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

Jiang Zhiyue has a happy married life.

Her mother-in-law, Princess Boyang, especially loved her and treated her like the apple of her eye.

All kinds of treasures are pushed to Jiang Zhiyue, who is even closer to him than his own mother.

As for his own son, I don’t know where he was thrown.

Because the Mansion of Duke Lu and the Mansion of General Lu are separate residences but not separate families, on the day of paying respects, the general's wife also came with her family and children.

Jiang Zhiyue is a little younger than Xue Linglong, but the two of them hit it off when they met and they became frequent visitors.

Lu Chaoxia, the sister-in-law from the next room, is also very attached to Jiang Zhiyue.

The two of them were very enthusiastic and took Jiang Zhiyue to visit the Princess's Mansion as an excuse. They occupied Jiang Zhiyue for a long time, but were finally driven away by Lu Qingxiao who could no longer bear it.

Xue Linglong got married, so she naturally knew that Lu Qingxiao loved his new wife very much and would not want to be separated from her for too long.

A little girl like Lu Chaoxia didn't know this and she was still clinging to Jiang Zhiyue and refused to let go.

If Jiang Zhiyue hadn't said that they would meet more often in the future, she would not have been willing to leave.

Lu Qingxiao always likes to carry her in his arms when he walks. Jiang Zhiyue was a little embarrassed at first, but now she has gotten used to it.

While Lu Qingxiao was holding Jiang Zhiyue and walking towards Cangshan Courtyard, he said curiously: "Chaoxia is not a timid child, she likes you very much."

Jiang Zhiyue boldly hugged Lu Qingxiao's neck and said with a smile: "Husband, you like me too."

Lu Qingxiao laughed and nodded in agreement: "Yes, my husband likes you too, he likes you the most, he only likes you."

Jiang Zhiyue even wondered if married men would automatically unlock the ability to speak sweet words.

Otherwise, how to describe Lu Qingxiao now?

He is completely different from the Lu Qingxiao before he got married.

He can come up with any words to make people happy.

Jiang Zhiyue held Lu Qingxiao's face and asked seriously, "Did my husband read some incredible book? Why do you talk so much after getting married?"

Lu Qingxiao was always amused by Xiaoyue's thoughts, so he deliberately asked, "Hmm? Do you dislike your husband for talking too much?"

"Not really."

Jiang Zhiyue nuzzled him affectionately: "It's just that I feel like I never knew my husband so well before."

Lu Qingxiao rubbed her nose and said, "I'll take you to the study to play."

Jiang Zhiyue nodded, and Lu Qingxiao carried her to the study.

After getting married, Jiang Zhiyue rarely came to Lu Qingxiao's study.

When she heard Lu Qingxiao say that he would take her to the study to play, she thought there was something fun there.

She walked towards the desk and saw the flying rainbow painting she had given him before, and discovered that there seemed to be something extra on it.

When she looked closely, she found that there was a pavilion and two little figures on the waterfall.

"Lu Qingxiao, come here quickly."

Jiang Zhiyue quickly called Lu Qingxiao to his side and asked Lu Qingxiao to look.

Lu Qingxiao smiled: "Finally found it."

Jiang Zhiyue looked at him in surprise: "Is this the fun thing you mentioned?"

Lu Qingxiao smiled and said, "Is it one of them?"

Jiang Zhiyue understood. It seemed that this person had hidden a lot of good things in the study.

Jiang Zhiyue was thirsty, so he poured himself some tea. Lu Qingxiao happened to come over, and Jiang Zhiyue accidentally spilled all the tea on Lu Qingxiao's clothes.

Lu Qingxiao had no choice but to take off his outer shirt and untie the belt of his inner shirt.

Jiang Zhiyue saw his strong and sturdy waist and subconsciously looked away.

Seeing that his young wife was so shy, Lu Qingxiao deliberately didn't tie it and just waved it in front of her.

Jiang Zhiyue glared at him and said, "Put on your clothes."

