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

Jiang Zhiyue smiled slightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Guess, which one is faster, the rumors about you spread faster, or this sword cutting your throat faster?"

Lin Jingqiu didn't expect that Jiang Zhiyue would dare to put a sword on her neck. No matter how many tricks she had, she was afraid of the cold sword light at this moment. Her eyes glanced down involuntarily, and she wanted to shrink back, trying to avoid the long sword in Jiang Zhiyue's hand.

Jiang Zhiyue was impatient, and pressed the sword against Lin Jingqiu's neck with a little force: "Don't move, swords have no eyes, if you accidentally send your aunt to death, it will be your own fault."

The sword was extremely sharp, and just this little force was enough to cut Lin Jingqiu's neck. She could even feel the sharp, cold sword with a breath of coldness and death firmly locked around her neck.

Lin Jingqiu trembled and dared not move.

She smelled blood.

Lin Jingqiu gritted her teeth and said, "Sixth Miss, I treat you like my own daughter. I can't even compare to you in terms of thinking. Can you put this long sword away first so we can talk properly?"

Jiang Zhiyue smiled. Lin Jingqiu really would never miss any opportunity to pretend.

"How can Jiang Nianshi, a concubine's son born out of an affair, be compared with a legitimate child? Lin Jingqiu, are you crazy?"

Lin Jingqiu's face suddenly turned pale, and she felt extremely heartbroken. Her most embarrassing side was revealed by Jiang Zhiyue, and it felt like her heart was bleeding.

"I am Madam Ru! How dare you treat me like this!" Lin Jingqiu was a bit temperamental and would not give in so easily.

Jiang Zhiyue tilted his head slightly to look at her. The cold smile in his eyes made Lin Jingqiu feel uncomfortable. "Madam Ru? You are just a low-class concubine, and you dare to call yourself Madam? I saw your confidant calling you Madam all the time, and they thought you were the mistress of the Duke of Ying's mansion."

Lin Jingqiu was able to rise from a concubine to her current status as a wife, so she is not an ordinary person.

Jiang Zhiyue's words stung her hard. She swallowed the shame in her heart and forced a smile to say to Jiang Zhiyue, "Sixth Miss has misunderstood. I dare not."

"Don't dare? Then why don't you get out of Xuan Tang and wait for me to find someone to carry you out?" Jiang Zhiyue also knew that she couldn't kill Lin Jingqiu today, so the most urgent thing was to get her out of Xuan Tang first.

Hearing the words "find someone to carry you out", Lin Jingqiu looked up.

She saw Jiang Zhiyue's murderous intent. She really wanted to kill her and have someone carry her body out.

Lin Jingqiu thought Jiang Zhiyue was really crazy. She looked at the door and saw no sign of anyone coming. She swallowed her tears and thought that she could endure the humiliation for a while: "Sixth Miss, I can't move now. Please slow down..."

"Noisy." Jiang Zhiyue stopped paying attention to Lin Jingqiu and turned to look at Chang Ying. "Tie her up, gag her, and send her to the entrance of Xuan Hall to kowtow. She has been staying here for a few days, and she has been kowtowing three times a day."

Chang Ying understood, "Yes, I understand!"

How could Lin Jingqiu, who had lived a life of luxury for many years, accept such humiliation? She immediately struggled.

Jiang Zhiyue's sword was on Lin Jingqiu's neck, and he didn't care about Lin Jingqiu's struggle at all.

But Lin Jingqiu was still concerned about the sword that Jiang Zhiyue had placed on her neck, wondering if it would take her life if she struggled unintentionally.

The struggle was not great, so Changying and the female guards were able to keep the man under control.

“Jiang Zhi…Mmmmm!”

Changying quickly pulled a sachet of unknown substance from the maidservant next to him and stuffed it directly into Lin Jingqiu's mouth, blocking her mouth.

Seeing Lin Jingqiu's eyes dripping with hatred, Jiang Zhiyue snorted and laughed, very satisfied. He threw the long sword back to Shen Mo and said, "We'll count the things later. You keep watch. Anyone who dares to take away something that originally belonged to Xuantang, even a needle or a thread, will be beaten with thirty sticks first. Anyone who steals the property of the master will be sent to exile if he is lucky enough not to be beaten to death."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's face changed.

"Zhiyue, what are you doing now?" A slightly calm yet majestic voice appeared.

Jiang Zhiyue raised her eyes to look at the person who came, her eyes slightly red. She walked quickly towards him, like a little bird that had finally found a big tree to lean on, and threw herself into the person's arms: "Grandma!"

Madam Yinggong, Old Lady Yan was shocked. Her granddaughter hadn't shown such an intimate gesture to her for a long time. Could it be...

Old Lady Yan patted the child in her arms and tried to speak in a gentle tone: "What happened?"

When Jiang Zhiyue saw her grandmother again, she felt a surge of guilt in her heart, because her grandmother had always loved her the most.

But she was such an unfilial child, making her grandmother worry about her. I'm afraid she was still thinking about her as an unfilial descendant before she died.

This time, she would never let Lin Jingqiu succeed, and she would never hurt her loved ones again!

Jiang Zhiyue quickly calmed down her emotions, raised her head from Old Lady Yan's arms, and said softly, "Don't worry, grandma, it's nothing. I'll clean up the dirt in Xuantang."

Old Madam Yan had a sharp gaze and took in the situation in the main hall of Xuan Hall. When she saw that Lin Jingqiu was tied up tightly, her mouth was gagged, and her hair was disheveled, she knew what was going on.

She was very surprised that her granddaughter and Lin Jingqiu had a falling out. She felt a little confused, but she didn't say it to her face. Instead, she asked, "How did you clean it?"

Jiang Zhiyue raised his chin slightly, looked at Aunt Cheng beside Old Lady Yan, and said, "I would like to ask you to borrow Aunt Cheng for a favor. I don't have anyone as prudent and experienced as Aunt Cheng. I would like to ask her to help my granddaughter."

Old Lady Yan nodded slightly. Upon seeing this, Nanny Cheng bowed respectfully to Jiang Zhiyue and said, "Please give your instructions, Sixth Miss."

"Lin Jingqiu committed an offense by usurping his position and moving into the courtyard of the mistress of the Duke of Ying's mansion. He did not distinguish between the superior and the inferior. He should be severely punished to set the rules in place."

Jiang Zhiyue told Old Madam Yan about her plan to have someone force Lin Jingqiu to kowtow, and Old Madam Yan's expression visibly changed.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't explain much, and continued, "Of course, my mother's yard cannot be stained by dirty things. Please ask Madam Cheng to guard it for me. Aunt Lin can come and go as she pleases. As for the loss during her stay in Xuantang, it will be deducted from her monthly salary in the future."

Old Lady Yan nodded after hearing this, and her usually calm expression did not change: "Since you have the rules, let's do it this way."

Jiang Zhiyue glanced at Changying, who understood and stepped forward. Jiang Zhiyue whispered a few words, and Changying nodded: "I understand."

"Grandma, let's put this aside for now. I'll accompany you back to Chunhui Hall to rest." Jiang Zhiyue lifted up Old Lady Yan's hand and smiled obediently.

Old Lady Yan felt that her granddaughter had changed a lot in such a short period of time, and she had many questions in her mind, but now was not the time to talk, so she followed Jiang Zhiyue's wishes and prepared to return to Chunhui Hall first.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the door of Xuan Hall, he was blocked by a delicate and beautiful girl.