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

"What a bunch of unreasonable old stubborn people!"

After the court session, the Duke of England sat in the main hall and drank three pots of tea in one breath.

Mr. Jiang was not much better and drank three big bowls of tea.

If it weren't for the skills he had acquired through years of verbal battles with his eldest brother.

How could I have the honor of debating with scholars in the court today?

Master Jiang narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous light flashing in them: "Today is the only day. Tomorrow I will make these old guys settle down."

In fact, the censors all knew that Jiang Zhiyue had saved the emperor twice, which was a great contribution.

For any man, being conferred a title is just a matter of a few words.

But I just can't get over it when it comes to Achan, it's nothing more than jealousy!

This is what the British Duke thinks, and that's what those old guys are jealous of.

"If you really have the ability, go and save His Majesty, instead of making endless noises."

The Duke of England came back really angry.

It is still unknown whether his daughter is alive or dead, and the title bestowed by Emperor Rong'an may be a posthumous title.

When he thought of this possibility, the Duke of England wished he could shoot to death those people who were talking without any hesitation.

Seeing that the Duke of England had an unhappy expression on his face, Mr. Jiang couldn't smile either.

Achan is now in the palace, being taken care of by an old genius doctor.

Normally, I shouldn't worry, but after all, he is my own child, how can I not worry?

Just when the two of them were frowning, Deputy Butler Qi ran in quickly: "Wake up!"

"Sixth Miss is awake!"

"really?"

Duke Ying and Master Jiang immediately stood up and walked over quickly, "Any news from the palace?"

"It was Qing Ye who came out of the palace to tell the prince that the blood clots in the Sixth Miss' body have cleared up and that she only needs to rest well and her life will not be in danger."

Duke Ying nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay. I'm going to the palace to see Achan."

Master Jiang grabbed him and said, "Go see mother first."

The Duke of England slapped his head and said, "Yes, look at me."

The two of them hurried to Chunhui Hall again.

Old Lady Yan was in the small Buddhist temple, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, muttering to herself.

When Nanny Cheng learned that the Sixth Miss had woken up, she hurried inside to report to the old lady.

The old lady looked at Cheng Ma in surprise and asked, "Really?"

Nanny Cheng was also in tears: "Of course, the Duke and the Second Master came in person to deliver the message, and they are right at the door."

Old Lady Yan asked Nanny Cheng to help her out, and when she saw the two of them were there, she asked, "Who's going to the palace to see Ah Chan?"

"Now that she's awake, I have to go see her before I can feel at ease."

Old Madam Yan knew that there had been endless debate in the court recently because of her family affairs.

The old lady was worried at first, but the imperial edict had already been issued to the Duke's Mansion, and the matter should have been settled long ago.

Now the saint still allows them to quarrel in the court, he must have ulterior motives.

The old lady glanced at Mr. Jiang Er, and then asked Duke Ying, "Have you received any news from the Yan family?"

The Yan family is the old lady’s maiden family, and they are also a literary family that has produced several generations of great scholars.

Naturally, one word from the Yan family is more effective than ten words from others.

Duke Ying nodded: "Received. The Yan family's memorial has been delivered to the emperor."

"Tomorrow we should have understood the matter. I will go to the palace to bring Ah Chan back."

The old lady knew very well that it was more important to bring Ah Chan back first than to argue about the imperial decree.

The palace is not a place to recuperate.

"In that case, I won't go. Let my elder brother accompany my mother to the palace."

Mr. Jiang took the initiative to say, "Yishuang, the children and I will be waiting for you at the mansion."

Old Madam Yan nodded, and immediately asked Nanny Cheng to help her change clothes and prepare to enter the palace.

While waiting for Old Lady Yan to change her clothes, Mr. Jiang pulled Duke Ying aside and gave him some instructions.

Duke Ying listened carefully and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring Ah Chan back."

Master Jiang couldn't figure out Emperor Rong'an's attitude.

The title of Duke of England was granted hereditary status and was demoted after three generations. It was a gift no matter how you look at it.

But Emperor Rong'an kept Achan in the palace to look after her.

This is something that Mr. Jiang couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried.

Fortunately, Jiang Lingyun and Jiang Tiyu both followed him into the palace.

Otherwise, Mr. Jiang would not be able to feel at ease at all.

As the old lady said, how can the palace be a place to recuperate?

Achan will only feel more restricted in the palace.

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The old doctor made a bowl of thick medicine for Jiang Zhiyue, which was pitch black.

Jiang Zhiyue closed his eyes when he saw it from a distance.

The old doctor held the medicine bowl in front of Jiang Zhiyue without changing his expression, "Little girl, stop pretending."

"I saw you closed your eyes."

Jiang Zhiyue opened his eyes slowly and looked at the bowl of black medicine with fear in his eyes.

"Don't worry, it's just this once, the others aren't this dark."

The old doctor has lived in the Duke's Mansion for several months and knows Jiang Zhiyue's personality.

She never likes anything bitter.

She always complained that the snacks she ate were too bitter because they were overcooked.

At this moment, because Jiang Zhiyue saved his life, he coaxed her like a child.

Jiang Zhiyue really couldn't bring himself to eat the bowl of medicine.

"If you don't drink this bowl today, you can drink smaller bowls every ten days."

Jiang Zhiyue widened his eyes and looked at the old doctor in disbelief.

"I used the medicine at the right time and place, and it cleared the blood stasis as soon as you woke up. It's just right now."

"As time goes by, the poison will be eliminated bit by bit."

Jiang Zhiyue closed his eyes and took the bowl of medicine with a fearless look.

The old doctor watched Jiang Zhiyue pinch his nose and drink it all in one breath, and he smiled with satisfaction.

I thought to myself, coaxing is not as effective as scaring.

After Jiang Zhiyue finished drinking, he couldn't help but tremble all over and shook several times.

Chang Hui thought her daughter was poisoned again, and hurriedly called the old doctor: "Old doctor, please take a look, the daughter..."

Jiang Zhiyue was so miserable that he couldn't speak. His little face was wrinkled and he looked extremely painful.

The old doctor couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand and fed her a piece of candy.

I don’t know whose candied fruit shop that snowflake candy comes from, but it’s so well made.

It tastes sweet and melts in your mouth.

Thanks to this snowflake candy, Jiang Zhiyue finally recovered.

She just thought about it and decided that she couldn't recuperate in the palace, she had to return to the Duke's Mansion.

There are still many things waiting for her to do.

The assassin from Qianshan Tower was so bold that he attempted to assassinate Emperor Rong'an twice in a row.

Even a clay man would get angry.

If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to suppress the arrogance of Prime Minister Xie and King Wei, it will only become more difficult in the future.

In the previous life, it was the King of Wei who blocked the assassination for Emperor Rong'an.

Afterwards, the King of Wei led people to investigate the people in Qianshan Tower and indeed obtained several heads and reported back.

But who knows whether these heads are really the Qianshanlou killers?

Jiang Zhiyue became anxious when he thought of this.

She absolutely could not continue to stay in the palace.

"Old man, can you please tell His Majesty that I want to go home to recuperate?" Jiang Zhiyue said.

The old doctor shook his head: "I'm afraid it's difficult."

Jiang Zhiyue was puzzled.

The old doctor said, "The King and Queen of Wei were afraid that the assassins from Qianshan Tower would come to target you, so they specifically asked His Majesty to keep you in the palace."

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes flashed, King Wei!

Sure enough, it's you!