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

She stared blankly at the steamed bun as big as her face. The heat slowly drifted away, and the soft, sweet and fragrant white flour bun gradually became cold and hard.

Fu Nanjia kept sighing beside her. Seeing that her usually sweet lips were now cracked, he waved his hand and asked his subordinates to bring tea and milk.

He first tried to feed the warm milk to the girl's mouth, "Little darling, try it. I've added a lot of honey for you."

no response.

He tried the tea again.

Still no response.

I had no choice but to dip a clean handkerchief in warm water and apply it little by little on her lips.

In less than a day, Fu Nanjia became exhausted. He was always worried that in the next second, Xiaoguai would fall into a long sleep due to exhaustion.

"Little darling, try the melon."

"Little darling, try the pomegranate."

"Little darling, try some grapes."

"Little darling, try some oranges..."

The refreshing orange smell penetrated into her mouth and nose, and Lu Ningshuang suddenly waved her hand to knock the thing away.

The hoarse voice growled a word viciously:

"roll!"

The flying goose suddenly lost control and pecked directly at Fu Nanjia, forcing him back thirty meters away.

Poria squatting on the tree blowing her nose:

"Have you forgotten that Doctor Jing once extracted orange essential oil for Miss? Regardless of whether Miss hates him or likes him, oranges should not appear in front of Miss at this moment."

Fu Nanjia tensed his face and turned his wheelchair towards the direction where the carriage was parked. When he was out of the girl's hearing range, he started to curse:

"Can I go and grind Jing's corpse to dust right now?!"

That bitch is so scheming every day!

He was Xiaoguai’s first man, he was the first one who dared to reject Xiaoguai and made her faint, and he was the first one to die in front of Xiaoguai!

A different approach, huh?

As long as Xiaoguai doesn't lose his memory, he would either be heartbroken or furious when he thinks of him. How could he possibly forget him?

Jing Shiyue, what the hell is that? You are such a scheming bitch!

Lu Yingxue was so busy that she was like a spinning top. Some of her official duties were taken over by Lu Shen. Upon hearing this, she said irritably:

"If you have the ability to find Doctor Cang, go ahead. Don't argue in front of me!"

"Tell me, how can we keep it a secret that Jing Shiyue's body was taken away by Doctor Cang?"

In the carriage next to her, Mrs. Lu had a worried look on her face.

Lu Yingxue shook her head and denied it. "The longer you hide it, the worse it will be. I'll tell her when Xiaoshuang recovers a little."

Lu Yingxue then noticed that Mrs. Lu looked very bad. Cuizhu was pressing her head while Cuizhu was massaging her waist. It seemed that her old illness had relapsed.

So he advised:

"Mother, you are not in good health and can't hold on. You should go back first. Xiaoshuang has us here."

"I'm going to stay with Shuang'er."

Mrs. Lu shook her head firmly.

Lu Yingxue endured it again and again, but her words were still tinged with sarcasm.

"Once Jing Shiyue dies, Xiaoshuang will be gone. If anything happens to you again, are you forcing her to die?"

Xiaoshuang's possessiveness in certain aspects is so strong that it is terrifying.

She wanted her parents to love only her, and wanted her, her elder sister, to like only her, but she did not allow her parents to give her any love.

Fortunately, she no longer cares about fatherly or motherly love. Xiaoshuang can give her whatever she likes.

Mrs. Lu choked, and Hongxiu, who was massaging her legs, hurried to help her calm down. After she recovered, she reluctantly but helplessly instructed Lu Yingxue.

"Then I'll go back and rest for a while. If anything goes wrong, send someone to notify me immediately."

After a pause, he said, "Yingxue, you are a good one."

The carriage next to them slowly drove away, and Lu Yingxue curled the corners of her mouth indifferently.

Don't think too much. I'm not concerned about you. I just don't want to be your filial son at your bedside when the situation is tense and Xiaoshuang is in trouble!

She drank some tea to moisten her dry throat and shouted out the window:

"Come on, set up camp right here."

A group of people found a flat area on the river bank to set up camp, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating there, and no one returned home.

They all endured the pain with Lu Ningshuang together, just like they were starving a hawk, and everyone was almost exhausted.

But she refused to eat, drink or sleep, and showed no sign of responding at all.

"You think she's not sleepy?"

Du Qiuting sat on a small stool, poking the campfire with a wooden stick, and above him was roasting the fish that Liu Xunfeng had just forked.

Speaking of spearing fish, Liu Xunfeng was quite naughty. He came to Lu Ningshuang with a sharpened wooden stick and deliberately splashed water on her.

I don’t know whether it was a stimulation to Lu Ningshuang, but it was a great stimulation to others. It was almost like skinning the guy named Liu alive.

"Why, are you sleepy?"

Liu Xunfeng raised his arms to dry his wet clothes and looked at the twisted boy with raised eyebrows.

Du Qiuting didn't look up, but poked the ashes with a small wooden stick, making the fire burn even more vigorously.

He asked in a complicated way:

"Brother Liu, why didn't you react when Brother Jing was harmed? Why did you come when Miss Lu asked you to treat Miss Lu?

She is the murderer who killed Senior Brother Jing!"

Liu Xunfeng sneered, snatched the wooden stick from his hand, and quickly turned the fish over.

"Master said that it was his fate! Everything is determined by fate, and it is not up to man! Besides, if you ask me, aren't you here too?"

Du Qiuting supported his chin, shook his head and sighed.

"I don't know. On the one hand, I was very angry and furious when I thought that the Second Miss was the murderer of Senior Brother Jing. I wanted to grab her collar and ask her loudly:

Senior Brother Jing is so good to you, he almost gave you his life, why do you do this? Do you have a heart, woman?

On the one hand, I feel sympathy for her when I think of her as a patient of Brother Jing and you, someone who has been taking medicine to prolong her life since birth.

Especially seeing her like this, sitting alone on a rock, I couldn't say anything. She should like Senior Brother Jing a little, right?

I feel a little sad. Sad that she is trapped in the pain of killing Senior Brother Jing. Sad that we are all poor creatures controlled by fate.

I really don’t know how to treat her.”

"laugh!"

Can fate control whether I can snatch the second lady?

Liu Xunfeng sneered and said nothing more. Only he knew that when his master showed up at Lu Mansion for Jing Shiyue, he had made up his mind to fight for him.

It would be fine if he couldn't win in other aspects, but he must win the heart of Jing Shiyue's sweetheart.

He didn't believe that he was no match for a dead man!

……

The evening of the third day arrived in a drizzle.

Lu Yan and Bai Zhi, who had just returned to the Lu Mansion exhausted, had no time to rest. When they heard about Lu Ningshuang's situation, they hurried to Dongshan.

Lu Yingxue finally raised her head from her busy work, rubbed her aching brows, pounded her aching chest twice, and said:

"You two should go and try it too. Your young lady has not eaten, drunk or slept. She has been sitting on the rock over there without moving for almost three days!

Not to mention her who has always been in poor health, we can hardly bear it anymore."

Lu Yan walked towards the stream step by step, his eyes were dark and bloodshot.

In order to complete the task for the second young lady, he did not dare to slack off for a moment, and now he finally brought Bai Zhi back safely.

"Second Miss, I have completed your instructions."

With a "thump", he bent his legs and knelt heavily in front of the girl.

His trembling fingertips reached for her knees, and when he touched the smooth fabric, he suddenly wanted to cry.

"Second Miss, can you please take a look at me? If you are unhappy, you can hit me or scold me!"