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

"Don't throw it in the side room, throw it in the east wing."

Lu Ningshuang added in a calm voice.

"Okay lady."

Fuling grabbed Lu Yan's collar with one hand, supported his waist with the back of his hand and put it on his shoulder, then carried Lu Yan, who was knocked unconscious by the drug, out of the door in a heroic and confident manner.

How should I put it? There is something weird about Lu Yan.

Jing Shiyue refused to treat him, and he didn't go out to find a doctor either. He just acted like a stray dog, eating some grass on the roadside, and then running to a dark corner to stay alive like a cricket pupa.

Whether you live or die depends entirely on fate.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Ningshuang loved cleanliness and took a bath once a day, no one would have known it had rotted in the dark corner.

"It's so annoying."

Those men are so annoying.

None of them are good.

Lu Ningshuang frowned, pulled the red silk thread and methodically tangled the fallen black hair, and with her nimble fingers she managed to braid the strand of hair into a wishful knot.

She casually opened a square sandalwood box with gold lacquer and mother-of-pearl inlays and threw her hair, which was braided into a Ruyi knot, into it. There were also some miscellaneous little things inside.

Many of them were gifts that the original owner had casually received. Bai Zhi said that there were two half-person-high boxes in the warehouse specifically for storing those things.

"Baizhi, bring out the two boxes of junk for me to see tomorrow."

Bai Zhi gently combed the ends of her hair with a wooden comb and smiled helplessly:

"Those things are not tattered at all. Many of them are jade pendants and pearl hairpins worn by young masters and ladies, and some are even family heirlooms."

"Heirloom? Besides Jiang Shuo's heirloom jade pendant, whose other one is it?"

Lu Ningshuang turned her head to look at Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi cleaned her hands with flower petal water, dried them with silk, and then put some moisturizing cream on her fingertips and gently massaged her face in circles.

He gazed down at her smooth forehead, and his voice was as gentle as the warm breeze blowing across the blue waves.

"The phoenix bracelet inlaid with colorful gemstones was given by the eldest grandson of the Imperial Censor Zhai Ying, the step-shaking ornament with kingfisher feather inlaid with pearls and a pattern of crabapple and butterfly was given by the second son of the Vice Minister of Personnel He Chaohua, the heart-shaped pendant with white jade and dragon pattern was given by the eldest grandson of the second wife of General Xuanwei, and the snake-shaped armlet inlaid with gemstones was given by Miss Xie, the granddaughter of the Prime Minister.

However, most of them were returned for one reason or another, and there were a few heirlooms that were left in the warehouse without care.

The rest are jewelry and toys with no symbolic meaning, as well as handkerchiefs and sachets made by young ladies. "

Lu Ningshuang raised an eyebrow, "So many?"

The original owner should not have been a concubine in the back house, but should have been a corrupt official in the court.

Just snap your fingers and money will come from all directions!

Is she the one the God of Wealth is talking about?

Bai Zhixian stood behind her, gently pressing her temple with her thumb, and said with a smile:

"Yes, there are quite a lot. You are so popular, young lady. But that damn old man Zhai Ying actually used this as an excuse to accuse the master of accepting bribes!

How funny, what do we have in our family? Why would we want his unlucky Phoenix bracelet? Tsk, from ancestors to the present, no one in the Zhai family who has inherited the Phoenix bracelet has a happy marriage.

Fortunately, young lady, you asked us to return it, otherwise I don’t know how it would harm you!

The sins committed by the grandfather must be repaid by the grandson. I heard that Young Master Zhai can't even hold his head up high and his marriage has been delayed.

Everyone was mocking them privately. What if they accepted the betrothal gift and Censor Zhai turned around and reported them to His Majesty for accepting bribes? They were not as simple as our master in the Emperor's heart, and His Majesty was willing to take the time to understand the whole story. "

The grandson of Imperial Censor Zhai Ying?

Not impressed.

Not important anymore.

