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

Thunder roared in the night and soon it began to rain heavily.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, and it should be something to be happy about, but Su Ciyue and others had a thick layer of haze in their hearts.

"What time is it?"

Lu Yingxue looked up from the military newspapers. Hanqiu pushed the door open and came in, whispering:

"It's midnight, Miss."

"Oh, I see."

Lu Yingxue pulled out a hairpin and fiddled with the wick of a lamp on the table that had just been trimmed. She sat alone in the study, staring at the flickering flames in a daze.

It’s thundering. Will Xiaoshuang be scared?

It's raining, does she have a place to shelter from the rain?

Is she well fed and warmly clothed outside?

In Lu Yingxue's mind, she imagined a naked girl squatting at the entrance of a gloomy cave, holding an unknown dry wild fruit and eating it while crying.

Green eyes surrounded her, staring at her eagerly.

Even though she knew that Lu Ningshuang could not survive alone in the wild due to her physical condition, Lu Yingxue's mind was still out of control.

She crumpled up the military reports in a few seconds. Qi was almost unified, and the areas under its rule were almost turned upside down, but she still hadn't found her sister!

Meaning, does all this still have meaning?

A quarter of an hour later, she adjusted her mood, flattened the military newspaper and put it in the drawer, then got up and left the study.

"Hongxiu came to report in the evening that mother was feeling unwell again. I went to Haitangyuan to check on her situation."

After Lu Ningshuang disappeared this time, Mrs. Lu's health completely collapsed. She could not leave her bed and could not recognize people.

Every day when she wakes up, she only does one thing, which is to sit on the bed and do needlework. She sews baby clothes and shoes, which are small and exquisite.

Lu Yingxue came out of Weirui Courtyard and strolled around the Lu Mansion holding an umbrella. At this time, except for a few main corridors where lights were still on, everywhere else was pitch black.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, which should have been prosperous, seemed to be in decline and was deserted.

It seemed that all the people in the mansion were sickly. There would be a commotion in Chenxiang Courtyard every two or three days, and then everyone in the mansion would wait anxiously for the doctor to come and see them.

After Lu Ningshuang disappeared, Lu Yan and Ji Ruyang moved out of the Lu Mansion one after another. They hardly saw each other on weekdays and only kept in touch through official business.

Not long after the two of them left, the forgetfulness poison on Fu Nanjia's body lost its effect. He remembered all his memories and immediately vomited three liters of blood.

The insults he had directed at Lu Ningshuang when he had lost his memory became the sharpest sword, cutting into his heart.

Considering that he was Lu Ningshuang's "old thing", Liu Xunfeng kindly examined him and diagnosed that he was in a desperate state and had little chance of survival.

The substitute game designed by Lu Ningshuang perfectly achieved the effect of physical and mental torture.

One day, Fu Nanjia, who was disabled in both legs and had difficulty moving, disappeared. All that was left on the Canglan Pavilion in the back mountain was the wheelchair he used daily and a flaming red robe.

Some people guessed that he jumped off a cliff to commit suicide for love, some guessed that he slipped and fell into the river and was washed away, and some guessed that he was rescued by his subordinates who were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Now that Lu Ningshuang is not around, who would care about his life or death?

When Lu Yingxue walked into Haitang Courtyard, Mrs. Lu just woke up, threw off the quilt and got out of bed in a panic.

Cuizhu, who was on night watch, quickly supported her and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Madam Lu struggled to leave, and asked with red eyes:

"Mammy, I heard Xiaobao crying, is she sick?

Did those damned slaves become disloyal after hearing the news that the master was not doing well in the war and deliberately mistreat my daughter?"

Cuizhu said with tears in her eyes:

"Madam, I am Cuizhu, not Madam Zhu!"

"Cuizhu, Cuizhu..."

Mrs. Lu's eyes were blank. She sat on the edge of the bed and muttered. Suddenly, she grabbed Cuizhu's shoulders and asked:

"Why aren't you by your sister's side? Didn't I tell you to stay by her side all the time? Is this how you take care of her?"

"Madam! Miss is fine. They have already..."

Before he could finish the three words "grown up", he was interrupted by Mrs. Lu in an emotional tone.

"That means Xiaobao is in trouble! Bring Xiaobao to me and I will take care of him myself! Ask Mammy to sell off those disobedient servants to me!"

Outside the door, Hongxiu bowed in a low voice.

"Miss."

Lu Yingxue lowered her eyes and asked:

"Is mother taking her medicine as usual?"

"Everything is taken as usual. Doctor Yan comes to check on your pulse every day. It's just that Madam's memory seems to have stopped at the time when she gave birth to you and the second young lady."

"Take good care of her," Lu Yingxue paused and added, "You can act with her. It's better than knowing that Xiaoshuang's whereabouts are unknown or whether she's alive or dead."

"Yes, Miss."

……

At the Feishuang Pavilion headquarters, the Pavilion Master, who was considered harsh and cold in the eyes of outsiders, curled up in a small dark room inside the bedroom.

Elegant and luxurious clothes were piled on the simple low couch. Upon closer inspection, they were actually dresses for young girls, and even tight underwear and bellybands.

"Second Miss, Second Miss, Second Miss..."

Amid the rumbling sound of spring thunder lies the man’s suppressed and painful cry.

The girl had been gone for too long, and the scent of her on her clothes had faded to the point of being hard to discern.

The man knelt in the girl's wrinkled clothes like an abandoned stray dog, buried his face and sniffed deeply, trying to find some false evidence that she was by his side.

No one knew how much Lu Yan missed the Second Miss, let alone that he was terminally ill and beyond help.

Only with the second lady's approval, could he be released from his grave sin.

"Knock knock..."

The subordinate with ulterior motives knocked on the door in revealing clothes, sneaked into the room, and approached the bed with a clear purpose.

When she leaned over, the waves surged.

"Why is there no one here? Strange... This shouldn't be the case..."

That medicine was obtained by her in her early years, and its effect was extremely strong. There was no way Lu Yan could withstand it.

I listened attentively to the painful groan behind the wall, and nimbly untied the clothes with my fingers, and whispered:

"Master, where are you? I'm here to help you."

She looked everywhere for secret doors. The Pavilion Master didn't allow anyone to approach his yard, which made things convenient for her.

When the matter is settled, the cold and aloof Pavilion Master will be hers.

"This room is so deserted, there is no breath of life at all, just like the Pavilion Master, there is no humanity."

My hand touched something and the wall opened with a creak.

She walked over impatiently and unexpectedly met a pair of cold eyes in the darkness.

"you saw it?"

Behind the dim light at the door, the Pavilion Master, who was like a flower on the mountain top in her mind, was kneeling in the pile of women's clothes in a dishevel, like an abandoned dog trying hard to find the scent of its owner.

"Pavilion Master, you..."

Lu Yan slowly stood up and approached, dragging his sword on the ground.

The woman ran out in panic, and Lu Yan waved his hand and closed all the doors and windows.

"Did I tell you to stay out of my yard?"

Arms waving.

One sword, two swords, three swords...the ninety-eighth sword, the ninety-ninth sword.

If this female subordinate who cared about Lu Yan knew that the main reason why she was tortured by her own leader was because she was mistaken for a thief who coveted the pile of clothes in the house.

I wonder if he will be angry enough to come back to life?

"Those things are all mine!"

"Second Miss, I miss you so much..."

With his sea of ​​desire surging, Lu Yan let go of the hilt of the sword and knelt weakly on the ground.