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

The wound on his palm was very painful, but Jiang Zhiyue felt that he could still bear it.

She walked faster, and Changying also had to speed up to keep up with her.

Changying was just about to ask the young lady what was wrong, but when he glanced sideways, he was startled to see tears suddenly appear on Jiang Zhiyue's face.

The lady... is crying, silently.

Jiang Zhiyue knew that his brother was just angry and didn't really hate him.

If he knew he was hurt, he would only feel doubly guilty.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't want her brother to feel guilty. She would come to see her brother again, instead of the current situation where she used the injury to force her brother to forgive her.

But she still feels wronged.

"and many more!"

Jiang Tiyu called out to stop them, but Jiang Zhiyue seemed not to hear him and instead walked faster and faster.

Jiang Tiyu instinctively felt something was wrong, and he quickly chased after him.

When Jiang Zhiyue heard the sound of his brother chasing him, he walked even faster.

When Jiang Tiyu chased out, Jiang Zhiyue had already got on the carriage.

Just as she sat down in the carriage, she heard her brother calling her to get off.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered his head. His cuffs were stained with blood, so it was impossible for him to get out of the car.

"Since you don't want to see me, I won't continue to bother you here."

Jiang Zhiyue said this, but actually pointed at the prepared package and asked Changying to deliver it.

Changying got off the carriage carrying her bag. Jiang Tiyu didn't even look at her, but just stared at the carriage window.

"Get off the car. I'll forgive you if you get off."

Jiang Tiyu didn't want to be angry anymore. Achan had never been hurt since she was a child, and her skin had never been broken.

The bloodstain on the ground just now must have been Achan's.

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes were slightly red. Her brother really cared about her.

Not hearing the younger sister's response, Jiang Tiyu's face turned ugly. Could it be that she fainted from the pain?

Jiang Tiyu was worried that something might happen, so he simply lifted up his robe and got on the carriage to check on Jiang Zhiyue.

As soon as Jiang Tiyu entered the carriage, he saw the little sister with a look of surprise on her face and tears still on her face.

He immediately noticed the scratch on the little girl's hand and asked, "Why is it so serious?"

Jiang Zhiyue tried to pull his hand back, but it didn't move. He carefully explained to Jiang Tiyu: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Tiyu looked up. The silly little girl's tears were still falling, but she could still smile and tell herself that it didn't hurt?

"Lying again?" Jiang Tiyu was completely exhausted now.

He spoiled his little sister into this kind of character. She was willing to humble herself and come to him to apologize. She didn't even say a word after falling down like this. Why should he care?

Jiang Zhiyue pouted, looked at her brother with a wronged look on her face, and pulled her hand back with all her strength: "I don't want you to care about it..."

When Jiang Tiyu heard the silly girl's words, he knew that she was angry again and he even laughed out of anger.

"You came to my brother to apologize, but you're still angry?"

Jiang Zhiyue pursed her lips and said nothing, tears falling from her eyes.

Jiang Tiyu felt that something terrible was going to happen. If this little ancestor really started crying, her sea of ​​tears would flood the Yingtian Academy.

"Brother is wrong. Your tone was not good. You shouldn't be so mean to Chan. Please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Jiang Tiyu lowered his voice, his tone gentle and somewhat coaxing.

Jiang Zhiyue looked up at him, sobbed a little, and hummed.

Jiang Tiyu looked at his younger sister's bloody hand and sighed, "It's my fault, brother, for getting Ah Chan hurt."

The obvious guilt on Jiang Tiyu's face made Jiang Zhiyue feel a prick in her heart. She just didn't want her brother to feel guilty, but she didn't expect that he would still find out.

"It doesn't hurt, don't blame yourself, brother." Jiang Zhiyue said in a low voice.

Jiang Tiyu felt more and more that he had gone too far. He looked around but couldn't find anything that could treat the wound.

"Follow me into the academy and I'll take care of your injury."

