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

After learning the news, Lu Qingxiao rushed all the way back to the capital from the Huben Camp.

When he rushed to the Duke of England's Mansion to see Xiaoyueliang, she was sitting in the courtyard of Xuan Hall, staring at the medicine furnace in front of her in a daze.

When Lu Qingxiao saw this scene, his heart suddenly stabbed and he walked over quickly.

Jiang Zhiyue seemed to hear footsteps, and her first reaction was to stand up and check the medicine furnace.

But he forgot to use a towel to keep it warm, and when he reached out to touch the lid of the medicine jar, he was so burned that he pulled his hand back.

"hiss……"

Jiang Zhiyue cried out because of the burns, but before she could say anything, her hands were grabbed by a pair of warm hands.

She was stunned. The person she hadn't seen for half a month suddenly appeared in front of her, blowing on her burned fingers with great concern.

"Come with me."

Lu Qingxiao didn't care whether the little girl was still in a daze or not, and pulled her towards the well next to her.

"Your hands are tender. If you don't take care of them, blisters will form and you won't even be able to eat."

Jiang Zhiyue stared blankly at Lu Qingxiao who was helping her to treat her burned fingers very skillfully. She blinked and tears started to fall.

One drop, two drops...

When Lu Qingxiao saw the tears dripping on the back of his hand, he realized that his little girl was crying.

Lu Qingxiao suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong? Does it hurt? I..."

Before Lu Qingxiao could finish his words, Jiang Zhiyue threw herself into his arms and started crying.

Only then did Lu Qingxiao feel the pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Her tears were like magma, and every drop of her tears burned him and caused him pain.

Lu Qingxiao hugged her carefully and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Jiang Zhiyue was not that sad at first, it was just a play.

But seeing how worried Lu Qingxiao was about her, he was so concerned about even such a minor injury.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly thought of the night when she faced the killer from Qianshan Tower alone, and all the grievances and some indescribable emotions in her heart came up at once.

She just hugged Lu Qingxiao and started crying.

At first, Lu Qingxiao was able to gently comfort the crying girl, but after a while, her crying didn't subside, so Lu Qingxiao became even more worried.

"Achan? Little Moon?"

Lu Qingxiao used a little force in his hands, led the little girl to where she had just sat, and pushed her down.

He half-knelt in front of the little girl and wanted to comfort her, but when he saw the little girl's red eyes from crying, he felt only heartache.

"Lu Qingxiao..."

Jiang Zhiyue still tried hard to control her emotions and was even able to smile at him.

Lu Qingxiao felt like he was being stabbed by needles in his heart when he saw the little girl forcing a smile.

He raised his hand and touched the little girl's face: "You don't have to do this, Little Moon."

"You don't have to hide your emotions in front of me. Cry if you want to cry, laugh if you want to laugh."

"I will always stand by you."

"I will get to you in time and protect you well in the future."

Jiang Zhiyue saw the guilt in Lu Qingxiao's eyes, and her tears gradually stopped.

She didn't want to see Lu Qingxiao looking so guilty.

"You've done a great job. Xin Jiu and Shi Qi helped me a lot, and Shi Qi was injured."

When Lu Qingxiao heard this, instead of feeling relieved, he became extremely worried.

"Shiqi is injured? Are you okay? Are you injured?"

Lu Qingxiao was not very clear about the assassination at the Duke of Ying's Mansion that night. Fang Ye's information was incomplete, and Jiang Zhiyue would not explain it to Fang Ye.

When Zhang He arrived, there were only some finishing touches left.

I have no idea what’s going on with Jiang Zhiyue.

Jiang Zhiyue shook his head: "I'm fine, I..."

Jiang Zhiyue still wanted to hide her injury, but unexpectedly Lu Qingxiao touched her injured arm.

She still couldn't help her expression and frowned.

Lu Qingxiao saw that Jiang Zhiyue was trying to be stubborn, but he didn't know where Jiang Zhiyue was injured, so he had to let go in an instant.

"Little Moon, how could you hide this from me?"

Lu Qingxiao had an expression of disapproval on his face, and the worry in his eyes was about to turn into reality and overflow.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered his head slightly, looking at Lu Qingxiao with a somewhat evasive gaze: "It's just a few scratches on my arm, nothing serious."

Lu Qingxiao carefully rolled up her sleeves and saw the gauze wrapped around her arm, with a little blood seeping out of it.

Lu Qingxiao's face was immediately filled with guilt: "It's my fault. I didn't know you were injured and I hurt you again just now."

Jiang Zhiyue shook his head and looked at Lu Qingxiao intently: "Don't say that you are bad, don't take it to heart, it's just a minor injury."

"You must have been wounded worse than this on the battlefield before."

The pain in Lu Qingxiao's eyes was all over the place: "It's different. I have thick skin and tough flesh. This injury is a small matter for me, but it is a deep pain for you..."

"I, I'll change your medicine first."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't say anything, but nodded silently. Changying immediately went to get new medicine and gauze. After putting them away, he sensibly retreated to a distance.

Lu Qingxiao carefully removed the gauze that was already seeping blood from Jiang Zhiyue and saw Jiang Zhiyue's wound.

This is a scratch caused by an arrow.

Fortunately, she dodged in time, but even so, the deepest part of the wound was about half a finger deep.

Lu Qingxiao was even shaking as he held Jiang Zhiyue's slender arm.

He didn't dare to think that if this arrow hit her completely...

Lu Qingxiao felt a strong sense of fear in his heart.

Jiang Zhiyue noticed that Lu Qingxiao hadn't moved, so he turned his head to look at him, but was surprised to find that Lu Qingxiao's eyes were red.

"Brother Wubing, are you...crying?"

Jiang Zhiyue was shocked.

He actually cried for himself?

"You, don't cry, my wound is not poisonous, don't..."

Jiang Zhiyue's words came to an abrupt end because Lu Qingxiao lowered his head and gently kissed her arm.

It was a very special touch, a kiss that was careful and cherished.

It was as if Lu Qingxiao had always treated her like a treasure and took great care of her.

"If I had asked His Majesty to stay a few more days, you wouldn't have been hurt."

Lu Qingxiao's tone was full of regret and pain.

Jiang Zhiyue's heart softened. She held Lu Qingxiao's face and said seriously, "Don't say such things. Don't regret it, and don't suffer because of it."

"I'm not a useless person who can only be protected by you. Believe me, I can be someone who stands shoulder to shoulder with you."

Jiang Zhiyue's tone was full of love, "You are such a brave and strong person, I can't be defeated easily."

"Lu Qingxiao, look at me and believe me."

The little girl's words were like a powerful reassurance pill, and her eyes were firm and bright, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Cold, but with pride and a strong heart.

At this moment, Lu Qingxiao found that his blood was boiling.

His little Yueyue is an extremely proud little girl.

Brave, clever, and hopeful.