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

Large flakes of snow were falling, and there was no movement outside.

Mo Dongyu wiped the blood from the corner of Lu Ningshuang's mouth with a handkerchief. The well-hidden silver ring snake Gu was coiled on the pool of blood in front of the bed.

“The Second Miss drove away the miracle doctor and the military doctor, what is she going to do?

I think I should see a doctor. The fall must have injured some of my internal organs."

Lu Ningshuang rested her head on Mo Dongyu's thigh, and said nonchalantly:

"My body can't be cured, and I can't die. I really can't hold on any longer. I can only sleep for three to five years to get through it.

There is absolutely no need to suffer the pain of taking medicine for no reason."

Mo Dongyu lowered his eyes silently and said nothing to comfort her. The haze left in his heart from struggling to survive over the years was far less overwhelming than her words.

……

Lu Jin, who was detained in the military camp, tried to escape from prison every day in order to steal the foal to please his master.

Fu Nanjia, who was recuperating in the black cat's body, had not yet gotten used to the body. He felt like he was intoxicated by oxygen and slept for at least 10 hours a day.

The absurd story in Yongyuan Township did not spread to Jinyang, and relatives and friends thousands of miles away were anxiously waiting for the news.

Lu Yan, who was locked up at the collarbone and locked in the Lu family's secret cell waiting for Lu Ningshuang's disposal, showed symptoms of infection.

Ji Ruyang, who was rescued after destroying the Feishuang Pavilion's headquarters, was so crazy that he didn't care about anything else. He ignored the reminders of Lu Yingxue and others and spared no effort to target Feishuang Pavilion.

The rivers and lakes are filled with blood and gore, and the peaceful world is in turmoil again.

Lu Yingxue had a headache. It hurt a lot.

I am worried about my younger sister's health condition;

Second, he was worried about Lu Yan's emotional betrayal and his despicable way of destroying Ji Ruyang, which he could not explain;

As Sanyou is about to ascend the throne, the country is in turmoil and the people are uneasy.

In a word, annoying!

"By the way, how is mother today?"

Putting down the memorial with red ink in her hand, Lu Yingxue pinched her brows and asked as usual.

Hanqiu served ginseng tea, cut the lantern flowers, and replied:

"Madam has been sleeping a lot these days, and Master has been accompanying her almost every step of the way. The hard work has paid off, and she has regained some consciousness today!

Even when he was sober, he didn't talk much. He covered his hands with the sewing for the second young lady and cried quietly. "

"Okay, keep paying attention and tell me as soon as there is any situation."

In an ordinary house far away from the hustle and bustle, Su Ciyue examined the princess title drawn on the rice paper with deep eyes.

Half an hour later, he frowned, rolled it into a ball, and threw it into the auspicious beast incense burner on the table.

The slender jade hand held the ink brush and slowly wrote the word "王" on the rice paper.

The Queen's sister should be crowned king!

"Shuangbao, I will do my best to get the best for you. If I have tremendous power, who would dare to harm you easily?"

……

The Ningguo Mansion in Yongyuan Township is a four-courtyard house. There are not many people in the mansion, and it is so quiet that it seems like it has been put away.

Jiang Shuo walked and walked until he came to the gate of the mansion. He looked at the moon hanging on the treetops with falling leaves in the courtyard. He paced away and then paced back.

"Master, come in. If you have anything on your mind, you can talk to me."

The door opened a gap as wide as a person's width, and the hunched figure of the old gatekeeper appeared there.

"I……"

Jiang Shuo was hesitant.

Duke Ningguo Jiang Yuanyi was a strict father. So strict that he had required Jiang Shuo to follow military rules since he was a child. The relationship between them was not like that of father and son, but more like that of superiors and subordinates.

Jiang Shuo was beaten with a military stick when he was three years old, and Mrs. Jiang had a fierce dispute with Duke Jiang about this.

