The Supreme Female From Past Chapter 2

According to the original body's memory, Lucas Sheng is a character who is both good and evil. He appears to be amiable on the surface, but as long as you do something to make him unhappy, he will turn into a smiling tiger and secretly trip you up. He has a lot of evil thoughts.

As for how the original body got him, the method was almost the same as the one used to take down Caleb Duan. The only difference was that Lucas Sheng was drugged and forced by the original body. There was no other way. A man's chastity was particularly important in this dynasty where women were respected.

In addition, Lucas Sheng lost her innocence at the hands of the original body, so no matter how much she hated her, she had to bite the bullet and marry the original body. Therefore, Lucas Sheng hated the original body so much that she even hated her more than Caleb Duan.

It seems that it would be better for her not to get too close to him.

Ivy Song couldn't help but shiver. She was most afraid of people like Lucas Sheng who were all smiling faces. They were too scary.

"My dear wife, are you awake?"

Oh my goodness, mention the devil and he appears. Ivy Song's heart skipped a beat. She looked nervously at the silhouette of the man reflected on the door. He was thin and tall. Now that Caleb Duan was not here, she was the only one left to deal with the sinister Lucas Sheng. To be honest, she was a little scared.

Or... just pretend to be asleep! The longer you can hide, the better, right? So sometimes it's good to be a coward, at least you can ensure your personal safety.

"Wife master?"

Lucas Sheng outside the door didn't get a response from the person inside the room, so he whispered, "Ayuan is coming in," and then pushed the door open.

The dilapidated door made a harsh creaking sound when it was pushed open. Ivy Song held his breath, curled himself up into a small ball against the wall and pretended to sleep. Behind him, the figure of a man was elongated by the setting sun outside the house and reflected on the bumpy wall.

I'm coming!

Ivy Song swallowed nervously.

Lucas Sheng pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was Ivy Song curled up against the wall and sleeping. She was so thin after long-term malnutrition and recovering from a serious illness that it was heartbreaking. Her long, dry yellow hair spread behind her head, revealing half of her slender neck.

She was really too thin. The exposed skin was yellow due to lack of nutrition. The ups and downs of the bones were clearly visible under the thin skin. Seeing this, Lucas Sheng strode forward, sat beside the bed, and reached out to touch the bony protrusion on the back of her neck.

Ivy Song was alert to the approach of someone, including the man behind him reaching out his hand. He thought he was going to attack him, so he sat up immediately with fear, holding his clothes tightly on his chest and leaning his back against the wall.

"You, what are you doing?"

Ivy Song had no idea that his behavior was completely different from his original self. How did his timid appearance resemble the "Ivy Song" who was "full of evil"?

Lucas Sheng's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He frowned and looked at the girl in front of him. It was still the same annoying face. How come she looked like a different person after waking up from a serious illness? Could it be that her brain was damaged by Si Xing?

"My dear wife, please let A Yuan take a look at your injuries."

His tone was gentle, but his actions were overbearing and tough, and he tightly grasped Ivy Song's willow-thin wrist and pulled her towards him.

The moment Ivy Song's skin touched his, a handsome face lying on the bed with spread black hair and rosy cheeks and ears appeared in her mind. The owner of this face was none other than Lucas Sheng, who was holding her wrist tightly.

Different from Caleb Duan's exquisite beauty, Lucas Sheng is more handsome, with long eyebrows and eyes, a tall and delicate nose, a thinner mouth than Caleb Duan's, and smooth and soft contours. From the outside, he looks like a talented scholar.

However, only Ivy Song knows Lucas Sheng's true side, which can be summed up in one sentence: you can know a person's face but not his heart.

Lucas Sheng's fingertips rubbed Ivy Song's forehead through the linen wrapped around her forehead. The warmth he transmitted made Ivy Song a little greedy. She was too weak, and her body temperature was much lower than that of a normal person. If the weather was colder, she would probably die a second time.

Lucas Sheng touched for a while and found nothing unusual. He retracted his hand and glanced at the thin girl in front of him from top to bottom with suspicion.

Strange... His appearance is the same as before, but his personality... Why did he suddenly become so cowardly? Could it be that his brain was really damaged by Si Xing?

"My dear wife, you..."

"Ayuan, you..." "You speak first."

"You go first."

...

The two of them opened and closed their mouths at the same time, and an emotion called awkwardness and awkwardness quickly spread between them.

"My dear wife, please speak first."

Lucas Sheng smiled and gave up this opportunity.

"I just want to know when I will be cured of this illness. I always lie in the house and feel like my bones are getting tired from lying around."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and patted her waist. In fact, what Ivy Song said was true. According to her original body's old memories, she had been lying on this broken bed for at least nearly a month!

Ivy Song has never liked staying at home, because she thinks it is a waste of time, so she especially likes to travel, go out for walks, bask in the sun, read books, etc. If she doesn't go out for a month, she feels like she will go crazy.

There was a strange look in Lucas Sheng's eyes, but he hid his emotions very well, smiled, squinted his eyes, and said.

"It will be fine soon. It will be healed in two days."

"Huh...that's good. By the way, Ayuan, do you want to say something?"

She asked, breathing a sigh of relief and relaxing her tense back.

"In a few days, my sister will marry her husband. On that day... I would like to ask you to accompany Ayuan."

He said.

So that's what happened.

Ivy Song thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Then Ayuan will not disturb you from resting."

After saying what needed to be said, Lucas Sheng pushed the door and left.

Ivy Song watched Lucas Sheng walk away, then collapsed on the bed as if relieved of a heavy burden. She stared at the roof covered with cobwebs, thinking about how to go on in the days ahead.

The ancients had only a few ways to make money, such as farming, opening a tavern or an inn. However, the original body that I possessed now probably didn't have much money in its pocket, so I'd better give up the idea of   opening a tavern, restaurant or inn. I can only think about it when I have some money saved up.

Therefore, the only way to make money now is farming... I don't know if this imaginary female-dominated dynasty will give her a chance to show her skills.

Just as her thoughts were wandering, the outline of someone's figure appeared on the door. Based on the comparison between Caleb Duan and Lucas Sheng, she was convinced that the person waiting outside was the former.

"Wife, I wanted to make chicken soup for you, but I don't know how to kill a chicken, and Lucas Sheng just left for something."

In her memory, Caleb Duan was someone who was relatively well protected by her original body. Usually, either she or Lucas Sheng did the laundry and cooking. Now that Lucas Sheng was not here, she had to do it herself.

Ivy Song dragged his extremely tired body out of bed, pushed open the door, and saw Caleb Duan waiting for him in the afterglow.

Ivy Song, who had seen many handsome men of various types in the 21st century, was inevitably stunned when he saw Caleb Duan's face half hidden and half visible in the light and shadow.

He must be not much different from those handsome guys in modern times. The only difference between the two is that modern handsome guys do not have the temperament of the handsome guys of this dynasty. This temperament makes Caleb Duan look particularly elegant, with soft eyebrows and eyes. He looks easy to bully at first glance. No wonder the original body would shamelessly give people a physiology lesson.

"What, what happened? Is there something on Caleb Duan's face?"

Caleb Duan felt uncomfortable under her gaze, and asked with a dry smile, "Nothing, just give me the chicken."

Ivy Song's ears felt hot, knowing that staring at him would disgust him, so he quickly put away the look that seemed quite obscene to Caleb Duan, took the plucked chicken from his hand, and walked to the kitchen according to his memory.