The queen of the end times is reborn and goes crazy, her whole family is burned to death

Inside the small house, a few muffled groans were heard from Lu Wanru's yard.

"You blind thing, who told you to touch my things?"

The maid knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Miss, I was wrong, but I really didn't move the things."

"You didn't move it, where's the ointment inside?"

"Miss, you forgot that you said a few days ago that the ointment inside was almost gone."

"That was a few days ago. Why is there nothing left now?"

As she spoke, Lu Wanru slapped the maid in the face, "This is something that only the Empress in the harem can use. Did you steal it?"

"Miss, I don't have it. It's you who's been using it these days!"

Lu Wanru then remembered that in order to meet the Second Prince these days, she not only had to dress up beautifully, but also had to cover up the shallow scar on her face. She had indeed used up all her money.

She slammed the table in anger, "Get out, you idiot!"

The maids filed out one after another, and the room instantly became quiet. She was the only one still standing there, staring blankly at the empty bottle with a blank look in her eyes.

Lu Zhengping had specifically requested this box of ointment for her from the harem. At the time, Lu Zhengping was a minister, and he still had some respect in front of the empress. However, given the Lu family's current situation, it was unclear whether he could successfully obtain it.

Besides, how could she dare to speak so easily? Once Lu Zhengping and Chen Mei'e knew that her face was completely destroyed and there was no possibility of recovery, there was no telling how many twists and turns would arise.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others. She hurriedly found some silver notes from the cabinet, under the bed, and in the dressing box, but all of them added up to only a thousand taels, which was probably not enough to buy the ointment she wanted.

"It's all useless stuff."

She cursed in a low voice, wondering how she could be demoted at this time. She was full of resentment towards Lu Zhengping and even thought he was useless and couldn't even keep his position as a minister.

At this time, there was a knock on the door from the maid, "Young Master, the young lady has sent someone to deliver the ointment."

Lu Wanru cursed impatiently: "You don't need it, just throw it away."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something and quickly stopped herself, saying, "Wait. Second Young Master, can you tell me what the ointment does?"

"It's for beauty and skin care."

Lu Wanru was delighted, but she suppressed her excitement. She pretended to be indifferent as she opened the door and took the medicine bottle. She said in a cold voice, "What good ointment can he get at Xiangguo Temple? Why bother sending it here? It's troublesome."

"Young lady, you may not know that Master Ran Deng of Xiangguo Temple is a master in the development of medicinal ointments. Back then, Concubine Shu had been childless for a long time, and fortunately, Master Ran Deng's meticulous care finally led to the birth of a prince. Although Concubine Shu is now over forty, she still has a beautiful face, her skin is as white and delicate as cream, and her favor with the emperor has never diminished."

Lu Wanru was shocked and asked, "Are you serious?"

"This must be the real thing. The Second Young Master was thinking of the young lady, and as soon as he arrived at Xiangguo Temple, he hurried to get this beauty ointment for you."

After saying this, the maid showed an envious look, "Second Young Master really loves Miss!"

Lu Wanru smiled proudly, "Of course, my second brother has always loved me very much. Take the things into the room!"

The maid hurriedly sent her in, but when she turned around, she found Lu Wanru staring at her with cold eyes.

"Little...Miss!"

Lu Wanru smiled at her soothingly and said gently, "Go clean your face and try applying it later."

The maid waved her hands in panic, "No, how can a slave use such a precious thing?"

"You applied it when I was told to. I can't see any effect on my skin. You're the perfect person to come and show me the magic of this ointment."

The maid applied the ointment cautiously, but she did not dare to apply too much, only a thin layer.

Lu Wanru nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, apply it again tomorrow."

The maidservants, filled with panic, hurried outside. Ever since the young lady's face was disfigured, her temperament had become as fickle as the clouds, sometimes gloomy, sometimes irritable. Everyone avoided her, unwilling to serve her. Beatings and scolding were commonplace for them, but their greatest fear was that the young lady would one day take a dislike to them and, with a single order, be sold off to some unknown, miserable place.

On the other hand, Yan Wanwan was sitting in the yard, opposite Qin Yu who was practicing walking.

She waved towards Ling Ying and said, "You must be tired from standing. Come and sit down and have a rest!"

"No need." He seemed to feel that his words were a bit cold, and followed up unnaturally with, "Thank you, ma'am."

Yan Wanwan groaned, rubbed her brows, and said tiredly, "I still prefer you to call me Miss Yan."

Ling Ying nodded silently, but she knew that this guy had ignored her words again.

"What are you talking about?"

Qin Yu came over sweating after practice. Yan Wanwan handed him a cup of tea and said, "Nothing much. How do you feel?"

"These days I can walk for two or three hours, but I still feel sore and cramping at night."

Yan Wanwan nodded and said, "That's right. If you insist on taking a medicinal bath every night, you will be able to resume your martial arts practice soon."

"Thank you. The medicinal bath you prepared is very effective."

Yan Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled. She knew better than anyone that her special ability could save him from the pain of recovery, but this kind of forcing things to happen had a disadvantage, which was that the bones would not recover completely in the future, which might cause complications. If the leg bones were hit hard again, even her special ability would not be able to help him, and he would have to rely on external objects to fix them.

Although he is having a hard time now, he has trained hard on his own to completely avoid the possibility of complications. Moreover, with the help of his medicinal bath and supernatural powers, his leg bones will become stronger.

She might have persuaded others to quit, but Qin Yu was capable and determined, so there was no reason to let him recover only 80%.

Qin Yu rested for a while, and the redness on his face gradually faded. He wanted to continue practicing, but was stopped by Yan Wanwan.

"Come here first today. I heard that Doctor Lu came to see you. Did he agree?"

Qin Yu nodded. "I've already given him the things. I believe he will come to find you in a few days."

Yan Wanwan smiled coldly, "He really loves his adopted daughter so much that he's willing to spend even his last bit of silver."

Ling Ying suddenly interrupted and said, "Miss Yan, you are wrong. This is not Doctor Lu's last silver, but Lu Wanru's dowry."

Yan Wanwan immediately spat out a mouthful of tea, "Lu Wanru's dowry?"

"Yes, the Lu family has been saving a dowry for Lu Wanru since she was a child. As Lu Zhengping became the Shangshu, her dowry became more and more generous. We hope that she can rise to the top in the future."

Yan Wanwan asked curiously, "Isn't she going to be the Second Prince's consort? If her dowry is sold, how will she marry the Second Prince?"

Ling Ying's cold voice contained a rare hint of gloating, "You'll have to ask Doctor Lu about that."

Yan Wanwan's eyes lit up and she laughed, thinking that there would be another good show to watch.

Two days later, Lu Wanru let out a scream.

"My face, my face!"