It had to be said that Second Aunt had already planned everything from the start.
Dongfang Yuechu laughed coldly and nodded. "I accept Miss Lu's suggestion to fake my death. What should I do next?"
Lu Sheng took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to her. "There's a Fake Death Pill here. If I'm not wrong, they will probably take action at night. Swallow this pill then. Don't worry, after two hours, the effects will pass. Lord Chu and I will come over to help you tomorrow night."
"Okay!"
Dongfang Yuechu took the bottle and said, "Thank you, Miss Lu!"
She had lived for so long, but this was the first time someone had tried so hard to help her.
"You're welcome!"
When Lu Sheng heard footsteps approaching, she quickly stood up and said, "Then I'll be leaving first."
"I'll send you off!"
Dongfang Yuechu got up and walked Lu Sheng to the window. When she jumped out, there was a knock on the door.
