Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Lu Jingheng felt a warmth in his heart and wanted to hold her hand. This time he finally succeeded. He held her hand tightly in his palm, which was hot and warm, filled with the precious feeling of having regained what he had lost.

"Ah Miao, I'm sorry." Lu Jingheng repeated these words over and over.

As if to express all the guilt in her heart, she said, "I shouldn't have gone to Black Abyss Mountain alone. Otherwise, I wouldn't have ended up in such a dangerous situation and been fed a poison that could burn my body by Su Ningshuang!"

Zhan Miao's fingertips ached from his grip, but she didn't pull away. Looking at his pale face and the guilt and seriousness in his eyes, the bitterness and grievance in her heart gradually dissipated, leaving only heartache.

Zhan Miao's voice was soft, yet carried a hint of firmness: "Lu Jingheng, losing the Tiger Tally is not your fault. You really shouldn't have risked your life alone."

The medicine stove beside the couch was still bubbling softly, and wisps of medicinal aroma, mixed with a faint bitter fragrance, permeated half of the warm room.

Lu Jingheng's throat tightened slightly, but he held her hand even tighter, his fingertips caressing her slightly cool knuckles again and again, as if he wanted to knead all the anxiety, regret, and worry of these past few days into the warmth of their touch.

“It was my carelessness,” he said in a low voice, his voice still weak from illness. “I thought I could get back quickly with my skills, but I didn’t expect Su Ningshuang to have set a trap. When the poison took effect, it burned my heart and bones. I thought for a moment that I would never see you again.”

Zhan Miao felt a lump in her throat, lowered her eyes to hide the tears welling up, and said softly, "It's good that you're back safe and sound. The court and the Marquis's mansion will investigate the matter of the Tiger Tally, so you don't have to bear it all alone. The most important thing for you right now is to recover your health."

After they talked things out, they looked at each other and smiled.

When Zhan Miao returned to the Marquis's residence, it was already late at night.

She personally cooked soup for Lu Jingheng, intending to send it to the Zhenguo General's Mansion first thing tomorrow morning.

The next morning, she urged the carriage to leave the mansion.

But as soon as she turned into the alley, she felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound rang out, followed by the coachman's short, miserable scream.

The car suddenly jolted and tilted violently. Zhan Miao was caught off guard and crashed into the side of the car, his heart tightening instantly.

"There are assassins!"

Shouts from the guards, the clash of weapons, and muffled groans rang out in quick succession, instantly turning the area outside the carriage into chaos. Zhan Miao quickly regained his footing and reached out to lift the curtain, but just as his fingertips touched the corner, the curtain was violently ripped open from the outside, revealing a figure in red robes exuding a cold fragrance blocking his view.

Su Ningshuang.

Her face was completely unmasked, her eyes swirling with almost insane resentment and jealousy, and the dagger in her hand was still dripping with blood, clearly indicating that she was the one who had just attacked.

She was followed by more than a dozen masked assassins, each of them ruthless and vicious. In no time, the few elite guards of the Marquis's mansion had all fallen to the ground, their fates unknown.

"Su Ningshuang, how dare you intercept and kill a guard of the Marquis's residence in the capital region!" Zhan Miao suppressed his shock and said sternly, "Aren't you afraid of the law?"

"The law?" Su Ningshuang sneered, her tone sinister. "In this deserted alley, if I kill you and then destroy the evidence, who will know it was me? Even if Lu Jingheng suspects something, without evidence, what can he do to me?"

Zhan Miao slowly gripped the silver hairpin hidden in her sleeve. It was a self-defense item her mother had given her a few days ago, and the tip of the hairpin had been coated with a sleeping potion.

She calmly observed her surroundings. The alley was remote and narrow, with both the front and back exits blocked by assassins, making it virtually impossible to break through.

"I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?" Zhan Miao tried to calm her down and buy time, hoping that a passerby would come by, or that people from the General's Mansion or the Marquis's Mansion would notice the abnormality and come looking for him.

"No enmity whatsoever?" Su Ningshuang seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and she approached step by step, her eyes almost burning with jealousy.

"If it weren't for you, how could Lu Jingheng have looked down on me? I fought alongside him on the border, I shielded him from arrows and swords, and I even risked my life to save him at Black Abyss Mountain. But what about him? The first thing he looked for when he woke up was you, the first thing he thought of was you, and even when he was poisoned by the Heart-Burning Poison, he still called out your name while he was unconscious!"

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhan Miao's wrist, the force almost crushing her bones: "If I can't have him, no one else can. Zhan Miao, what makes you think you have all his feelings? These hands that once held his, this face that he cared about, disgust me just looking at them!"

Zhan Miao was in so much pain that sweat beaded on her forehead, but she refused to show weakness. She raised her eyes and looked at her coldly: "Feelings cannot be forced. Your hatred born of love and your indiscriminate killing of innocents will only make Lu Jingheng hate you even more."

Su Ningshuang seemed to have been hit where it hurt, her eyes growing even more crazed: "I'll make him hate you to the core! Killing you is too easy for you, I'll ruin your reputation, make you the laughingstock of the entire capital, so that even if Lu Jingheng wanted to protect you, he wouldn't be able to!"

She snapped her fingers, and two assassins immediately stepped forward, grabbing Zhan Miao's arms from either side.

Zhan Miao struggled fiercely, kicking at one of the men in front of her, but her skills were no match for these well-trained assassins, and with her wrists gripped, she could only struggle for a moment before being forcibly dragged forward.

"Where are you taking me?" Zhan Miao asked sharply, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Su Ningshuang smiled sinisterly and took the lead into an abandoned house deep in the alley: "Naturally, we're going to a good place that will make Miss Zhan famous throughout history."

The house was dilapidated, covered in cobwebs, and filled with the smell of mildew and dust. In the center of the main room was a worn-out wooden bed, and nothing else.

The door was locked from the outside by assassins, and the windows were nailed shut with wooden planks. Only a dim yellow oil lamp remained, its flickering light casting an eerie and sinister glow inside.

Su Ningshuang waved away the assassins, leaving only her and Zhan Miao in the room. She took out a small celadon bottle from her bosom, uncorked it, and a strange, sweet fragrance immediately filled the air.

"Do you know what this is?" Su Ningshuang toyed with the porcelain bottle, her tone filled with cruel pleasure. "This is the Hehuan San from the Southern Frontier. It's a potent drug, colorless and odorless. It takes effect immediately upon contact. Even if you are a chaste and virtuous woman, you will become delirious and wanton."

Zhan Miao's face turned pale as she finally understood Su Ning Shuang's malicious intentions. Su Ning Shuang didn't want to kill her, but to ruin her reputation and make her never be able to hold her head up again!

"Su Ningshuang, how cruel you are!" Zhan Miao was both shocked and furious, struggling desperately. "If you dare to use this poison on me, Lu Jingheng will never let you go!"

“Lu Jingheng? Once the drug takes effect, I’ll arrange for a few street thugs to come in. Then, we’ll make it a fait accompli, and I’ll just happen to bring my men and stumble upon this scene.” Su Ningshuang pressed closer, her eyes flashing with malice.

"By then, everyone will know that the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhanyi's family has been having an affair late at night, and is utterly shameless. Do you think that even if Lu Jingheng likes you very much, he would still marry a woman whose chastity has been ruined? Will the Marquis's family still acknowledge you as their daughter?"