Duke Jiang was too upright and stubborn. When he learned that Jiang Shuo was studying in the capital and being a playboy among other rich and powerful children, and that he was a lapdog for other people's girls at such a young age, he almost beat him to death.

"You are my son Jiang Yuanyi, the only heir of my Jiang family. You are destined to guard the northwest for the rest of your life and die on the battlefield! How can you indulge in a private relationship?"

Those words are still deafening.

When he stopped, the concierge urged again:

"Master, it's windy outside, please come in. It's cold these days, and the old illness has relapsed. I guess he hasn't fallen asleep yet."

"Okay, I'll...consult my dad."

Jiang Shuo stepped over the threshold.

The inner house was full of chrysanthemums, in clusters and bunches, like golden armor, full of pride.

After turning around the Chuihua Gate, the scene before you suddenly becomes clear.

In front of the chrysanthemums in the courtyard, a thin old man wearing a green hairpin and a crane cloak came into view.

Years of torture from old illnesses turned the once-powerful Duke of Ningguo into a sickly and thin old man.

"Son has met his father."

Jiang Shuo went over to pay his respects, and his words were very distant.

Duke Jiang was surprised by Jiang Shuo's arrival. He frowned and started to scold him:

"Why are you here instead of staying in the army? I have entrusted 180,000 comrades to you, not to let you do nothing."

Jiang Shuo laughed angrily, bowed, and turned around resolutely.

"Son, resign!"

Looking at his strong and tall back, Duke Jiang murmured:

"I heard that you have been acting very absurd for the past few months, and it has become even worse recently. You have no ambition to make progress and have been indulging in love affairs all day long.

"You didn't give your soldiers an explanation for the enemy's attack on the city tower a few days ago. Jiang Shuo, is this your attitude as a commander?"

Jiang Shuo suddenly stopped and shouted angrily:

"You call me ridiculous, am I as ridiculous as you?

It was because of your stubbornness that you and my mother fell in love and turned against each other!

You are still timid and cowardly, and you have no sense of responsibility! Over the past ten years, even though the country was almost destroyed, my mother brought the Jiang family to Jinyang, and you didn't dare to go and see her!

You threw all the household affairs to my mother, and threw the Zhenyuan Army to me, while you hide in this yard, ignoring the affairs of the world and living a miserable life!

I ask you, did I defend the border? Did I kill the enemy? Were the foreigners who disturbed my northwest border pushed back hundreds of miles?

You are a person who can't even keep your home, what qualifications do you have to say that to me? You yourself are not happy, do you want me to be the same as you?"

"You, you, rebellious son! Rebellious son! How can you talk to your father like this?"

Duke Jiang's beard trembled and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The steward here hurried forward and advised:

"Master, please stop talking. I often think about the past and feel regretful."

"So what if he regrets it? He has never thought about making amends. He can only rely on his father's status to show off in front of me!"

Jiang Shuo pulled out his horsewhip and destroyed all the flowers and plants on the ground.

"What's the point of planting more chrysanthemums? My mother doesn't like them anymore!"

……

After leaving the Duke's Mansion, Jiang Shuo looked around in confusion.

"Sister Shuang, what should I do?"

Jiang Shuo knew in his heart that Lu Ningshuang would not marry him, and he could accept living a life without a name or status.

After all, it doesn't matter whether his parents succeed or not.

After all, he didn't know when he would die in battle.

The title of widow is not nice, and it also delays Sister Shuang's search for a good man.

But he couldn't bear to let go, and he couldn't accept swallowing his anger and acquiescing.

Jiang Wen found Jiang Shuo wandering aimlessly and said:

"General, are there people coming from Qiang?"

"who?"

Jiang Shuo suspected that the Qiang State’s border was not here, so what were the Qiang people doing here?

"An old man, with four men of different styles, claimed to be the chief priest of the Qiang State."

"what?!"

Jiang Shuo suddenly felt a sense of crisis.