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

In Haitang Courtyard, the atmosphere between mother and daughter is very warm.

Mrs. Lu kept picking up food for Lu Ningshuang, and her well-maintained eyes showed slight wrinkles at the corners when she smiled.

"Shuang'er, eat more. These are all your favorite foods! Why is this child so stubborn?

If you miss mother, just send your maid to tell her and she will come to see you in person. Why would you have to go there in the cold wind?

We are mother and daughter, and you are my sweetheart, so don't be so formal!"

Cuizhu placed the freshly-cooked osmanthus cheese on the table from the tray and said with a smile:

"Madam, the Second Miss is worried about you, please stop nagging her, or you will be worried yourself!"

"Hey, you're becoming more and more unruly!"

Mrs. Lu uttered a sound of disapproval, and Nanny Zhu took her walking stick and tapped Cuizhu's knee gently.

Cuizhu hid while shouting exaggeratedly:

"Madam, please spare me, Madam, please spare me, I will never dare to do it again, please forgive me..."

"You are not a good person!" Madam Lu waved her hand, "Go away, stop bothering your Second Miss."

"The slaves retire."

Cuizhu bowed with her red sleeves and retreated briskly.

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Time is a fool. When you look at it, it moves slowly. Once you shift your attention away, it becomes a passing white horse, raising thick dust and leaving you far behind.

Seventeen years ago, at the hour of Chou on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, a baby with a purple body and no breath was born in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

A Taoist master who looked a little disheveled was swinging a whisk and pacing back and forth holding a baby. After a few murmurs, the baby began to cry like a cat.

Just like that, the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion had a living second young lady.

Miss Qin, who was in her prime, lay in a pool of blood. She fainted before she even had the chance to take a look at the daughter she had risked her life to give birth to.

"Oh no, oh no, Madam Lu is having a hemorrhage!"

The midwife ran out of the delivery room in a panic, and the huge Duke Zhenguo Mansion was in chaos with no one in charge.

Miss Qin's wet nurse Zhu Guiying stepped forward to maintain order in the mansion. She held her hand and kept talking in her ear about the Duke, the two young ladies, and everything about the Qin family.

With her determination, Miss Qin waited until the old doctor was dug out from the mansion by the servants.

There was constant news from Qingping Pass, all of which showed that the Qi army was being defeated.

Miss Qin sat drowsily in confinement, worrying about her husband's safety. The two daughters born from her were the only comfort in her anxious life.

"Is the second lady awake?"

"No."

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"Has the Second Miss eaten yet?"

"I can't feed it."

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"Second miss..."

"Madam, the second young lady is choking on her milk again!"

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"Madam, the second young lady has a fever again!"

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"lady……"

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Qin Huiyun exhausted all her energy hearing the calls of "Madam, so what if she is the second lady?"

What people fear most is comparison. Perhaps she had thought about pampering her eldest daughter, but with her husband's life and death uncertain, her younger daughter in danger of dying, and herself bedridden, her eldest daughter, who could eat and sleep, became the odd one out in the family.

When anxiety consumes her, she urgently needs an outlet to vent her emotions, otherwise she will go on the path of self-destruction.

Naturally, the eldest daughter, the only oddball in the family and the one who caused her and the younger daughter to suffer from illness, became the poor one.

Mrs. Lu stroked Lu Yingxue's face, which inherited her husband's virtues, and felt deeply moved.

Ask her if she will regret treating Lu Yingxue like that?

I felt guilty at first, but later I got used to it.

"You owe Shuang'er. You should have returned your life to Shuang'er long ago!"

Mrs. Lu's elegant face, which was nurtured by the atmosphere of wealth and status, was instantly distorted, and her slightly upturned phoenix eyes flashed with frightening paranoia and cruelty.

Next to the Xinghua Garden, a strange altar appeared in another part of the former site of the once prosperous Liyang Palace.

It is made of black and red stones, covers an area of ​​about 100 square meters, is surrounded by bare plants, and is wrapped with red ropes with golden bells hanging on them, all the way to the statue in the center.

The statue is about 14 feet tall, with an entrance two people wide at the bottom, just like the entrance to a mausoleum.

"Mrs. Lu, have you made your decision?"

The person who was speaking was tall and straight, wearing a big black robe, and looked like a monk, with a relic hanging around his neck.

There was a dark red emblem painted on his forehead, which looked very evil.

Between him and Madam Lu, there was a complete obsidian table that was half a person's height and eight feet long.

The red ropes around the altar are passed through the holes outside the altar and fixed at different positions on the long table.

Lu Ningshuang and Lu Yingxue were lying side by side on it.

Mrs. Lu carefully wiped Lu Ningshuang's face with a handkerchief, showing a loving smile and whispering softly:

"Shuang'er, you'll be well again soon. Don't be afraid, okay? Mom is waiting for you outside."

The unconscious man did not respond. Madam Lu looked up at the strange monk and said sincerely:

"Master, I'm counting on you to take care of my daughter. You must succeed!"

The master fiddled with the relic around his neck and replied in an unfathomable voice:

"Mrs. Lu, the original fate of Miss Lu II is to end in the midsummer of next year. Changing her life is against the will of heaven and will incur endless karma..."

"I understand! Master, as long as Shuang'er can be saved, I'm willing to do anything!"

"Okay, you go out now, I will start the ritual now."

The master knocked the purple gold bowl with his left hand, fiddled with the relic around his neck with his right hand, and paced back and forth around the long table, muttering to himself.

Dust rose up without wind, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the golden bells began to rustle. The rapid and sharp sound made people's ears tinnitus.

Madam Lu took three steps at a time. When she came out of the entrance, the master raised his hand and waved, and the stone door fell down with a rumble, blocking the way in and out.

"Master? Master?"

Mrs. Lu stood outside the stone gate and shouted anxiously, but the sound of the bells completely drowned out her voice.

She waited for a while, until her head was dizzy from the noise, and then she reluctantly walked out of the altar.

"Mammy, do you think it will succeed?"

Mrs. Lu stood beside the rockery, nervously holding Zhu Guiying's old hand. The old woman straightened her cloak and comforted her:

"Don't panic, Madam. It will definitely work. For the sake of the Second Miss, you have carefully verified that there is indeed a way to exchange lives and prolong life in the world."

There was nothing blocking the view, but Mrs. Lu stood on tiptoe anxiously, muttering:

"But...but why do I feel uneasy? Will there be any problem?"

Zhu Guiying sighed and continued to comfort her:

"Ma'am, you are too nervous. I can understand that you are too worried.

Don't panic, didn't the master say it's very difficult and will take time? Madam, let's go to the pavilion and wait patiently, it's windy here."

"No, no, I'll wait here. Don't look at me and make me panic. I want to see Shuang'er as soon as possible."