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

When Chen Mei'e and Lu Shuyang arrived at Lu Wanru's yard, they saw her rolling on the ground with her face covered.

The maids stood by in panic, but no one came forward to help. Chen Mei'e was so angry that she scolded them non-stop, "What are you doing? Can't you see that your young lady is in so much pain? Go and help her up."

The maids responded verbally, but no one really came forward, not even close.

Chen Mei'e was so angry that she yelled, "Housekeeper, sell them all out, don't leave any of them alive."

But even so, the maids remained motionless. Chen Mei'e was so angry that she had to rush forward to save her daughter herself.

"Wanru, don't be afraid. Mom is here."

As soon as she finished her words, a heavy fist hit her heart like a gust of wind. She had no time to react. She felt her vision instantly enveloped by darkness, and her body fell backward uncontrollably.

"Mother!"

Lu Shuyang was extremely anxious. He shouted and rushed forward to support Chen Mei'e.

He was about to scold her, but when he looked up, he was shocked to see that Lu Wanru had scratched her face into a bloody mess, it was a horrible sight.

He couldn't help but gasp, "Wanru, why did your face become like this?"

Lu Wanru continued scratching, screaming as she did so: "Brother, help me! I can't control myself, my face is so itchy, so itchy."

"Doctor, where's the doctor?"

But all he got in response was silence from the entire courtyard. Unable to contain his anger, he roared at the maids, "You are still servants of the Lu family. I still have the right to do anything to you. I can sell you to a brothel, where you suffer torture, or I can send you to the border, where you are trapped in a desolate place, where you cannot live or die."

This sentence really threatened them. The maids looked at each other, and finally fear appeared on their faces. Some of them fetched water, some called for help, and they became busy in an instant.

Looking at his unconscious mother and screaming sister, Lu Shuyang felt helpless and could only help his mother to sit on a chair to rest.

The doctor came, and Lu Zhengping also came.

He frowned at the mess in the yard, his eyes cold as he asked in a cold voice, "What's going on again?"

"Dad, Wanru's face."

Lu Zhengping walked forward, passed the doctor and the maid, and saw the bloody face with no trace of intact skin. He was so scared that he took a step back.

"How is this going?"

"Master, the second young lady became like that because she used this bottle of ointment."

Lu Zhengping took the ointment, but he couldn't see anything inside it, so he handed it to the doctor and asked, "Take a look at what's inside?"

The doctor applied some ointment and smelled it. He was shocked and said, "The person who made this ointment is really vicious. The ointment itself is a moisturizer. Using it on intact skin can make the skin more delicate. But if there are scars or unhealed wounds on the face, it will aggravate the wound and cause itching. Even washing it will not help. You can only rely on perseverance to prevent scratching. Otherwise, even if you scratch your skin to pieces and deep into your bones, the itching will still be there."

Lu Zhengping understood that Lu Wanru had been tripped up by someone else. He asked coldly, "Where did you get this bottle of ointment?"

The maids replied tremblingly, "It was given by the Second Young Master. He said it was made by Master Ran Deng from Xiangguo Temple."

"Master Ran Deng is a high-ranking monk at Xiangguo Temple. How could he have such a vicious thing?" Lu Zhengping's eyes grew colder. "I'm afraid it was Yang Bu who did this."

Lu Shuyang was shocked and said, "Impossible! How could my second brother harm Wanru?"

Lu Zhengping threw the bottle in front of him, "Doesn't this explain the problem?"

Lu Shuyang fell silent, but still didn't believe that his second brother could do such a thing. He held the ointment tightly in his hand and was determined to find out the real murderer who harmed his sister.

"Doctor, my sister's face?"

The doctor shook his head and said solemnly, "The situation is not optimistic. The wound on her face has penetrated the bone. Even if the wound heals, it will most likely leave a scar that will be difficult to remove. She may also become unable to cry or laugh, and her face may become stiff."

After hearing the doctor's words, a scream was heard behind him.

At some point, Chen Mei'e woke up. Her face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair. "How could this happen? Doctor, you must save her. She is still so young. If she is disfigured, how can she marry the Second Prince and become his consort?"

The doctor sighed softly, "I will do my best to treat her. Don't panic. We can only take it one step at a time."

Chen Mei'e stood there helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes, her heart full of regret and self-blame. She had been too lazy during this period. If she had paid more attention, Wanru would not have suffered this.

"Who is it? Who wants to kill my daughter?"

Now, all her hopes rested on Lu Wanru. If she missed out on the position of the Second Prince's consort, wouldn't all her previous aspirations and hopes be vain?

Lu Shuyang looked at his collapsed mother, hesitant to speak, and held the porcelain bottle in his hand even tighter.

The doctor prescribed a few doses of medicine and left her an ointment to apply, carefully instructing her on how to use it. He said he would come back to check on her recovery tomorrow and specifically told her not to continue scratching her face, even if it itched, she had to endure it, otherwise there would be no possibility of recovery.

After walking out of the yard, Lu Zhengping immediately stopped the doctor.

"Doctor, tell me the truth, can her face be saved?"

The doctor sighed deeply and said solemnly, "Master Lu, to be honest, my medical skills are limited, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for Miss Lu to recover. If you want to have a chance of survival, please quickly call the imperial physician to examine her. Perhaps there is still hope."

Lu Zhengping's deep pupils flashed with a cold light. He looked back at Lu Wanru's yard and left without looking back.

On that day, several basins of blood were brought out from Lu Wanru's yard. In order to prevent Lu Wanru from biting her tongue, the servants stuffed a wooden stick into her mouth, and four people held down her limbs to prevent her from scratching her face.

Chen Mei'e stayed by her bedside, watching her wail in pain but was powerless to do anything and could only shed tears.

"Ma'am, no...it's not good."

The housekeeper rushed in in a hurry, and Chen Mei'e cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who are you talking about?"

"Madam, someone has come from the palace. The Empress has sent a nanny to teach the Second Young Lady the rules of the palace."

Chen Mei'e stood up in shock, "Empress?"

"Yes, the nanny has arrived in the hall now. The master wants you to go and greet her!"

Chen Mei'e glanced at Lu Wanru who was still screaming behind her, and her face turned pale instantly. She must not let the nanny see Lu Wanru's current appearance.

In the hall, the maid's face was as cold as frost as she glared at the apologetic Lu Zhengping. She slammed the teacup in her hand down with a crisp sound and immediately began to question, "Master Lu, your wife is quite arrogant. This has delayed her for a long time. Doesn't she really take herself too seriously? If you really can't spare the time, I wouldn't mind going directly to Miss Lu's courtyard. The Empress has ordered that Miss Lu must learn the rules of the palace thoroughly in the next few days to avoid any trouble in the future, which would be very difficult to deal with."