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

Duke Lu was silent for a moment because of his son. How on earth did he make the word "thank you gift" sound like "dowry"?

If the princess were here, she might pull up Duke Lu's ears and ask him to listen carefully.

Lu Qingxiao put his weapon back in place, turned his head, and looked at Duke Lu silently, meaning 'don't leave yet'.

Duke Lu was not annoyed, and smiled and said, "The official duties assigned by His Majesty are important, and your own health is also important. Don't be reckless just because you are young."

Lu Qingxiao's handsome and cold face was 70% similar to Duke Lu, except for his sharp phoenix eyes, which were 100% like Princess Boyang.

"Your mother misses you." said Duke Lu.

Lu Qingxiao looked at Duke Lu suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Duke Lu was silenced by his son again, "Could it be that he really wants to see you?"

Lu Qingxiao was silent for a moment, and then said, "I just saw her yesterday, and she told me to get out of her way and not get in the way."

Ah this... Duke Lu was embarrassed and tried to save face: "That was all yesterday."

Lu Qingxiao glanced at his father, nodded, turned and left.

"Eh? No disease?" Duke Lu was stunned. Why did he leave?

Lu Qingxiao stopped, looked at Duke Lu gloomily, and said nothing.

Duke Lu realized that his son couldn't go to see the princess with such a bad smell: "Go, go ahead."

Lu Qingxiao returned to Cangshan Courtyard and went straight to the bathroom. He easily lifted a bucket of water and poured it over his body. His underwear was soaked and stuck to his muscular body.

Lu Qingxiao tore off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and sank down.

When he came out of Cangshan Courtyard again, Lu Qingxiao had changed into his casual clothes. The round-necked robe with royal blue satin and scattered flowers with black edges further highlighted his solemn and cold temperament.

Princess Boyang had already returned to Linbo Courtyard by now. When Lu Qingxiao arrived, the tea she had brewed was just right.

Lu Qingxiao lifted his robe and knelt down to greet his parents: "Your son greets you, father and mother."

The eldest princess tilted her head to take a look; the aura was still as strong as ever, keeping strangers away.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, called out, and pointed to a seat for Lu Qingxiao to sit.

Fu Li took the tea from the princess and placed it in front of Lu Qingxiao.

Lu Qingxiao nodded slightly to Fu Li and tapped the table with his fingers. Fu Li smiled lovingly and retreated to the side of the eldest princess.

"Just now, Prince Xuan's Mansion sent someone to deliver a thank-you gift. Why is there still a matter about Xiaoer?"

King Xuan, Ying Shuo, was the second among the princes.

Lu Qingxiao has always been a man of few words. When he heard the eldest princess' mother ask this, he just said "coincidentally".

The princess curled her lips and glared at Duke Lu before coughing and asking, "Does my son like the little girl from the Jiang family?"

When Lu Qingxiao was asked this question, Jiang Zhiyue's lively, bright and delicate face immediately appeared in his mind when she lifted the curtain.

But before the princess could finish her second sentence, Lu Qingxiao's face darkened: "Mother also knows that she is just a little girl."

The eldest princess was choked by her son and said unconvincedly: "What's wrong with being young? Your second aunt is not ten years younger than your second uncle! She is just as good!"

Lu Qingxiao frowned and uttered a few words: "I'm not the second uncle."

The princess snorted coldly and glared at Duke Lu. What kind of idea was that?

Duke Lu touched his nose guiltily. He had only guessed that this was a possibility, and his son's reaction now only proved that he was wrong.

"Then you have to get married eventually! Mother, I don't mind you finding someone younger!" The eldest princess had seen the little girl from the Jiang family. She was as cute and lovable as snow-white jade!

Lu Qingxiao's expression became increasingly cold, and there was a hint of coldness in the look he gave Duke Lu.

The eldest princess saw her son glaring at her husband and snorted coldly, "I must arrange your marriage within this year!"

"Mother, I still have military duties in the camp. I will leave first."

Lu Qingxiao did not argue with the princess. He stood up, bowed, said goodbye to his parents, and strode away.

The princess kicked Duke Lu across the tea table: "Your good son!"

What could Duke Lu do? Since his son had offended his mother, only his father could comfort her.

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The next day, Jiang Zhiyue woke up and looked at the moon-white cotton gauze tent ceiling, still a little dazed.

It was Changying who heard the noise and stepped forward to lift the curtain: "The young lady is awake."

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly missed his brother, so he stood up and asked, "When will you come home from the academy?"

Chang Ying helped her up, "The eldest master just left, probably in the second half of the month."

Jiang Zhiyue sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at her youthful and tender face, and suddenly said, "Then let's go to the academy to see my brother tomorrow."

She remembered that family members were allowed to visit Yingtian Academy.

Changying nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Changying was dressing Jiang Zhiyue. Just when she had tied up half of her hair, she heard Shen Mo's voice coming from outside, saying that the Duke had returned and asked the young lady to go to Chunhui Hall.

Jiang Zhiyue remained calm and even sneered.

She actually called her father back.

Jiang Zhiyue washed and dressed leisurely, choosing a long jacket with a wide dark blue collar and a cloud and wild goose pattern, paired with a marigold hemlock skirt embroidered with lilies and honeysuckle flowers.

She dressed herself up beautifully and went to Chunhui Hall.

Changying was worried along the way whether it was Aunt Lin who was causing trouble. As soon as he arrived at Chunhui Hall, he saw the Old Lady, the Duke, and Aunt Lin were all there, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Jiang Zhiyue walked in with a normal expression. The moment she saw the Duke of England, her eyes lit up. She lifted her skirt and trotted happily towards her father.

"Father! When did you come back? Achan missed you so much and was worried whether Father had his favorite drunken duck liver and pickled mustard greens and yellow croaker in the camp."

Duke Jiang Mao of England originally had a stern face, but his usually cold little daughter ran towards him coquettishly and cutely, and her voice was soft and sweet. Her words showed that she missed him and was concerned about him. She was very considerate and his heart softened immediately.

His heart softened and the cold expression on his face could no longer be maintained, and then turned into a faint smile in his eyes.

The Duke of England looked at his little daughter helplessly: "That's nonsense. The camp is not a place for pleasure."

"Then come back and enjoy yourself, father. Today we will add two dishes of drunken duck liver and pickled mustard greens and yellow croaker. I'll treat you, father." Jiang Zhiyue sat down next to the Duke of England naturally and spoke very generously.

The Duke of England laughed, "Thank you, little A-chan."

"You're too polite, Dad." Jiang Zhiyue didn't even look at Aunt Lin.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyue had now learned how to please and please, Lin Jingqiu's heart trembled slightly, but Jiang Zhiyue and Duke Yingguo had been estranged from each other for many years. How could the trust between father and daughter be established overnight?

While Ying Gong was enjoying the care of his little daughter, he saw Lin Jingqiu suddenly turn sideways, cough lightly and look over immediately.

Jiang Zhiyue watched her father's eyes fall on Lin Jingqiu, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. Could he not hold back so quickly?

As expected, the Duke of England was "reminded" by Lin Jingqiu again. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at his youngest daughter.

Jiang Zhiyue looked innocent, but smiled sweetly at the Duke of England: "Father, why do you look at me like this?"