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

Before meeting Xiaoyueliang again, Lu Qingxiao had never thought about what his future wife would be like.

After being with Xiaoyueliang, he never made this idea clear.

I just vaguely feel that as long as it's her, it's fine.

But this time, after she faced such a dangerous thing alone, Lu Qingxiao felt not only heartache but also pride.

At first, worry prevailed, but when he heard the little girl ask him to believe her, Lu Qingxiao chose to believe her without hesitation.

To Lu Qingxiao, Jiang Zhiyue is an extremely special existence.

He didn't understand love before, nor did he have any romantic ideas.

Things are different now.

He never thought that there would be someone who would say he wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this moment, Lu Qingxiao's heart was deeply touched.

He looked at Jiang Zhiyue, and his eyes became much softer.

He heard himself say, "Okay."

Jiang Zhiyue let go and smiled at him.

Lu Qingxiao picked up the gauze and bandaged her wound again.

While he was bandaging the wound, Jiang Zhiyue kept looking at him intently.

After he was bandaged, he asked in a low voice about the assassin's attack that night.

Jiang Zhiyue was about to speak when Lu Qingxiao's gaze fell on the simmering medicine pot in front of him, and his brows unconsciously frowned.

"Uncle...how is it?"

When Jiang Zhiyue heard Lu Qingxiao ask this, he held his hands tightly with both hands.

Lu Qingxiao's expression changed slightly. He could feel the little girl's fingers sliding on his palm, as if she was writing?

Jiang Zhiyue simply wrote the word "An" on Lu Qingxiao's palm, but shook his head with a sad expression.

"Father...is seriously injured. The doctor said...the doctor said that father won't have much time left."

Lu Qingxiao's face changed, "Has the old doctor seen it?"

Jiang Zhiyue nodded: "The arrow is poisonous, something the old doctor has never seen before."

"Even with the antidote pill, it still didn't work..."

Jiang Zhiyue's tears fell again. She couldn't control her emotions and threw herself into Lu Qingxiao's arms.

Lu Qingxiao raised his hands and hugged her, a look of grief appearing on his face.

Jiang Zhiyue whispered in his arms, "Top secret."

Lu Qingxiao had had contact with Emperor Rong An before, and he had another decree in his hand.

Since Jiang Zhiyue could say it, then Emperor Rong'an must have tacitly allowed her to say it.

Lu Qingxiao no longer hesitated and comforted her softly.

Then the two of them got up and went to the room where the Duke of England was.

Just after the two got up and left, a curious figure flashed past the door of Xuan Hall.

Jiang Zhiyue took Lu Qingxiao into the inner room and saw the person lying on the bed.

Lu Qingxiao looked at Jiang Zhiyue in confusion.

Judging from the information just revealed by Jiang Zhiyue, the person lying on the bed definitely cannot be the Duke of England.

Jiang Zhiyue shook his head slightly, and Lu Qingxiao accepted Jiang Zhiyue's reminder.

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After Lu Qingxiao came out of the inner room, the two went to Chunhui Hall again.

Old Madam Yan was so distraught over the misfortune that befell her eldest son that she could not get out of bed.

As Jiang Zhiyue's fiancé, since Lu Qingxiao came to the house, it was natural for him to visit the elders.

He went to Chunhui Hall, where King Xuan and his wife were also sitting.

When King Xuan saw Lu Qingxiao, he was surprised for a moment: "Wubing? You, why are you here?"

Lu Qingxiao sometimes really felt that King Xuan had a very strange mind.

He was not forced to leave the capital, so he could naturally return to the capital.

Fortunately, King Xuan knew that his question was a bit foolish, so he forced a smile and said, "It's good that you're here. Come and keep Ah Chan company."

When King Xuan said this, everyone's faces looked unhappy.

King Xuan and his wife both knew what the imperial physician said.

The imperial physician said that Duke Yingguo didn't have much time left, and everyone in his family was heartbroken.

Jiang Lingyun was unwilling to give up either, and now she posted a notice outside, asking any doctor who could detoxify to come and take a look at the Duke of England's injuries.

Therefore, almost everyone in the capital knew that the Duke of Ying would not live long.

The Duke of England had fought for his country for many years and had many injuries on his body. Now he was assassinated in his own house and his life was hanging by a thread. Many ordinary people spontaneously released river lanterns and prayed for the Duke of England.

Once the Duke of England incident happened, Jiang Hengdan and Yin Yue’s marriage was naturally delayed.

Everyone also felt that if the Duke of England died, the power of the Duke of England's Mansion would be much less than before.

After all, after the death of Duke Ying, Emperor Rong'an would definitely take back the military power of the 70,000 Yunhui Army.

Without military power, the Duke of England's Mansion is no longer as powerful as before.

Everyone was waiting to see whether the Yin family would cancel the engagement, but unexpectedly, upon hearing the news, the Yin family came to the door immediately and said that there was no rush for the marriage, and the most urgent thing was to first see the situation of the Duke of England.

But the British prince was about to die, and he also said that he wanted to arrange the marriage of his two children first.

Otherwise, once he died, Jiang Hengdan would have to observe mourning for three years.

Jiang Hengdan was unwilling at first. With her father in such a state, she really had no intention of getting married.

But Emperor Rong'an agreed, and even as compensation, he promised to confer the title of a county lady on Jiang Hengdan on her wedding day.

Therefore, in addition to taking care of Duke Yingguo and the old lady, Ming Yunwei and Qiao were also preparing for Jiang Hengdan's marriage.

Fortunately, everything had been prepared beforehand, so it wasn't too rushed.

Lu Qingxiao went in and met the old lady. The old lady was drowsy and could hardly recognize people.

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't bear it, so he turned around and walked out quickly.

Seeing her sister like this, Jiang Lingyun followed her out.

Hearing that someone followed out, Jiang Zhiyue quickly wiped away her tears.

Seeing that the person coming was his elder sister, Jiang Zhiyue even smiled.

Jiang Lingyun looked gloomy, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Do you really need to be so polite to my sister?"

Jiang Zhiyue bit her lip, looking at her sister's expression, and almost wanted to tell her about it.

But I can't say it.

Lu Qingxiao had other plans as Emperor Rong'an, so he asked Jiang Zhiyue to pass on the message.

Sister and King Xuan...

Jiang Zhiyue suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and gently hugged her sister: "Sister, I'm a little scared."

Jiang Lingyun's heart softened, and she raised her hand and patted her sister: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Sister will protect you."

The gentler the sister's attitude was, the sadder Jiang Zhiyue felt.

Jiang Lingyun has been exhausted these days and would cry quietly in private.

She never gave up, thinking that if she could find a way to detoxify... maybe, maybe her father could still be saved.

It’s not that Jiang Lingyun doesn’t accept her fate, but she always wants to struggle a little longer and try harder.

That's her father!

Jiang Lingyun coaxed her sister and wiped away her tears: "It's good that Lu Qingxiao is back. I feel relieved to have him by your side."

"Tomorrow, Hengdan is getting married, Ah Chan, cheer up."