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

"Yun'er..."

As soon as Qin Zhixing spoke, Qin Huiyun, who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, glared at him instantly, her red eyes making her expression look ferocious.

"Why, you want to quarrel with me?

You all can tell me which of my words are wrong? Is it that Lu Yingxue, that little bitch, doesn't hang out outside all day, or is it that Shuang'er's sickly body is not caused by her? "

"I……"

Without waiting for Qin Zhixing to speak, Qin Huiyun wiped her eyes, swung her handkerchief, put her hands on her waist, and pointed at the crowd with a rapid-fire bombardment.

"I am suffering, Shuang'er is suffering, and both of us have a miserable life! You always tell mother and daughter that there is no overnight hatred, and tell me not to be too harsh on that little hoof!

But, do you know how outsiders evaluate my mother and me? Do you know how harshly they curse us behind our backs?

They said Shuang'er would die sooner or later... It was a waste of medicinal materials to be alive! They scolded me for not being able to give birth to a son and being a hen that doesn't lay eggs! They said that my huge Zhenguo Mansion would be wiped out sooner or later!"

Qin Huiyun was very emotional, and her sharp voice exploded in the side hall.

She pointed to the door with her shaking hands and said angrily:

"All of this! All of this! It was all caused by that evil beast! How can you ask me to forgive you? How can I forgive you?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I've wronged you. I'll get rid of those talkative guys tomorrow and let you vent your anger."

Lu Jianzhang hugged his wife with heartache. Qin Huiyun lay in his arms, pounding his chest angrily but helplessly again and again.

"I know that this result was caused by more than just that evil beast.

But do I have to hate my husband for not obeying military orders and not defending the country? Do I have to hate God for deliberately making things difficult for me by sending down a blizzard that covered the sky?

Or do you want me to hate that person..."

She pointed to the sky and said in a hoarse voice, "Shouldn't I make use of my husband?"

Her hands slowly fell down weakly, and she buried herself in Lu Jianzhang's arms and broke down crying.

"Hating that rebellious girl is the easiest and simplest thing to do."

Lu Yingxue just happened to hear everything, turned around silently, and left the corridor.

Xiao Wu, who was in charge of taking care of Bai Lang, saw her and hesitated whether to report it.

In the end, he decided to pretend he didn't know and wait until his young lady recovered from her illness.

Next to the Xianglan Pavilion, Lu Yingxue leaned against the railing, quietly admiring the falling snow under the moonlight.

"Miss, let's go back. It's windy here."

Hanqiu was very worried.

She also heard what the lady said, and as a maidservant of the eldest lady, she felt heartbroken.

What’s more, what about the eldest lady who was cursed like that?

Lu Yingxue reached out to catch a snowflake and said softly:

"You go back first, I want to be alone."

"Miss?"

Lu Yingxue could not hear Hanqiu's voice. All she could hear was Madam Lu's words, "Hating that rebellious girl is the easiest and simplest thing to do."

It has to be said that, in comparison, her healthy daughter is indeed the best choice for venting her emotions.

"Why……"

The cold wind brushed past the corners of her eyes, scratching her face painfully.

Lu Yingxue's hand shrank, and a drop of crystal appeared on the back of her hand.

She couldn't help but think about what would have happened if it was her instead of Lu Ningshuang who fell from this railing more than a month ago?

The cold wind blew up the gauze curtain, and snowballs hit her face. The coldness pulled her out of her complicated thoughts.

She laughed at herself and said:

“It’s necessary to assume that something exists, but it doesn’t make sense at all.”

*

The Qin family also has businesses in Fengdu. Even though the eldest and second oldest Qin came to Fengdu for their little niece, they are still very busy every day.

Although Qin Laosi was not as busy as his two elder brothers, he was often invited to attend and visited by people every now and then.

Because of his status as a leader in the Huaishui literary world, he had to accept some invitations, otherwise it would easily cause conflicts between other regions and the Huaishui literary world.

Lu Jianzhang still has to go to court.

Mrs. Lu was so excited that she almost fainted.

So after Lu Ningshuang's condition stabilized, they went back.

It’s not easy to stay up until midnight.

Chenxiang Garden returned to silence, the servants dispersed, and only the lights in the main house and the kitchen were on.

Fuling transformed into a black shadow, hiding at the highest point of the attic, vigilantly observing the situation in Chenxiang Garden.

Bai Zhi took a cushion and sat down outside the main house. She closed her eyes when she felt sleepy, and opened them immediately when she heard any noise from inside.

This is how I usually keep watch for my lady.

But today is a little different.

Jing Shiyue, who was supposed to leave, was still in the room.

It seemed that no one, including Duke Lu, found it strange.

It seems that she feels safe having a royal physician by her side for her frail and sickly little daughter?

But the reality is completely different from what they imagined.

"Ms. Lu, you need to rest well. You will be fine once you sweat."

Jing Shiyue sat sideways on the edge of the bed and spoke in a deep voice. He took the pulse again.

But when he put the girl's hand back into the quilt, his hand was pulled back.

Lu Ningshuang's pale face had a sickly flush and a faint smile on her face.

The flickering candlelight reflected into her deep eyes and turned into a flame that burned people's reason.

She was breathing heavily, her voice was hoarse and soft, full of charm.

"Brother Doctor, can't you help me?"

"Ms. Lu, what are you talking about?"

Jing Shiyue's Adam's apple rolled and his heart was pounding.

"Brother Imperial Physician, do you really not understand?"

She used her small hand to pull hard, and used the force to half sit up, placing her hand close to his chest.

"Then why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Ms. Lu, you're still sick, please stop making trouble, okay?"

After facing his own heart, Jing Shiyue's refusal became tactful.

Lu Ningshuang put her arms around his neck and pressed close to him, her thin and soft silk nightgown slipping off, revealing her thin collarbone that had turned a light peach color due to illness.

"I heard……"

She bit his ear and said, "You will sweat quickly if you do that, brother doctor..."

These words made Jing Shiyue blush more. He grabbed her soft and boneless little hand and shook his head.

"Miss Lu, you are sick!"

Jing Shiyue emphasized in a hoarse voice.

The other hand was raised, and the white fingertips painted with blood-red nail polish slowly traced on his chest.

The strong color contrast makes it look extremely weird.

“It wasn’t possible before, and it’s not possible now.

This is not okay, that is not okay either—"

She paused, dragged her sick body, and laughed softly, with a kind of crazy feeling of lingering to death.

"Could it be that you, the doctor brother, are not capable of this?"

No man can accept such words, let alone in front of the person he likes.

"No."

Jing Shiyue denied it with a sullen face.

"Then, give it a try?"

"Do not……"

"kiss Me."

"Miss Lu, you!"

"Shh-"

"Ugh……"

The flowing colored gauze curtain fell down, and the candlelight became very gentle.

Bai Zhi hugged her knees and leaned against the door, her ears turning red as she listened to the faint noises coming from inside.

He took the time to go to the kitchen, scolded the servants, and asked them to prepare hot water for bathing.

"Imperial Doctor Jing is better than the Sixth Prince..."

After completing the preparations, Bai Zhi sat on the outermost threshold and stared at the situation in the yard.