jing and has left the Lu Residence. There is one thing I am not sure if I should tell you..."

Lu Yingxue slammed the table, "At this time, is there anything that cannot be said?!"

He hesitated and said:

"I suspect the crows were attracted by the Second Young Lady. Is she..."

Before he could even utter the word "monster", Lu Yingxue interrupted him harshly, "Do what you should do and watch your mouth! If I hear you making up rumors or causing trouble..."

"My subordinates dare not!"

He quickly knelt down and lowered his head in fear.

Lu Yingxue glanced at him and called Lu Shen to rush to the Duke's Mansion. Lu Xing was also sent out by her before leaving.

……

On the dark and silent street, the rustling autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves, which flew several feet away and then hit the doors of shops and scattered all over the ground.

The extinguished lanterns under the eaves creaked and shook.

At this time, apart from the night watchmen, there were basically no normal people wandering around the streets.

Those who did not go home were either staying in brothels and enjoying the pleasures of life, or drinking pot after pot of wine and acting crazy under the urging of the waiters.

Even the homeless beggars retreated into dilapidated temples or sneaked into abandoned mansions, rubbing their burning stomachs and forcing themselves to fall asleep.

In the dream, there is everything, including beautiful wives and concubines, as well as delicious food.

Maybe you can even see your deceased relatives in your dreams.

Flocks of crows were circling in the sky. With the approaching dark clouds, a frail girl gradually emerged from below, with the silk and satin on her body stained with large patches of blood.

Sometimes she laughed softly, sometimes she murmured to herself, and sometimes she had a blank expression.

Midnight, crows, a lone girl, a bloodstained skirt.

Anyone who saw it would say that the demon-incarnated girl had just eaten a human heart, and then the next moment she fainted from fear.

"Where on earth are you going, young lady?"

Liang Ye, who was following behind, asked Fuling beside him.

As the captain of the guard, he had a separate room in the back wing where the servants lived, so when the incident happened he followed Fuling out.

"I don't know either. I'm so worried about you, Miss..."

While wiping her tears, Fuling carefully used her sleeve to wipe the dust that had accidentally stuck on her Shu brocade catkin embroidered shoes.

She didn't know what to do. She tried to persuade the young lady many times to go back with her, but the young lady either ignored her or looked at her with creepy eyes.

It was as if she was meat on a chopping board waiting to be chopped.

The only thing she could do was to pick up the things that the young lady dropped and follow quietly behind.

If only Sister Baizhi were here, she would definitely know what to do!

"It's not going to work this way. The wind is getting colder and colder. If we keep wasting time, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold!"

Liang Ye looked up at the sky and made a suggestion that was not worthy of respect. "What do you think? Why don't we knock the young lady out and take her back?"

Fuling shook her head and cried miserably.

"I can't do it!"

Liang Ye's eyes widened. "Do you think I don't know you? You are a killer carefully trained by the Duke. Just say that in the three years when the young lady was asleep, how many enemies have you killed?"

Fuling pursed her lips and rubbed the sapphire that decorated the cat's eye on her shoes again and again.

"A lady is a lady, and an enemy is an enemy. How can they be the same? If I dare to disrespect the lady, Sister Bai Zhi will not forgive me when she comes back!"

Liang Ye took a deep breath and felt speechless.

"If you don't go, I will!"

As he said this, he appeared behind Lu Ningshuang and chopped her on the back of the neck with a knife. When he was about to reach out to catch her, he was suddenly met with a pair of dark eyes.

The girl who should have been knocked unconscious by him turned her head away.

Liang Ye's hair stood on end as the Shenyuan dagger, which could cut hair with a single blow, swung towards his arm viciously.

He leaned back suddenly, did a somersault and landed on the ground. When he was about to chase after him, a crow circling in the sky swooped down towards him.

Fuling saw that the situation was not right and wanted to catch up with the girl, but like Liang Ye, she was stopped by flocks of crows.

I could only watch her walk away in the darkness.

Lu Mansion.

Mrs. Lu and Lu Yingxue, who were waiting for news, waited for an unexpected person.

He was dressed in a white cotton and linen robe, his hair and beard were all white, and on his head was a wooden hairpin made from polished tree roots. He had a thin but slender figure, looking like a Taoist immortal.

"T-Tairen?"

Mrs. Lu was angry at first because the other party came uninvited, and then she was shocked after ten breaths because she recognized the other party's identity.

Lu Yingxue looked at the newcomer warily. He entered the mansion effortlessly. He was truly unfathomable.

The old man nodded slightly, smiling distantly, "Meet Madam Lu."

"Master, is it really you?"

Madam Lu stepped forward subconsciously, but then stopped hesitantly and asked tentatively:

“Thank you for rescuing my daughter. My husband and I have sent people to look for your whereabouts in order to treat Shuang’er’s illness, but we found nothing.

You appear now, could it be that my daughter's great calamity has not yet passed? But she has successfully lived past twenty!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

The old man shook his head, slightly indifferent:

"I am here to take back the body of my beloved disciple."

"Beloved disciple?"

Lu Yingxue frowned, "Could the beloved disciple you are talking about be Jing Shiyue?"

"Yes. Please return them to me."

After hearing the old man's words, among the three brothers who were following him from a distance and gradually revealed their figures, Liu Xunfeng's expression was particularly complicated.

As soon as the three people appeared, Lu Yingxue understood the old man's identity.

The miraculous doctor Cang Shu, who entered Taoism and lived in seclusion for over 140 years.

After thinking it over, Mrs. Lu refused. She said that Jing Shiyue's funeral arrangements should be left to Shuang'er to decide. If she came back and found that he was gone, she would probably go crazy.

Lu Yingxue did not hesitate to speculate on people's minds with the greatest malice. She always felt that the timing of Doctor Cang's arrival was too coincidental.

"Have you calculated your apprentice's death?"

Cangshu nodded calmly.

"If you knew it already, why didn't you tell him?"

"Everyone has his own tribulation. Interfering with it is against the will of heaven. The will of heaven cannot be violated!"

Lu Yingxue suddenly sneered, "I'm afraid you have already figured it out!

From you bringing my sister back to life, to Jing Shiyue appearing beside her, to now her death, do you dare to say that it was not planned by you?"

"Yingxue!"

Mrs. Lu called out, because Cang Shu saved Lu Ningshuang's life, she always respected and was grateful to him.

Cang Shu sighed when he heard this:

"Miss Lu, how can a calamity be interfered with by mortals like you and me? The reason why fate is called fate is because human power cannot fight against it."