The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

After returning to Yansiyuan, Changying helped Jiang Zhiyue change her clothes.

Jiang Zhiyue waved his hand to refuse and changed it himself.

Chang Ying felt relieved, "Don't worry, Miss, I'm fine."

When the fugitive was trying to assassinate him, Lu Qingxiao kicked the carriage. Chang Hui was still in the carriage at the time and fell heavily against the wall of the carriage, breaking his right arm. He was immediately sent to the hospital for treatment by the chief steward of the palace.

Chang Hui was a maiden born in the Duke of Yingzhou's mansion, so Jiang Zhiyue allowed her to recover from her injuries at home before coming back.

As for Changying, she never had time to ask.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Changying with soft eyes: "If this happens again in the future, you must learn to avoid it."

The young lady is kind and considerate, and is simply the best mistress in the world.

Changying’s filter for his own lady is extremely deep.

Chang Ying: "Miss, please stop talking. I just hope that this will never happen again. I was almost scared to death at that time."

Jiang Zhiyue smiled. It was indeed a rare opportunity to chase a fugitive.

Chang Ying brought some new tea to Jiang Zhiyue and whispered, "Miss, why do you insist on going to Qiushuiju today? Aren't you afraid that Aunt Lin will use you to cause trouble again?"

Jiang Zhiyue took a sip of tea and said quietly, "I went there on purpose because I was afraid that she would use my name to cause trouble."

"Miss, you know that Aunt Lin is full of schemes, why..." Changying was worried. Lin Jingqiu was not an easy person to deal with.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled, his eyes darkening slightly: "Changying, do you know how to defeat a person's heart?"

Chang Ying shook his head. Jiang Zhiyue chuckled and walked to the window. Looking at the exquisite scenery, he said in a deep voice, "Send what she wants most to her, and then when she thinks it is within her reach, ruthlessly destroy her hope."

Changying was stunned. The young lady... seemed to have changed a lot.

Jiang Zhiyue turned his head and said, "If God wants to kill someone, he must first make him crazy. She thought she could control me, but she underestimated me and also underestimated my father."

Changying remained silent, but she seemed to understand what the young lady meant.

"Changying, do you think I'm a bad person?" Jiang Zhiyue asked.

"Of course not." Chang Ying shook his head: "The young lady is kind-hearted, of course she is not a bad person."

"But I want Lin Jingqiu's life. I want her to die."

Jiang Zhiyue's voice was calm and his tone was indifferent, but Changying could hear a desperate tone in his words.

Changying walked to Jiang Zhiyue, bowed, and said firmly: "Changying will never doubt any decision made by the young lady. Whatever the young lady wants to do, Changying will do it."

"Changying, I am willing to be your sword, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Jiang Zhiyue glanced at Changying and said softly, "No, I won't let you go through fire and water again. You have to live well and stay with me for a long time."

She wanted to get back for Changying all the pain that Lin Jingqiu had inflicted on her in her previous life.

Changying smiled gently, nodded, and coaxed her young lady to go to rest.

First, she was assassinated by a fugitive when she went out, and then the eldest daughter became pregnant. When she returned home, she also had to deal with Aunt Lin. These things happened one after another, and her daughter needed to rest.

Changying ordered Jiang Zhiyue’s favorite drink, Snow in the Spring, and Jiang Zhiyue slowly fell asleep with the familiar taste.

-

Princess Boyang’s residence, Wangxian Tower.

Princess Boyang was listening to an opera with her husband, Duke Lu. The actors on the stage sang beautifully and performed gracefully, which was fascinating.

The eldest princess was dignified and graceful, with a strong aura; Duke Lu was gentle and elegant, with extraordinary bearing. The couple sitting in the audience were more eye-catching than on the stage.

The female official Fu Li came from the corridor, stood respectfully beside the eldest princess, leaned forward slightly, and whispered a few words in her ear.

After hearing this, the princess patted her husband's hand and said with a smile, "Wubing did a good deed outside today, and the grandmother came to give him a thank you gift."

Upon hearing this, Duke Lu turned to look at his wife and teased, "Is there still time for Wubing to do good deeds?"

Fu Li was silent on the side. The Duke looked gentle and harmless, but in fact, like His Highness, he liked to tease the young master.

Whenever the couple heard about the young master, they would always make some jokes.

The eldest princess looked at Fu Li, hoping that she could decipher the secret.

Fu Li conveyed the words of Old Lady Yan from the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion with an expressionless face. Although she spoke in a calm narrative tone, for some reason it made the Princess and Duke Lu laugh.

"Jiang Mao's youngest daughter, I vaguely remember, is not yet of age?" Duke Lu asked seriously, "Then isn't this girl a little too young?"

The princess sneered, "You're still planning for him. Didn't he say long ago that he would spend the rest of his life in the Tiger Guards Camp? He even asked us to try our best to have a baby."

Duke Lu's eyes lit up, "Princess, are you willing?"

The eldest princess: "Shut up! No more!"

Fu Li lowered her head and said nothing, as if it had nothing to do with her. The couple could not go on without a quarrel.

The princess who seems noble and elegant in the eyes of others and the gentle Duke Lu are actually a childish couple who will quarrel over a word from their son.

Everyone in the Princess's Mansion was used to this scene.

The princess turned her head and looked at Fu Li, "It's this hour now, shouldn't he also be returning home?"

Fu Li was silent for a while, then said, "The young master has returned home."

Princess:?

The Princess turned around and twisted Duke Lu's arm, "You raised a good son, but he didn't even come to pay his respects to his father and mother when he returned home!"

Duke Lu cried out in injustice: "Your Highness, it was you who said that you were suffering from no illness and that you didn't need to pay respects every day!"

The eldest princess narrowed her eyes and exerted more force with her hands.

Duke Lu begged for mercy again and again: "Your Highness, spare my life. I will teach this brat a lesson right now!"

The eldest princess glanced at him, loosened her hand, and gave him a look that said "go quickly and come back soon".

Duke Lu was able to remain calm in front of the eldest princess, but when he turned his back, he suddenly grimaced.

The princess knew the character of Duke Lu without even turning around. She snorted, "Like son, like father. Neither of them is a good person."

Fu Li had watched their young master grow up, and it had indeed not been an easy journey. He was reluctant to hear the princess say this about him, and drew out his voice: "Your Highness——"

The princess took a sip from the teacup, and said casually, "I know, I won't say anything. Fuli, your heart is on Wubing."

"Your Highness, why is he still arguing with a child?" Fu Li said helplessly.

The eldest princess said nothing. She leaned her arm on one side, her eyes slightly narrowed, and seemed to be listening to the opera again.

Duke Lu ran straight to the martial arts arena from Wangxian Tower, and sure enough, his son was there.

When he arrived, Lu Qingxiao was dancing with a red tasseled spear in his hand with great vigor. Anyone who came one step closer would be scared away by his fierce moves.

After Lu Qingxiao finished practicing shooting, his shirt was soaked with sweat, revealing his strong physique.

Duke Lu stepped forward with a smile, "Today, Duke Ying's mansion sent a thank-you gift, saying that they wanted to thank you for saving his little girl."

Lu Qingxiao paused as he fired his gun, then nodded: "Send the thank you gift to my courtyard."

Duke Lu's smile froze, "What?"