Travel through troubled times and escape famine with the system

As dawn breaks, in Wudu, in the second-floor boudoir of the Guan family's back garden.

Hearing the rooster's crow that pierced the darkness, Lu You looked up at the roof beam, trying to stop the tears from flowing from her eyes.

On the table, there was a thick stack of twenty-two pages, densely covered with writing.

The letter begins with eight characters: "My dear brother Luming, may this letter be as if we were still together!"

After the calligraphy copybook for Lu Yi disappeared, Lu You began writing letters to Lu Ming.

Unlike the instructions and arrangements she made when writing to Lu Yi, Lu You's letter to Lu Ming mainly consisted of everyday conversations, in addition to sharing her recent situation.

Later on, Lu You even included the flowers in the yard in her writing.

As the letter drew to a close, each word seemed to be Lu You talking to herself, appearing rambling and aimless.

The Jin army camp was heavily fortified with sentry posts. Even if Lu You went in by himself, he might not be able to get out, let alone Lu Ming.

Dead without a trace...

This was the last glimmer of hope in Lu You's heart.

What if!

What if Lu Ming really did survive by sheer coincidence?

This letter not only expresses her longing for her mentally challenged younger brother, but also represents an outcome.

Lu You hoped for a miracle, but reality is reality.

I can't send the red envelope...

Lu You was afraid that she had mispronounced the incantation, so she repeated it over and over again.

She could receive the red envelope, but it remained in her hands without ever changing.

Although his own Dog Egg system is ridiculous, it never makes a mistake.

If even the system can't send the red envelope away, then there's only one outcome.

Lu Ming is dead...

"Oh dear..."

Lu You raised her hand to wipe her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and finally let out a long sigh.

"It's okay, it's okay. The result is no different from before, so it's good to put an end to any lingering thoughts in my heart."

Looking down at the letter on the table, Lu You pouted, then reached out and picked up the lampshade next to her.

After burning all night, the candle on the candlestick was less than a finger's width thick, and even the still-burning flame was only the size of a bean.

Lu You reached out and picked up the stack of letters, holding a corner of one paper close to the flickering flame.

The rising smoke instantly transformed into joyful flames, rapidly engulfing the delicate handwriting.

The fly ash rose up due to the high temperature, twirled in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Along with those ashes that vanished, there was also Lu You's final longing for Lu Ming.

The fire quickly reached her fingers, but Lu You did not let go.

The pain in my finger was just enough to mask the sadness in my heart.

When the flames died down and only the corner that was still in her hand remained, Lu You casually tossed it to the ground.

The dead are gone, so are the living.

Lu You regretted sending Lu Ming away, but she had no time to be sad, because she had more important things to do.

Reaching the doorway, Lu You opened it and took a deep breath of the slightly cool air.

Just as she stepped out the door and stood on the veranda, Duanmu Rong also opened the door and came out.

[Negative emotions from Duanmu Rong +30, +30...]

"Up so early? Practicing martial arts?" Duanmu Rong greeted Lu You with a normal expression, but there was a hint of wariness in her eyes.

Clearly, yesterday's red envelope had made Duanmu Rong wary, fearing that Lu You might cast some kind of spell on her again.

“I come from a farming family, unlike those pampered young ladies who never lift a finger. Back in Heyuan Village, I had to get up early every day to work,” Lu You replied casually.

Duanmu Rong was taken aback upon hearing this.

Throughout her journey, Lu You has always considered herself a disciple of the Immortal Sect and has always acted in the spirit of chivalry and martial arts.

So much so that she had long forgotten that just over two months ago, Lu You was just a villager living in a cramped house in Heyuan Village, with only a few acres of farmland, and struggling to make ends meet.

With a slight twitch of her nostrils, Duanmu Rong turned her head to look at Lu You's room.

"Did you burn something?"

"I wrote a letter and burned it for my younger brother," Lu You said calmly. "Do you want it? Or should I burn one for you too?"

[Negative emotions from Duanmu Rong +90, +90...]

Duanmu Rong didn't reply, fearing that Lu You might use some strange tricks on her again. Instead, she turned around, jumped off the veranda, and landed in a corner of the back garden, where she began to squat and concentrate.

Martial artists endure hardship, training in the coldest days of winter and the hottest days of summer.

Even if one has mastered martial arts, one cannot be too complacent, otherwise, if one becomes rusty, one will pay the price with one's life if one gets into a fight.

Lu You is clearly not included in this category.

After all, all her techniques were copied using a copy card. Once successful, those techniques would be imprinted in her mind, and she could use them with perfect ease.

The system interface appeared, and Lu You looked at the remaining 90,000 points and her thoughts stirred slightly.

Exchange for one Intermediate Skill Copy Card!

A golden card appeared out of thin air in Lu You's hand, which was clasped behind her back.

Target Duanmu Rong, copy her!

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully copied Duanmu Rong's dance skills!]

As the system notification sounded, countless pieces of knowledge about dance flooded Lu You's mind.

Lu You frowned as she sorted through the extra information, but then her face flushed red as she lowered her head.

Because the techniques and postures used to exert force are almost all designed to provoke others.

Are the Dew-Receiving Fairy going to perform these dances for the guests?

Looking at Duanmu Rong, Lu You imagined what Duanmu Rong would look like if she were only wearing a thin veil while dancing these dances.

Allure...

enchanting……

But what if this figure is surrounded by a group of lewd men, some of whom are even physically abusive, and she is powerless to resist?

All the beauty will turn into endless fear and sorrow...

Those people deserve to die!

Redeem a copy card!

Target Duanmu Rong, copy her!

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully copied Duanmu Rong's etiquette skills!]

Etiquette for serving drinks...

What's the point?!

Lu You suppressed her inner complaints and redeemed the card again.

Target Duanmu Rong, copy her!

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully copied Duanmu Rong's mastery of hidden weapon skills!]

This is it!

Lu You is in a great mood!

From winning the red envelope last night to the subsequent test, her points have dwindled to just over 90,000.

Lu You's bottom line is that if four copy cards still don't work, she will stop immediately.

She must retain 50,000 points to save her life!

Footsteps sounded in the distance, and Lu You and Duanmu Rong both looked toward the small gate on the side of the back garden.

It was Mingcui and Bingqin who arrived with the maids from the manor.

"Miss."

Mingcui and Bingqin saw Lu You bowing respectfully from afar on the second-floor veranda.

Lu You nodded slightly: "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Upon hearing Lu You's question, Ming Cui led the way to Lu You's building.

"In reply to Miss, according to the rules, we should be waiting downstairs at this time to help you get up and change your clothes."

Upon hearing this, Lu You gently waved her hand.

"We are all martial arts practitioners, and our bodies are not that precious."

"From now on, you just need to prepare your face wash water in advance, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

"Yes!" Mingcui accepted the order, then waved her hand gently, and the maid behind her carried water upstairs.

Lu You looked at the maids, a slight thought stirring in her heart.

"By the way, Mingcui, how many maids and servants do we have in our household?"

Upon hearing this, Mingcui pondered for a moment and said, "If we include all the male servants, such as those in the kitchen, general laborers, and carriages, along with the maids, there are a total of forty-eight people."

Lu You grinned upon hearing this.

"Call everyone except the cooks to gather in the garden. I have some good news to tell you!"