Jiang Zhiyue lowered his head. There was a half-finger-long bloodstain on his palm, and some gravel on it. He nodded obediently and got out of the car with Jiang Tiyu.

It was lunchtime and there were not many people walking around in the academy.

Jiang Tiyu and Jiang Zhiyue walked in front, and Changying and Shen Mo followed behind them.

This was Jiang Zhiyue's first time visiting Yingtian Academy, and he never forgot to ask Jiang Tiyu wherever he passed by.

Jiang Tiyu was patient and answered them one by one.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly whispered, "The school is tough, brother, please go back home."

Jiang Tiyu was stunned, and Jiang Zhiyue said again: "I won't make my brother angry again."

It was only when they reached the school that Jiang Zhiyue remembered that her brother had already passed the imperial examination and did not have to stay in the academy to study.

If you have any questions, please come and see me, sir.

My brother came to the academy probably because he was so angry with her that he couldn't concentrate at home, and... he didn't want to see her.

Jiang Tiyu shook his head. "That's not the whole reason. Don't let me guess. Changying gets the water, Shenmo gets the medicine."

There were two people in a room in the Yingtian Academy dormitory. Considering her sister's reputation and wanting to avoid suspicion, Jiang Tiyu waited with her people in the small garden outside the dormitory.

Changying fetched some water, and Jiang Tiyu held her sister's hand, frowning: "Achan, bear with it."

Jiang Zhiyue nodded.

When the clean water was poured on the wound, Jiang Zhiyue was still stimulated to the point of taking a breath.

Seeing this, Changying quickened his hands and finally cleaned up all the broken sand and gravel.

Jiang Tiyu took the medicine from Shen Mo's hand and applied it to her sister, and whispered, "Be careful not to get it wet when you go back."

Jiang Zhiyue obeyed obediently and looked at him eagerly. Jiang Tiyu sighed softly: "I will go home in a few days."

Jiang Zhiyue originally thought that it was hopeless to persuade his brother to go home, but he never expected that his brother actually gave in!

but……

"Brother, why don't you come a few days later? In two days I will accompany my grandmother to the Huguo Temple to fulfill a vow."

"You still wish?"

Jiang Tiyu grasped the word sharply. He looked at Jiang Zhiyue, wanting to prove his guess from his sister.

Jiang Zhiyue nodded slightly, thought for a moment, and then told her brother, "Why don't you wait for me and grandma to come back and pick you up together?"

Jiang Tiyu laughed and tapped his sister's forehead: "You, do you still treat your brother as a child?"

"Jiang, Young Master Jiang!"

The brother and sister were talking as they walked out when they were stopped by someone again.

The brother and sister both turned sideways and looked back, even their postures were exactly the same.

The person who came had a good appearance, tall and graceful, wearing a crimson purple robe, a jade belt and a golden crown. The whole person was like the breeze and the bright moon, with an extremely clean and pure temperament, which attracted people's attention.

"Thank you, young master."

Jiang Tiyu turned around and bowed to greet the other party.

"Fortunately, I arrived in time. This is the policy paper that the master asked me to give to you."

Xie Yi walked over quickly, took out the policy paper from his sleeve and handed it over.

Jiang Tiyu took it and said, "Thank you very much."

Just as Xie Yi was about to say something, he suddenly saw a touch of beauty, like a splash of heavy color appearing in ink and wash, which grabbed all his attention with its absolutely stunning appearance!

It’s…a fairy!

Xie Yi could only feel his heart beating loudly, and all he could see was the person in front of him.

After a long time, he suddenly realized that he had lost his composure and quickly lowered his head to avoid it.

Fu remembered something again and stammered, "Sir, please give me a new one tomorrow."

Jiang Zhiyue was behind his brother and glanced at him inadvertently. He saw the noble young man in front of him, a bamboo-like figure with a handsome face, and his face turned red all of a sudden.