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

"Xie Yi! Xie Yi?"

Jiang Zhiyue didn't know why Xie Yi appeared here.

Xie Ji's aim was very good, and the arrow went straight through Xie Yi's left chest.

She almost knelt on the ground, half-supporting Xie Yi. Xie Yi's mouth was full of blood and his chest was also covered in blood.

"Sixth Miss Sixth... just, Dangyi, please forgive the Xie family."

This was the first time that Xie Yi was so close to the little fairy in his heart, and he tried hard to smile.

But he could also clearly feel severe pain that he had never felt before, and even weakness in his hands and feet.

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Xie Yi's clear eyes. She felt like she was hit hard by something, and her nose was sour: "You, why are you so stupid?"

"I'll jump down, they can't catch me. I can swim, I can swim, you idiot."

"Why did you save me?!"

Jiang Zhiyue's tears fell heavily. She didn't understand, is it worth it?

Is she worthy of Xie Yi doing this?

Risk your life to save her?

When Xie Yi saw the fairy he loved crying for him, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He and she were never destined to be together.

He forced a smile, and his already thin face became even paler. "Yi doesn't want Sixth Miss to suffer damage to her body. This is Yi's selfish desire. Please, Sixth Miss, don't blame me."

Jiang Zhiyue could no longer hear the sound of swords and swords fighting beside him, only the increasingly weak voice of the young man in front of him.

"Yi's action is to forgive the Xie family. Sixth Miss... don't... think too much."

Xie Yi spoke with his last breath, looked at his father who was struggling on the ground not far away under the pressure of Jiang Tiyu, and closed his eyes with tears in his eyes.

"Xie Yi? Xie Yi, don't die, Xie Yi!"

Jiang Zhiyue tried desperately to cover the wound on Xie Yi's body to stop the bleeding. She forced Xie Yi's mouth open and stuffed the heart-protecting pill into his mouth.

But Xie Yi couldn't swallow it.

Jiang Zhiyue almost collapsed as she looked at Xie Yi. She begged in a pitiful voice, “Xie Yi, swallow it, swallow it… please, please swallow it.”

She used all the first aid methods the old doctor had taught her. She placed her fingers on Xie Yi's jaw and stroked his neck, trying to use his physiological reaction to make him swallow it.

Useless.

No matter what she did, Xie Yi didn't react at all.

She quickly wiped away her tears, found a small porcelain bottle of medicine from her body and poured it on Xie Yi's wound.

After she fell a little, the sound of swords and knives around her stopped.

Her hand was held.

Jiang Zhiyue looked up in a daze and saw a familiar and cold face. Her tears burst out again.

"Lu Qingxiao... why did you come just now... why did you come just now!"

Jiang Zhiyue cried, trying to break free from his hand, pointing at Xie Yi: "Save him..."

Lu Qingxiao looked at the little girl in front of him covered in blood, his eyes blurred with tears, and his heart felt like it was being tortured to death.

Lu Qingxiao half-knelt beside Jiang Zhiyue, reached out to feel Xie Yi's breathing and pulse, and finally shook his head under Jiang Zhiyue's expectant eyes.

Jiang Zhiyue stared at Xie Yi, who had stopped breathing, in shock, with mixed feelings.

Seeing Lu Qingxiao shaking his head, Xie Ji finally burst into a desperate cry: "Yier——"

Xie Ji never imagined that the arrow he shot at Jiang Zhiyue would become the death warrant of his youngest son.

He... killed his beloved little son with his own hands?

Xie Ji refused to believe it, and he didn't understand why this little eunuch was Xie Yi.

How could it be, how could it be Xie Yi?

Why is it Xie Yi!

Ying Shuo glanced at Jiang Tiyu. At this moment, Wen Yanzhen, Xie Ji, as well as the Xie family's soldiers and Yulin Guards had been controlled by the Yunhui Army and the soldiers of the Huben Camp who had hurriedly arrived.

Xie Ji kept struggling, trying to take a look at Xie Yi who was a few steps away from him.

"Let him go."

Ying Shuo said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiyu withdrew his hand indifferently and walked quickly towards Jiang Zhiyue.

Xie Ji was stunned for a moment, then he crawled to Xie Yi's side. When he saw Xie Yi's face clearly, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

The gray hair on his temples turned white at this moment...

"Yier, Yier..."

"Open your eyes and look at me. It's Daddy..."

"Yi'er!"

Xie Ji wailed in agony while holding Xie Yi's body, looking disheveled and pitiful.

Jiang Zhiyue's tears were still there as she stared at Xie Ji and said word by word, "You killed Xie Yi."

"You're talking nonsense!" Xie Ji raised his head suddenly, like an angry old lion: "The person I want to kill is obviously you!"

Lu Qingxiao and Jiang Tiyu stood in front of Jiang Zhiyue together, fearing that Xie Ji would suddenly attack and hurt someone.

Jiang Zhiyue pushed aside his brother and lover, stood in front of Xie Ji, and said coldly: "Do you know that the first thing he said to me was that this arrow was his atonement for the Xie family."

"From the moment you committed the act of treason, he was destined to die."

"Even if it wasn't your arrow, you still killed him!"

Every word Jiang Zhiyue said seemed to be a torture to Xie Ji. Xie Ji cried bitterly while holding Xie Yi's body.

Looking at Xie Ji like this, Jiang Zhiyue didn't feel any sympathy at all.

Xie Ji deserved it. In her previous life, she cried much more miserably than Xie Ji.

But she felt pity for Xie Yi, a gentleman with good manners, but his father had ruined his loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, and righteousness for his country and the world.

Ying Shuo no longer hesitated, "Separate the people and take them away."

"Yes!"

The Yun Hui army immediately stepped forward and took Xie Ji away. He was still calling Xie Yi's name, tears streaming down his face, looking both pitiful and hateful.

Lu Qingxiao looked down at Jiang Zhiyue, who clenched her hands tightly. She quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Hurry to Wenhe Hall. The Queen Mother and Sister have been taken away."

Ying Shuo and Jiang Tiyu looked at each other immediately, and then they led their people to Wenhe Hall.

Lu Qingxiao looked at Jiang Zhiyue, "Will you come with me?"

Jiang Zhiyue nodded, King Xuan and his brother rushed into the Wenhe Hall, and Lu Qingxiao naturally had to find another way.

"Walk."

Lu Qingxiao handed the crossbow he had prepared to Jiang Zhiyue, "Can you still use it?"

Jiang Zhiyue nodded seriously: "I can do it, believe me."

Lu Qingxiao's eyes fell on her face for a moment, and then he gave an order: "Soldiers of the Tiger Camp, listen up, follow me and sneak into the Wenhe Hall!"

"Yes!"

Wen Yan, whose hands and feet were tied, looked at all this in disbelief. How could this happen? How could this happen!

Why did Lu Qingxiao come with the Huben Battalion?

Where is Wei Hanyu? Where is Youyun Huijun?

What went wrong? The palace that she originally thought was impregnable seemed to be completely vulnerable!

"Jiang Zhiyue! Come back! Come back!"

Wen Yanzhen screamed frantically: "Why! Why is this happening!"

Jiang Zhiyue looked back at Wen Yanzhen, then left with Lu Qingxiao without looking back.

Wen Yanzhen couldn't help but burst into tears. She lost... This time she lost completely.

She looked at Jiang Tiyu who was already gone, and seemed to remember something, and laughed to herself. This laughter was particularly creepy in the palace where corpses were strewn all over the place.

Jiang Tiyu, who is supposed to be in mourning, is actually here... How ridiculous.