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

The relationship between the Lin family and the Prince of Wei's Mansion was exposed, and Lin Jingqiu became an unsafe factor in the Duke of Ying's Mansion.

Mr. Jiang's intention was to eliminate it to prevent future troubles.

Jiang Zhiyue and Duke Yingguo said in unison: "No."

Master Jiang was startled, and looked at Jiang Zhiyue first: "I can understand if your father disagrees."

"But Ah Chan, she hurt you so much, you still want to spare her life?"

"It's not for me, it's for the Duke's Mansion." Jiang Zhiyue explained: "It's easy to just get rid of Lin Jingqiu, there will definitely be others."

"As long as the other party is willing, there will be a steady stream of people coming to inquire about the news."

Master Jiang frowned slightly, "That being said, we don't have to be so afraid of the Prince of Wei's Mansion."

Jiang Zhiyue shook his head slightly, glanced at the Duke of Yingguo, and whispered: "She is Jiang Nianshi's biological mother, and there is nothing wrong with her face. Even if the old lady of Guangchang Marquis's Mansion said that she had joined forces with her, there is no actual evidence."

"Achan means that instead of getting rid of Lin, it is better to keep Lin and see what other tricks she has."

Jiang Tiyu took over her sister's words and added to her meaning.

Mr. Jiang gave Duke Yingguo a bad look and said nothing more.

Compared to the situation where he and his eldest brother only had two brothers, there were more children in the Duke's Mansion of this generation.

Therefore, Mr. Jiang always has a warm attitude towards children.

Even though he hated Lin Jingqiu, he did not treat Jiang Nianshi differently.

Whenever there was something to bring back home, every child would have it, and Jiang Nianshi was no exception.

If Lin Jingqiu is to die, Jiang Nianshi must also be taken into consideration.

He is already four years old and knows clearly who his biological mother is. He will not forget Lin Jingqiu just because he is raised by Aunt Lian.

Master Jiang thought about it and felt so annoyed for the first time.

Precisely because Lin was the concubine of Duke Yingguo and Jiang Nianshi was the child of his eldest brother, no matter what methods he had, he could not go against his eldest brother's wishes to deal with these two people.

Seeing that her eldest grandson and youngest granddaughter had both made up their minds, the old lady turned to the Duke of Ying and said, "You are the lord of this prefecture. It is time for you to make a decision."

"Lin has committed a grave mistake and has a vicious heart. He should be beaten to death."

Duke Ying looked at the old lady and made his position clear: "Even if she is not dead, she cannot stay in the manor any longer. Send her to the manor and keep her under strict supervision."

Master Jiang frowned slightly. The Lin family was full of tricks. If they sent people to the manor, he might not be able to keep an eye on them.

Jiang Zhiyue saw through his uncle's worries and said to Ying Guo: "Not right. Lin's confinement in Qiushuiju can spread the news. Zhuangzi is far away from the emperor and can't do anything about it."

Jiang Zhiyue had no intention of letting Lin Jingqiu go, as she always harbored ill will towards him.

If we let him out, he might cause trouble, so it's better to keep him under our noses and keep an eye on him.

The Duke of England looked at his youngest daughter with a complicated look, and when he heard her say this, he looked away for a moment.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't care about the Duke of England's avoidance. He just lowered his head and waited quietly for his decision.

Jiang Tiyu keenly noticed her sister's mood fading, and felt distressed.

The person who suffered the most from Lin Jingqiu was Achan, and it just so happened that Lin Jingqiu was my father's concubine.

Achan cannot deal with Lin Jingqiu personally.

Jiang Zhiyue lowered her eyes. She knew that her father loved her and she also knew that her father had feelings for Lin Jingqiu.

She tried hard not to care, but the hatred in her heart couldn't help but burst out.

The lives lost by Lin Jingqiu were real, and she didn’t want Lin Jingqiu to have an easy time.

If...if father is soft-hearted, then let her do it herself and make Lin Jingqiu suffer a miserable fate.

During the quarter of an hour that the Duke of England was silent, Jiang Zhiyue almost instantly thought of the worst outcome.

She accepted that her father was unable to deal with Lin Jingqiu, but she would do it herself.

The Duke of England was actually a very perceptive person. He saw from the corner of his eye that his little daughter's hand hidden in her sleeve was trembling slightly, and he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Duke Ying closed his eyes and made a decision: "Let Lin become seriously ill and confine her in Pinghu Residence. Replace all the people serving her and keep a close eye on her."

Jiang Zhiyue looked up at the Duke of England, with surprise and suspicion in his eyes.

Master Jiang curled the corner of his mouth, his elder brother's brain finally came online.

"As for Nian Shi, let's leave him to Aunt Lian to raise. Let's order someone to deal with the wet nurse beside him. She deserves to die for not being able to distinguish between her master's things."

The old lady nodded her head at the Duke of England's decision, obviously agreeing: "Since you have made the decision, this matter will be handled according to your words."

"I'm tired after a day of hard work. Let's go back and rest."

The old lady spoke and everyone left.

After leaving Chunhui Hall, Duke Ying called Jiang Zhiyue, "Achan, come with me to the study."

Jiang Zhiyue paused for a moment and said, "Father, I'm a little tired and want to rest early."

The Duke of England frowned slightly and was about to say that it wouldn't take much time, but when he saw Mr. Jiang's fierce eyes, which looked like he wanted to eat him, he stopped talking.

"Well, then you go back and have a good rest." The Duke of England sighed.

Jiang Zhiyue pretended not to hear the Duke of England's sigh and said goodbye to his brother.

Master Jiang watched the two children leave, looked at the Duke of England with a cold gaze, and felt a little refreshed.

It's right. I asked you to spend less time focusing on the camp affairs on weekdays. It's right that Achan doesn't get close to you!

Mr. Jiang took a look at the excitement and was about to leave, but was stopped by the Duke of England.

"Pingzhang, talk to big brother."

Mr. Jiang Er, whose name was Zhuo and whose courtesy name was Pingzhang.

Hearing his elder brother's depressed tone unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang's gloating thoughts became even stronger.

"What's wrong? Achan stopped talking to you and came to find me?" Master Jiang looked at his elder brother jokingly.

Although the Duke of England knew that his brother was laughing at him, he still nodded calmly: "You are the only one talking to me."

Mr. Jiang's smile froze. His elder brother sometimes appeared to be extremely foolish but appeared to be very wise, which always touched people's hearts.

This pitiful act really makes my brother soft-hearted.

"Let's go, let's go. Who made me soft-hearted?"

Mr. Jiang let the Duke of England drag him away, muttering to himself.

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Jiang Tiyu escorted Jiang Zhiyue all the way back to Yansiyuan. When he reached the door, he stopped and touched Jiang Zhiyue's head: "If you are tired, take a good rest. Brother is here and will always protect you."

Jiang Zhiyue nodded and forced a smile, but Jiang Tiyu pinched his face.

"Brother...it hurts!"

Jiang Zhiyue slapped his brother's hand away, and looked at Jiang Tiyu with his beautiful eyes as black as jade, aggrievedly.

Jiang Tiyu laughed instead, "That's right."

"What?" Jiang Zhiyue's eyes showed confusion.

Jiang Tiyu smiled gently at her sister: "Laugh if you want to laugh, turn your face away if you are unhappy, and complain if you are wronged."

"In front of my brother, Chan never needs to pretend."

"Brother will trust A-chan unconditionally and protect A-chan."

Looking at his brother who was still as gentle as the spring breeze, Jiang Zhiyue finally couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, sobbing and shedding tears.