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

Lu Jie picked up the black cat from the ground and followed his young lady. He did not react to the new man who had appeared. As long as the second young lady was happy, everything was fine.

However, the man's background still needs to be thoroughly investigated.

Jiang Wen was helping Jiang Shuo dress, feeling helpless but also a bit impatient, "Prince, can you not be so impulsive? You lose all your sense of reason when you meet the Second Miss. What a shame!

Most girls like men who are more mature and stable than themselves. You are such an adult, can't you think twice before doing anything? "

Jiang Wen took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off Jiang Shuo's back. This should have been left when Miss Lu's hand was scratched by armor when she rescued his young master.

Jiang Wen was filled with worries, thinking that his eldest son would definitely not have a good ending.

"Meow!!!"

In an instant, a shrill cat cry pierced the dark sky, and Lu Ningshuang, who was walking in front, rolled down the stairs.

"Second Miss!!!"

Lu Jie shouted urgently, used his right hand to climb up the inner retaining wall, and ran forward quickly, passing the stunned Mo Dongyu in an instant.

After a moment, Mo Dongyu also reacted and chased after the falling Lu Ningshuang at the fastest speed in his life.

He is still thinking of inciting rebellion, so don't let anything bad happen to him!

But the stairs leading up and down the city wall were too steep after all. When Lu Jie arrived, Lu Ningshuang had already fallen to the last few steps. She was about to fall on the rubble on the ground. Lu Jie pounced straight up and willingly turned into a human-shaped meat cushion.

The effect was better than nothing. The old guy had followed Duke Lu in battles for decades, and his body was as hard as stone. At most, he saved Lu Ningshuang from getting her head broken and bleeding by the gravel.

"Second Miss, are you okay?"

Butler Lu lay on the ground with gritted teeth and said with concern, he secretly touched his ribs and waist that were hit by the stones, it felt really sour.

I’m so old, I can’t bear it as much as I did when I was young.

Mo Dongyu arrived shortly afterwards and first checked on Lu Ningshuang's condition. Jiang Shuo and Jiang Wen hurried over a few steps behind.

"Sister Shuang, are you okay?"

He was half-kneeling on the ground, Lu Ningshuang stared blankly at the sky. After a while, she pushed away Mo Dongyu and Jiang Shuo who were holding out their hands for her, brushed her skirt, stood up silently and left.

Jiang Shuo and Jiang Wen looked at each other in bewilderment. "Is Sister Shuang not injured from the fall at such a high place?"

"Please lend a hand to my old bones!"

Lu Jie sprained his waist and couldn't get up by himself. After hearing his call, Jiang Wen hurriedly helped him up with an embarrassed look on his face.

At this moment, Lu Ningshuang stopped and looked back.

"Why don't you leave? Didn't you want to offer yourself to me?"

Jiang Shuo pointed at himself, but Mo Dongyu beside him swallowed his saliva and asked with a somewhat stiff expression:

"Is this... too fast?"

"Fast? I think it's good."

Lu Ningshuang stroked a strand of hair on her shoulder, tilted her head and asked as a matter of course:

"If I don't try it, how can I know if it's worth keeping you?"

Mo Dongyu pursed his lips and glanced at Jiang Shuo and the others with an inquiring look.

The girl looks frail and pitiful, but why does she speak so bluntly? Isn't she afraid of the strange looks from her acquaintances or the rumors from the world?

Besides, I haven’t gotten anything yet, so I won’t sell my body, will I?

"Sir..."

Jiang Wen looked at Jiang Shuo worriedly. He knew that Second Miss Lu had many handsome men around her and her emotional life was rich and colorful, but his own young master had never caught her in any trouble, so she had never been willing to think too much about it and lived in a daze.

Now Miss Lu invited other men to be her lovers in front of the prince. I wonder if her own prince...

Lu Ningshuang ignored Jiang Shuo's changing expression, stared at the hesitant Mo Dongyu, and sneered:

"As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. You won't even lay out a little bait, so why should I give you a chance to convince me?

How can you do this if you don't want to give anything?

That’s not how you do business.”

Mo Dongyu, whose thoughts were seen through, clenched his fists and looked around, wondering whether he should just kidnap the person.

The message sent by the silver ring snake Gu told him that Jiang Shuo and others and the army blocking the city wall were not the biggest problems. The most dangerous person here was the girl opposite.

The "King Gu" in her body suppresses it severely, and it would be lucky if it can maintain its self-identity if a real fight breaks out.

Mo Dongyu felt very upset when she thought that after becoming a saint, she would not only have to work hard to stay alive, but also have to be on guard against being abused by that old man at all times.

His eyes fell on Lu Ningshuang's face. Although her words were a bit blunt, they were pure and evil, with a natural morbid charm.

Never mind, devoting myself to her is much better than being touched by that old thing.

Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters. Compared to the purpose of killing the old man and getting to the top, the cost of selling one's body is not worth mentioning.

Mo Dongyu put on a smile and bowed humbly.

"Then please have mercy on me, sister!"

……

Liu Xunfeng lost too much blood and suffered internal injuries from being hit by the door frame. He would not wake up for a day or two.

Jiang Shuo felt upset and wanted to ask Lu Ningshuang for clarification, but he knew the priorities and called the military doctor.

Sister Frost rolled down more than thirty steps. She must have hurt her lungs. I don’t know if her arms were dislocated.

Unfortunately, Lu Ningshuang refused to see anyone and spent the whole day tossing and turning in bed with her new lover in a ridiculous manner.

Except for the maids who delivered meals and bath water, no one else could go up to the second floor.

Lu Jie was worried about her health, but since he was half her elder and of the opposite sex, he couldn't come forward to comfort her.

Mo Dongyu was very awkward, nervous and confused at first, but he felt at ease after his first time.

It's an open and aboveboard calculation, a voluntary exchange, nothing shabby.

“I just found out that you are the host of the much-talked-about Holy Gu. You have many titles and your name is very famous in various countries.

"Second Miss" without any special prefix has almost become your special name. I wonder how I should address you?"

Mo Dongyu got out of bed, took his coat from the carved screen with the words "Horse Trampling the Western Frontier" on it and casually threw it over himself, not caring at all about the ambiguous marks on his chest.

"up to you."

Lu Ningshuang closed her eyes slightly, embraced the quilt and leaned on the couch, watching the man simply tidy himself up and then serve her meal.

"My name is like my skin. It is how others define me. In my eyes, it is even like gold and silver, vulgar things that you cannot bring with you when you are born and cannot take with you when you die."

"Miss Second's statement is novel. How can a person's reputation be something that cannot be brought with him when he is born or taken away with him when he dies?

When a person dies, his life story is written on his tombstone. If his life story is too outstanding, he will be remembered for thousands of years or be infamous for eternity.

Mo Dongyu quickly finished his own meal before taking out the medicinal food that Lu Ningshuang was going to use from the insulated food box.

The footsteps came closer and closer. Lu Ningshuang chuckled meaninglessly, swallowed the porridge fed into her mouth, and replied:

"When a person dies, everything is over. Who cares if he is remembered in history for thousands of years or infamy for thousands of years?"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu Xunfeng, wearing only a single piece of clothing and with bloodshot eyes, stood at the door.

"Ningning, what are you doing?"

He twitched the corners of his mouth but still couldn't laugh. His throat made a hoarse sound as if there was phlegm stuck in his throat for a long time.

Lu Ningshuang lazily opened her eyes, and placed her arms around the quilt on Mo Dongyu's tight thighs.

"Doctor Liu, this is my new love, Mo Dongyu. Remember to be respectful when you see me next time."