Lu Qingxiao chuckled, "I can't wear it. It's wet."

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly said boldly: "Then take it off."

Lu Qingxiao raised his eyebrows: "Xiaoyue, are you sure?"

Jiang Zhiyue nodded and raised his chin: "Take it off."

Lu Qingxiao smiled and slowly took off his shirt in front of Jiang Zhiyue, revealing his strong chest, abdomen and arms.

This was the first time that Jiang Zhiyue saw Lu Qingxiao's figure so directly.

She blinked and heard a muffled laugh.

Jiang Zhiyue looked over angrily, and it was indeed that bastard Lu Qingxiao.

"Why are you laughing? Don't laugh!"

When the little girl gets angry, she appears very strong.

But in Lu Qingxiao's opinion, he prefers this carefree little moon.

Jiang Zhiyue rolled his eyes, pulled Lu Qingxiao to the desk, and asked him to grind ink for him.

Lu Qingxiao frowned, quite puzzled: "Me, now? Grinding ink?"

"Will you grind it?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Lu Qingxiao arrogantly. His bossy little look made him love him so much that he naturally obeyed him in everything.

Lu Qingxiao ground ink for the little girl. When the ink was ready, Lu Qingxiao was ready to spread the paper for Jiang Zhiyue.

But he was stopped by Jiang Zhiyue.

She looked at Lu Qingxiao with a smile and called him "husband" in a tender voice.

Lu Qingxiao knew that she was going to do something bad, so he stood there quietly, waiting for the little girl to come up with a bad idea.

Jiang Zhiyue held a wolf-hair brush in his hand, dipped it into the ink slowly, held Lu Qingxiao's arm with one hand, and said proudly, "Write here."

When Lu Qingxiao heard this, his eyes instantly became deep.

But the little girl was in a playful mood and didn't notice the change in Lu Qingxiao's eyes at all.

Lu Qingxiao tensed his arms and let the little girl write on his arms.

Jiang Zhiyue's calligraphy is very good. He only uses wolf-hair brush to write, using his arm as paper, but it does not feel like real paper.

Lu Qingxiao only felt his heart beating faster and faster, and the only thing in his eyes was the little girl with wolf-hair fingers.

A line of frontier poetry can just fill up an arm.

Lu Qingxiao chuckled, with a bit of naughty temptation, he led the little girl's hand to her chest and abdomen, "There is still room here, we have to finish writing a poem, okay?"

Jiang Zhiyue originally wanted to leave after finishing writing, but when she saw Lu Qingxiao's look that seemed to show that he couldn't afford to have fun, she suddenly became excited.

The little one looks very arrogant.

"Just write!"

Lu Qingxiao succeeded and moved slightly closer to the girl, his breath lingering around hers, feeling somewhat sweet.

Some of the girls lacked concentration and their hands began to shake badly before they even finished writing a poem.

"You are a scoundrel..."

"Well, then I'll hold your hand and write..."

"don't want……"

"Yes. My little moon, you have to write."

……

The two of them played around in the study for the whole afternoon, and in the end Jiang Zhiyue came back from the study in his arms.

When Jiang Zhiyue woke up, he thought about what ridiculous things he and Lu Qingxiao had done, and immediately shrank back into the quilt like an ostrich.

"What a shame!"

Jiang Zhiyue swore that she would never write frontier poems again!

It’s all Lu Qingxiao’s fault!

Lu Qingxiao came forward in his undershirt and pulled his beloved wife out from under the quilt: "Don't let yourself get hurt."

Jiang Zhiyue was so angry that he bit him with his upper teeth: "You are too embarrassed to see anyone, you bastard!"

The little girl's face turned red with anger, and Lu Qingxiao coaxed her softly: "No one saw it."

Jiang Zhiyue cried in grievance.

Lu Qingxiao held the girl in his arms, "No one dares to say it, huh?"

"I was wrong. I won't mess around in the study anymore."

"you swear!"

"I swear."