Lu Ningshuang yawned and said:

"How is Fu Nanjia? I haven't seen him for a long time."

Now the occupancy rate of the east wing and the west wing is the same. Lu Yan and Fu Nanjia occupy the east wing, and Jing Shiyue and Lu Jin occupy the west wing. There are still two rooms left in each wing.

Although Lu Jin was just a wolf, he was treated the best in the wing. Not only did he receive a monthly allowance of ten taels of silver, but he also had an ample supply of fresh beef, mutton and venison.

There are also two attendants, Xiaotao and Xiaowu, serving them. The former is responsible for daily life, and the latter is responsible for training and playing with them.

Bai Zhi took a white jade magnolia hairpin from the dressing table, used her fingertips to hook up part of Lu Ningshuang's hair and tied it up, then carefully wiped the loose part of her hair.

“Master Fu’s condition…is a heart disease, his leg injury has healed, but the bones are broken and he can’t walk.

Before, he would always go crazy when the servants went in to serve him. Later, when they heard that you were missing, everyone in Chenxiangyuan was immersed in grief. He went crazy twice and was like a dead man.

I'm afraid he heard the news that you were not well."

Lu Ningshuang rubbed her throat and coughed twice, then turned around and put her hand on Bai Zhi's arm, "Help me go take a look."

Bai Zhi's eyes were filled with melancholy, "Miss, it's getting late."

Lu Ningshuang touched Bai Zhi's cheek, her smile was stunning but also contained a sense of crystal-like brokenness.

"It's okay, well, I can't sleep anyway."

Even though she was exhausted after having sex with Baili Lin, the pain deep in her bones was pulling her spirit back and forth.

It's easy for a person to break down and go crazy if he lies there with his eyes closed.

Lu Ningshuang's breath was very heavy, and it took her a long time to breathe. Bai Zhi changed her clothes distressedly and whispered to her:

"Miss, can I ask someone to bring another bowl of medicine?"

"No."

The girl's nails dug into her flesh. Bai Zhi endured the pain and coaxed her:

"Okay, okay, then don't. It's cold at night, I'll put on your ermine coat and help you go see Master Fu."

The yard was brightly lit, and the hollow stone lamp posts standing beside the path cast tiny starlight.

Fuling was leading the way in front, holding an octagonal tasseled palace lantern. Baizhi raised her arm, half-holding Lu Ningshuang in her arms and supporting her as she walked forward.

Arriving at the second room in the east wing, Lu Ningshuang softly instructed:

"Don't turn on too many lights. It hurts your eyes."

Fuling nodded in agreement, pushed the door open and walked in, lighting up the copper lotus wall lamps on the pillars.

None of the candlestick lamps on the table were lit.

"Miss, you can come in now."

Fu Nanjia, who was trapped in the chair, suddenly woke up, squinted his eyes and looked towards the door uncomfortably.

Fuling deftly moved the recliner to the inner room, covered it with mink fur, and stuffed it with soft pillows.

Lu Ningshuang sat down on the chair and looked at the man in front of the screen with loose black hair and a thin and dignified appearance.

He looked at her with a slightly confused look, and the sickness on his face seemed to be even more serious than that of her, a seriously ill person.

"Brother, don't you recognize me?"

Lu Ningshuang curled her lips, supported her chin with her fingertips and looked at the person opposite her.

"Little...baby..."

Fu Nanjia's consciousness gradually became clear, and his throat was like a desert, dry and rough.

He clenched his fists suddenly and tried to pounce, his bony wrists left bruises from the shackles.

Lu Ningshuang said nothing more, just watched and watched.

Until the lights outside dimmed.

There was a knock on the door, and Fuling said:

"Miss, Doctor Jing is back."

Lu Ningshuang looked at Bai Zhi and said, "Let him go, and let him rest in bed to prevent his bones from deforming and affecting his body shape.

I also gave him the wheelchair my uncle gave me, and let people push it out for some fresh air from time to time. I am the only one who is sick at home.”