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

After leaving the palace, Lu Qingxiao rushed into the Huben Camp and called Zhang He and others to the ring to practice boxing.

Two hours passed, and there were very few generals of rank left standing in the Huben Camp.

Zhang He was breathing heavily and beads of sweat were falling like rain.

He rolled his eyes and asked his major general, "Major General, does His Majesty think that we didn't do a good job on this mission?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhang He felt something was wrong.

The official business that was carried out outside the city this morning could not be more clean and efficient. How could Your Majesty not be satisfied?

Lu Qingxiao had been fighting fiercely with someone for the entire afternoon. His hair was now damp with moisture and a thin layer of sweat was gradually visible.

Hearing this, he glanced over and saw a drop of sweat dripping down his chin, making the color of his black clothes darker.

"I see you're not tired yet, give me a few more moves."

Lu Qingxiao threw a punch as he spoke. Zhang He hurriedly rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding being beaten black and blue by the major general.

"I am so tired. I can't fight anymore. Please spare me."

Zhang He could see that his young general was angry about something.

He wouldn't go forward and get into trouble!

Zhang He rolled his eyes, caught the two stunned deputies, and kicked each of them: "Go! Both of you come together! Beat up the Major General, and next time I will bring you good wine!"

Lu Qingxiao glanced at Zhang He with disdain, and raised his chin slightly: "What a promising person!"

The two deputy generals had arrived, and they stretched out a fierce fist on each side, aiming directly at Lu Qingxiao.

Under such a fierce punch attack, Lu Qingxiao raised his hand to meet the fists and took the two punches.

"Okay!" Zhang He was the first to cheer.

Lu Qingxiao gave him a glare, and Zhang He immediately closed his mouth and became as quiet as a chicken.

In less than three moves, the two deputy generals were knocked to the ground by Lu Qingxiao.

Lu Qingxiao shook off the sweat on his face and looked around, "No one is here?"

Everyone shook their heads. Such uniformity made them sigh that the entire Tiger Guard Battalion was truly united.

Lu Qingxiao sneered, took off the wristband in his hand, and said coldly: "Starting today, the training will be extended by one hour. Zhang He, two hours."

Zhang He's eyes widened, unable to believe what he heard: "Why should I add two hours?!"

Lu Qingxiao walked straight off the stage and threw the wristband on him, his phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent: "You talk too much."

Zhang He was dissatisfied and wanted to argue a few more words, but was held tightly by his deputy, "Deputy General, don't say anything, don't say anything. It won't be worth it if it becomes three hours!"

Zhang He paused, and then became obedient after being reminded.

The young general is very angry, so it is possible that it will take three hours.

Zhang He shook off his deputy, looking annoyed, "Look, what are you looking at! Go get some extra training, I'll come check it out myself later!"

Everyone originally wanted to see how the deputy general would provoke the major general, but who knew that the deputy general would listen to advice this time.

After being yelled at, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

When Lu Qingxiao returned to the tent, a bucket of cold water was poured over his head.

His messy hair stuck to his temples, revealing his rebellious and cold nature.

After all this trouble, Lu Qingxiao still couldn't get rid of the restlessness in his heart.

"Come here, prepare the horses."

Lu Qingxiao wiped his hair roughly, thought of someone, changed his clothes, and left the camp without stopping.

Zhang He, who came in a hurry, only got a handful of horse hoof dust.

Lu Qingxiao had no idea that Zhang He was behind him. He rode his horse at full speed all the way to the General's Mansion.

General Lu is the younger brother of Duke Lu, and Lu Qingxiao's second uncle.

"General, the eldest son is here!"

Lu Qingxiao is the first child among the younger generation, so he is also called the eldest son in the General’s Mansion.

General Lu was very happy to learn that Lu Qingxiao was coming.

"Come on, come on, have a few drinks with me. That stinky boy Gui Chi said that his wife couldn't stand the smell of alcohol, so he refused to drink with me! What an unfilial son!"

General Lu was a very burly man, and when he and Lu Qingxiao stood together, they looked more like father and son than Duke Lu did.

When Lu Qingxiao heard General Lu say that he wanted to drink, he did not refuse and sat opposite him.

General Lu looked up at him. Something was wrong. This kid was worried about something.

In the past, if you asked him to drink, let alone drink with him, it would be considered a kindness of the major general if he didn't throw away his bottle.

"Are you worried about something?" General Lu changed to a larger cup and poured wine for Lu Qingxiao.

Realizing General Lu's different treatment, Lu Qingxiao didn't say anything, just nodded, took the cup and drank it all.

"Tell me about it." General Lu smiled and poured another glass.

Lu Qingxiao drank it all again.

After two glasses of liquor, the restlessness seemed to be soothed a little.

But when they heard General Lu's words, they became even more agitated, and an emotion called annoyance appeared for the first time in a long time.

"me……"

Lu Qingxiao wanted to speak, but found himself at a loss for words.

General Lu became even more curious. What was it that Wubing found difficult to talk about?

Is it...

"You have someone you like?"

General Lu stood up in great surprise, shocked by his own idea.

Lu Qingxiao's expression froze.

General Lu didn't notice and comforted himself again: "It's not impossible. Which girl? How long have you known each other? How did you meet? Does she know that she is the one you like? When are you going to propose?"

General Lu threw out a series of questions, hitting Lu Qingxiao on the head.

After asking the question, General Lu was still looking forward to Lu Qingxiao's answer.

Lu Qingxiao was silent for a long time, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

But General Lu was so anxious that he slapped his thigh and yelled at him: "Speak!"

General Lu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Except for a little redness in the corners of Lu Qingxiao's eyes, his expression was still stern.

"Get out if you don't want to talk! You're making fun of me!" General Lu lost his patience and wanted to throw the man out.

Lu Qingxiao grabbed General Lu's hand and looked up at him, with some confusion in his eyes: "What is a loved one?"

"What?" General Lu scratched his ears, unable to believe what he heard.

Lu Qingxiao's doubts did not seem fake, and General Lu was speechless.

As his eldest nephew, he has not yet begun to fall in love, so this... this question is reasonable.

"The one you love is the one you like. It's... how should I put it? You will miss her! You worry about her and want to give her the best things! You want to see her happy and want to be happy with her!"

Lu Qingxiao frowned slightly, and General Lu immediately stopped talking and carefully tested him: "Don't you want to?"

"Not really." Lu Qingxiao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

General Lu was so annoyed that he scratched his head. He poured himself a cup and raised his hand to drink it.

Lu Qingxiao glanced at General Lu and said seriously, "I also want to do something for her."

"Oh? Tell me quickly!" General Lu excitedly poured a second cup to calm himself down.

Lu Qingxiao said: "Choose a husband for her."

"puff--"

Lu Qingxiao calmly wiped the remaining wine off his face and said, "I didn't choose the right one."

"Cough cough cough..."

For a moment, the only sound in the room was General Lu's violent coughing.