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

One of the gifts was sent by Qin Junxiang. He knew that Lu Ningshuang didn't like staying in the house, but due to her physical condition, she had to be trapped in the house.

So I found a skilled craftsman to make a light and exquisite wheelchair, hoping that with it, I could carry my frail sister around and relieve the boredom of staying at home all day.

Bai Zhi pushed Lu Ningshuang through the dungeon, with three guards escorting them from behind.

The light in the cell was dim, but not damp. Scattered beams of light poured down from the dark windows on the high walls, illuminating the five people walking along the way.

"Where is he?"

Lu Ningshuang spoke calmly.

Qing Feng, the leader of the four guards, replied:

"A solitary cell deep in the west."

After replying, thinking of the Second Master's instructions, he couldn't help but advise:

"Miss, the prison is cold and damp, how about..."

Lu Ningshuang turned her head slightly and glanced at him, "Remember that you are mine. If I don't ask you to speak, don't say anything unnecessary."

Her eyes were full of indifference, which was more frightening than if they were hidden in ice chips.

Because the latter shows that she still has emotional fluctuations, and fluctuations mean she cares, but the former shows that she doesn't take them seriously at all.

They are secret guards and assassins who have been reclassified. If they are not needed by their masters, they will die.

Qingfeng pursed his lips, looked at the other two, and then lowered his head silently.

As Lu Ningshuang's number one supporter, Bai Zhi would naturally not miss the opportunity to criticize the newcomer.

She put on a condescending attitude and said coldly:

“I know you were sent by the Second Master of the Qin Family, but once you enter Chenxiang Courtyard, you will only have one master, and that is the Second Miss of the Zhenguo Mansion!

Just do whatever the lady asks you to do, don't do anything unnecessary!

In our house, if you anger the eldest daughter you can live, and if you anger the master and his mistress you may not die, but if you make the second daughter unhappy, not even a trace of your ashes will remain!

Considering that you are also concerned about the young lady's health, I will put aside what happened just now for now. However, this kind of thing can only happen once and not twice!

If you have something that betrays the master, be careful of your Aunt Bai Zhi's tricks!"

Lu Ningshuang's mouth corners raised. Bai Zhi saw her young lady's smile from the side and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Humph, I am indeed the lady’s most favored servant!

None of you can get past me!

There weren't many people in the prison, and it seemed quiet. It was mainly where serious criminals were held, and the dark and bloody torture chamber was in another area.

Ta-da! Ta-da!

The wheelchair made a rhythmic sound as it moved across the ground.

Soon, Lu Ningshuang was pushed by Bai Zhi to the cleanest cell at the innermost part.

There were two long and flat windows on the high wall, and the rare winter sunlight mixed with flying snow fell in from outside.

Fu Nanjia was lying in the shadow at the foot of the wall, his black hair disheveled, his gorgeous dark red brocade clothes woven with mixed gold threads were tattered, and the mottled bloodstains made it impossible to recognize his original appearance.

He lay there motionless, like a corpse.

"Bang bang..."

"Fu Nanjia——"

Lu Ningshuang tapped the iron railing lightly with the bracelet on her right hand. The bracelet was made of completely transparent glass, with soybean-sized green particles floating inside, shaped like seeds breaking through the soil, full of vigorous vitality.

Duke Lu took great pains to find her, which showed his infinite expectations and wishes for her.

As soon as the voice fell, the corpse under the wall began to move, and it took about half a cup of tea to crawl over.

"Xiaoguai, do you miss your brother?"

Fu Nanjia was lying on the ground, holding onto the railing. He had a wounded and weird face, and blood scabs on his brow and lips, which added a sense of sadistic beauty to him.

He was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, but he still forced a smile, not much different from the madman who hugged her and kissed her forcefully two days ago.

"No one treated your wound?"

Lu Ningshuang's eyes fell on the ground behind him. There was blood all the way there, and she didn't know where he was injured.

Hearing this question, Fu Nanjia sneered, "Tsk, the old man is just hoping that I will disappear from this world! Others are no less so."

He changed the subject and regained his smile, “Only Xiaoguai feels sorry for me.

It's just a pity that I was so busy kissing you that I didn't take action against the old man right away, so I was at a disadvantage and ended up being imprisoned."

Lu Ningshuang lowered her eyes, stretched out her nails painted with nail polish, and gently traced the scars on the back of his hand.

"Are you blaming me?"

The blood had been flowing for a long time and its color had become much darker, not as bright as her nails.

Fu Nanjia's dark eyes were panicked for a moment. He grabbed Lu Ningshuang's wrist and pulled her into his arms, and Lu Ningshuang was pulled down from the chair by him.

"I didn't. How could you think of your brother like that?"

He growled ferociously, then sat with his back against the railing, holding Lu Ningshuang's hand between his hands with his fingertips crossed.

"Miss, how are you?"

"Miss, did you fall anywhere?"

"Master Nanjia, let the young lady go!"

Bai Zhi, Qing Feng and others were horrified and reached out to help Lu Ningshuang up.

Lu Ningshuang raised her hand, signaling them to leave, and sat sideways outside the cell.

She pulled at her tightly held hand and asked softly:

"Fu Nanjia, where are you from and why are you here?"

"Little sweetie, you..."

The man was stunned, his Adam's apple rolling very slowly, staring into her eyes, his throat dry from not having drunk water for a long time, his voice trembling slightly.

"You didn't remember who I am?"

"I know."

The soft and boneless little hand clenched back, and Lu Ningshuang raised the corners of her lips, revealing a sincere smile.

"The servants in the mansion told me that you were the one who almost killed me."

Fu Nanjia's heart was pierced with several holes by the sharp arrows transformed from sincerity, and was blowing cold wind in this hot winter.

"No, I..."

"Shh, don't talk!"

Lu Ningshuang put her finger between her lips and smiled innocently and softly, "Brother, can you answer my question?"

She said she didn't remember me?

But she still calls me brother!

Fu Nanjia leaned over, wanting to be closer to her, closer and closer, to engrave every detail of her smile in his heart.

This was the first smile she showed him since that year.

"What does Xiaoguai want to know?"

He kissed the back of the girl's hand devoutly, her falling hair blocking all his expressions.

Lu Ningshuang asked:

"Where are you from, I mean the location."

Fu Nanjia thought seriously and said:

"Zitai Mountain. My family believed that I was born rebellious and violent, so they found a Taoist temple deep in the mountains to restrain me."

"Why did you come to Fengdu at such a coincidence?"

"I want to see you all the time. You probably don't remember that I came here secretly at this time two years ago."

He suddenly raised his head, and the abyss of pain in his eyes was about to trap her.

"Why did you... commit suicide?"

"Because it's boring. Can you please let go of my hand, eh, brother?"

Tears welled up in her eyes. Lu Ningshuang frowned and leaned against him, panting weakly, "It hurts a little..."