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

Mrs. Lu looked at Lu Ningshuang and saw fatigue between her brows, but she rarely cried.

The maids came and went, placing a pile of food on the kang table and the table next to it. Madam Lu considered it again and again and spoke:

"Shuang'er, Doctor Jing's body has been taken back by his master."

She carefully observed her daughter's expression, ready to prevent her from going crazy at any time, but Lu Ningshuang didn't. She bit the snacks on the plate one by one and responded calmly:

"Oh."

"Shuang'er, you...are you not unhappy?"

Her calm appearance made Mrs. Lu uneasy.

Lu Ningshuang frowned, put the date paste cake back on the plate, and told Cuizhu not to serve her this thing in the future before answering Mrs. Lu.

"Mother, we are not that close. Do I have to mourn for him? By the way, where is my sister?"

She flipped over the dessert plate, muttering, whether intentionally or unintentionally:

"Why haven't you returned my Eunuch Ji to me yet..."

Mrs. Lu looked at her funny baby daughter with pity and thought that it would be better not to care about it. Once her second brother sent the handsome man over, Shuang'er would be able to completely put that tactless thing behind her.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the honey-floating pear flower that had just been presented to the girl. Seeing that she had tasted it and frowned, he couldn't help but ask:

"Shuang'er, what's wrong?"

Lu Ningshuang put down the spoon in disdain and shook her head, "Cuizhu's cooking skills have declined. It doesn't taste very good. Mother, I'm leaving first."

As she walked she muttered:

"The people below must have deceived me. The honey is too fake, it's not even sweet. Damn it, who can I play with..."

Mrs. Lu's expression was shocked and she froze in place.

She stared at the receding figure, and when he disappeared, she clutched her chest and shouted:

"Cuizhu! Hongxiu! Someone, come quickly, go find the young lady for me!"

She gripped the spoon with her trembling right hand, scooped a large spoonful of the delicate milky white cake soaked in honey, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The rich aroma of milk and honey exploded in her mouth, sweeping over her sense of smell and taste. Mrs. Lu could no longer hold back and pounded her chest with tears streaming down her face.

……

Lu Yingxue was not in the palace, so she did not meet Lu Ningshuang on the way to the Lu Mansion.

She replaced Lu Yan's belt with a thumb-thick dog chain, which was shiny silver and looked very nice.

Liang Ye drove the carriage, Bai Zhi sat sideways on the frame, Lu Ningshuang and Lu Yan sat in the carriage. There were not many guards following them, and it was a simple journey compared to the previous pomp.

She hooked the chain with her fingertips and pulled it, and Lu Yan would smile at her.

If it had a tail, it would probably turn into a propeller!

Lu Ningshuang leaned against two soft pillows, holding the chain in her hand and lying lazily on the bed in the car, with her legs resting on Lu Yan's knees.

Seeing him grinning foolishly, I couldn't help but kick him.

Seeing him put on a mask of pain, she tutted her hair and said, "You don't have a tail, so don't shake it when you shouldn't. Be careful or I'll get someone to castrate you!"

"Second Miss, I will control it. Please don't be angry."

Lu Yan replied to her immediately, but his mind was full of thoughts, all of which were about the ecstasy he had felt in the morning.

The second young lady was very nice to him, really very nice!

She actually helped him!

Just as the god touched the rat in the gutter.

Never mind. This metaphor is a bit far-fetched. He should not embarrass himself in front of the second daughter of a great literary figure.

Lu Yan secretly glanced at the girl with her eyes closed. The sunlight filtered in through the fluttering car curtains and sprinkled on her thick, curled eyelashes.

He could only use all his reason to restrain the surging desires in his heart.

……

The commotion that night was so loud that half the people in the city saw it.

In addition, Lu Yingxue had not appeared in the palace for the past three days, so when he met Lu Shen, he looked solemn and busy.

Su Ciyue was in a bad mood and felt uneasy. She got a headache when she wasn't paying attention.

So she took a day off.

She sent people to the Lu Mansion to inquire about the situation, but found nothing. She asked her maid to set up a chair, and she sat under the wisteria trellis in the courtyard, pressing her throbbing temples.

Faintly, she heard light footsteps, and when she was about to open her eyes, a petite and soft body fell into her arms.

Smelling the familiar medicinal fragrance, Su Ciyue's headache seemed to be relieved.

She slowly opened her eyes, and the girl's cold, weak, sickly, yet bewitching face was right in front of her.

"Frost treasure?"

The girl put her arms around her neck and took the opportunity to kiss her, invading her position effortlessly.

The girl's technique was superb. Sometimes her kisses were like a violent storm, making her dizzy, and sometimes they were like a gentle spring breeze and drizzle, making her confused and excited.

She didn't know where Shuangbao's enthusiasm came from, and she didn't have the energy to think about it. She could only be led by her step by step.

"Frost... um..."

The two maids who served in the yard had long disappeared. In this small courtyard, under the wisteria trellis, there was only the little witch who seduced her into fall.

Listen, that's the sound of the bleak autumn wind.

Look, it's a scene of petals flying.

Blue, white, pink, and purple were flying all over the ground.

After the gust of wind, Su Ciyue lay on the chair with her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling constantly, and a puff of hot air came out from her slightly parted red lips.

It’s getting cold, it’s time to put on more clothes.

It took her a long time to calm the plucked strings in her mind. She looked at the girl curled up in her arms with a pair of wet and blurry almond-shaped eyes.

Su Ciyue could confirm that she really had not grown any more, and remained at the age of seventeen. When she nestled in her arms, she looked very small, fragile and pitiful.

But it was obvious that she was the one who was bullied.

"Frost Treasure..."

Su Ciyue didn’t know what to say, she just raised her arm and patted the girl’s body while calling her softly.

The wind made her feel a little cold, but she gathered her clothes together to cover herself from the girl who was biting her.

And the dazzling snow.

Lu Ningshuang let go, pinched Su Ciyue's chin, and asked with interest:

"Like it?"

The words are blunt and frivolous.

This is completely different from the previous Miss Lu who always looked pitiful with tears in her eyes and was completely a weak and obedient girl.

Su Ciyue looked at her well-dressed attire, then looked at her own disheveled appearance, and the heat on her cheeks that had been blown away by the wind rose again in an instant.

"Frost Treasure..."

She shouted with a dry throat.

"Like it?"

The tone remains unchanged.

Su Ciyue looked away and nodded weakly. When the girl rubbed her wet hands on her lips, she was so embarrassed that she almost died on the spot.

The word "like" sounds like the murmur of a person on the decline.

When Lu Yingxue arrived at the palace, Lu Ningshuang had already entered the cell, with Liang Ye and Lu Yan standing on her left and right like two guardians.

Xuan Ming couldn't stop him, nor did he dare to take any real action.

After all, the second Miss Lu, who took three breaths with each step and could be blown down by a gust of wind, was walking in the front.

"Let him out for me."

When Lu Yingxue arrived, Lu Yan and Liang Ye were trying to break open the iron prison door.

From afar, almost at the moment of turning the corner, Lu Ningshuang turned around and called sweetly:

"Sister~~"