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

The Weiyang Palace, which had been sealed for a long time, was opened by someone, and a gentle female voice giving orders could be heard from afar.

Soon, the door was opened and dazzling light shone into the dim hall.

Lu Yingxue thought that His Majesty came to see her out of consideration for their relationship as husband and wife, so she suppressed her discomfort, squinted her eyes and looked up with tears in her eyes.

However, what he saw was Lu Ningshuang, who was wearing an extremely luxurious imperial concubine's dress, walking towards him with a graceful figure, and an inappropriate golden phoenix hairpin on her head.

His eyes swept over her round belly and he smiled seductively.

“Sister, the one who is not loved is the third party.

You should just be obedient and give birth to my little prince. Then I will ask Brother Hengguang to give you a decent gift."

"You still want to take my child?"

Lu Yingxue spoke angrily. She hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, so her voice was hoarse and rough.

Lu Ningshuang slightly turned her body, looked at her nail-painted hands in the sunlight, and said with an interested smile:

"Sister, you and I were born twins, what's the difference between yours and mine?

Don't worry, after you leave, my aunt will be your real mother. I will treat the child as my own and love him with all my heart!"

The scene changed, and Lu Yingxue stroked her stomach and drank the poison calmly.

She had experienced the pain of being used as a pawn, and didn't want her child to be exploited from birth, or even to call her enemies her parents for the rest of her life.

"Child, mother will take you away now..."

The poison flowed down her throat into her stomach. The strong bitter smell made her nauseous. The effect of the drug spread quickly, and severe pain invaded her nerves.

The abdomen seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, or as if someone was taking a rusty knife and cutting the flesh piece by piece.

It hurts, it hurts a lot, and I hate it.

Hate the adulterous husband and wife who wanted to kill the mother and keep the child!

Lu Yingxue suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for breath, her face wet with tears.

The chill beside her reminded her of the bone-chilling ground of the main hall of Weiyang Palace, soaked in blood and sweat, after she fell after taking poison.

She turned her head gloomily and subconsciously pinched Lu Ningshuang's neck, but the girl's call of "sister" a few hours ago barely woke Lu Yingxue from the afterglow of her suicide by taking poison.

If she could kill her own child, she could certainly...

"Why is there no pulse?"

The hand pressing on Lu Ningshuang's neck suddenly loosened and then clenched again. The excessively cold body temperature and the dead pulse made Lu Yingxue tremble.

“Dead…?”

Lu Yingxue murmured, her expression dull.

Clips of his time with Lu Ningshuang flashed in his mind one after another.

"Sister, why won't you love me?"

"After I die, you will be the only heir of the Lu family... and I will be a pile of yellow earth buried in the mountains, and will eventually be forgotten by the world."

"I heard that twins are unlucky and that only one can survive throughout history. Tell me, between the two of us, who will die, you or I?"

"Sister, I hate you."

……

"No! I don't believe it! It was fine before!

Lu Ningshuang, you haven't yet redeemed yourself from your sins, I won't let you die!"

The next moment, Lu Yingxue stumbled out of bed and rushed out in a daze.

The face that had already been wet with tears was washed again by the surging tears, and the bright face had a more tearful charm.

Jing Shiyue, who had just fallen asleep, was forcibly awakened. He bared his teeth and rushed into the room carrying a medicine box.

The peaceful and harmonious New Year's Eve became dull because of Lu Ningshuang's accident.

While Jing Shiyue was receiving emergency treatment, the steward of Xinghua Villa came to report that the Duke of Zhenguo appeared at the back door with a team of people, driving a spacious and luxurious carriage in person.

Lu Yingxue's frozen mind started working again. She recalled the negotiation with her father many days ago. At that time, he had already found the location of Xinghua Villa.

"If you don't want anything to happen to the sick kid, just let my people go.

Father, you can try to kidnap her, or you can lead your troops to attack her, but you'd better think clearly, should you rescue her first, or should I kill her first?"

"I'll give you a deadline on New Year's Eve. I'll personally bring people to pick up Shuang'er by then. If anything unexpected happens, don't blame me for disregarding the relationship between father and daughter!"

New Year’s Eve is here!

Lu Yingxue glanced at the sickly boy who had lost all his voice, then walked out in a daze, with a sneer on her face.

When he saw the mighty general riding a tall horse and carrying a sword outside the palace, he said with a perverted sense of pleasure:

"Father, you are too late. The sick kid just died!"

"What did you say?!"

Lu Yingxue successfully saw the distortion on her old father's face, wiped her tears, and smiled:

“I said your good daughter is dead.

Really, she was so pitiful. You didn’t see it, before she died, she cried for her parents, said she was in pain and scared, and asked you to come and save her.

Do you know what I did? I told her that you didn't want her anymore, she was just a half-dead sickly girl, and you were tired of her after coaxing her for so many years.

Now, I’m trying to give birth to a son, hahahahahahahaha…”

Lu Jianzhang dismounted from his horse, suppressed his rage, gave up drawing his sword, and instead slapped Lu Yingxue in the face.

"Snapped--"

"Evil beast!!!"

An extremely loud slap was heard, accompanied by a powerful roar, and Lu Yingxue's body flew sideways and hit the door.

She spat out a mouthful of blood and then laughed uncontrollably.

"As the saying goes, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes. If I am an evil animal, then what are you who gave birth to me?

Hahahahahahahahaha, isn't it also a beast?"

"Lu Yingxue, you are doing very well! Someone, take this evil girl away!"

Lu Jianzhang flicked his sleeves and stepped over the threshold.

All his men obeyed the order and reached out to capture Lu Yingxue. When they found that their master was captured, all the guards of Xinghua Villa rushed out and fought against the men led by Lu Jianzhang.

A confrontation between father and son began on New Year's Eve when all lights were on.

No, it’s past midnight.

Now is the first day of the new year.

Jing Shiyue's shout interrupted the fight between the two sides.

His eyes fell on the blood all over the ground. He shook his head and sighed that this New Year was unlucky because there was always war.

"The second young lady has woken up."

Upon hearing the news brought by Jing Shiyue, Lu Yingxue struggled fiercely to break free from the restraints. Her left face, which had been slapped, was swollen and shiny, with a horrible blue-black color.

The palace soldier who was controlling her looked at the Duke of Zhenguo and let go after receiving the signal.

Lu Jianzhang, who was suppressing his anger, and Lu Yingxue, who was in mixed emotions, followed behind Jing Shiyue. The father and daughter were strangers or enemies.

After leading the two into the house and giving them careful instructions, Jing Shiyue shook his head and turned to boil medicine.

On the bed, Lu Ningshuang, with a thin and pale face, opened her eyelids a little and smiled wearily at Lu Yingxue who was walking towards her:

"Sister, you don't think I'm dead, do you?"

She stretched her arms out from under the quilt, looking sick and thin.

"My sister cried so hard that she woke me up."

Lu Jianzhang strode over, put her arms into the quilt, and his voice was filled with heartache.

"Shuang'er, why are you so sick?"