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

Jiang Zhiyue has been holding it in for too long.

This was the first time since her rebirth that she cried without restraint in front of her brother.

Jiang Tiyu hugged his sister with a look of heartache and patted her back silently.

His way of coaxing people is still as skillful as when he was a child.

But Jiang Tiyu knew that her sister was not crying for any toys or snacks this time.

"Cry, just cry."

Jiang Tiyu gently comforted her sister, and an unspeakable bitterness surged in her heart.

For the first time, Jiang Tiyu felt blameful towards his father.

In the end, Jiang Zhiyue couldn't remember whether she fainted from crying or was too tired to cry. When she woke up, Changying was standing by her bed.

Changying is a light sleeper and wakes up at the slightest noise.

Noticing that Jiang Zhiyue had woken up, she immediately looked up: "Miss."

Jiang Zhiyue felt her eyes were sore, and Changying immediately twisted a cold handkerchief over to her, "Miss, you cried so hard, your eyes must be hurting, apply some."

Jiang Zhiyue closed her eyes obediently and let Changying apply cold compress to her.

"Brother...did you say anything?" Jiang Zhiyue raised his hand and pressed the handkerchief, asking in a muffled voice.

Chang Ying shook his head and whispered, "The eldest master just said that the young lady was tired and asked you to have a good rest."

The handkerchief gradually became cooler, Jiang Zhiyue took it off, and Changying replaced it with another one.

She shrank back at the coolness of the new handkerchief touching her face.

After a hearty cry, Jiang Zhiyue's depression suddenly dissipated a lot.

So much so that when she thought about her father wanting to talk to her just now and how helpless he looked after she rejected him, she suddenly felt relieved.

Her relationship with her father was indeed not as close as that with her grandmother and second uncle.

She was able to act like a spoiled brat with her father before, but it wasn't a sign of closeness.

It was just a stopgap measure to make Lin Jingqiu's plan fail, taking advantage of his father's love.

In her previous life, under the influence of Lin Jingqiu, she became arrogant and unreasonable, and her father scolded her many times for this.

After being reborn, her impression of her father didn't change much.

She was still a little afraid of her father, and... didn't trust him that much.

She was surprised when her father said he wanted to make Lin Jingqiu seriously ill and ordered people to monitor her day and night.

I was surprised at my father's choice, but soon I felt that it was reasonable.

Jiang Zhiyue, who has experienced a lifetime, knows clearly that if compared with anyone else, his father will choose the Duke of England's Mansion.

…Even she is no exception.

Things seemed to be developing in the direction he had expected, but Jiang Zhiyue couldn't calm down at all at that time.

That's why she chose to avoid him when the Duke of England wanted to talk to her.

Jiang Zhiyue thought quickly in his mind. If nothing unexpected happened, Lin Jingqiu would be fed medicine today.

"Go and find out the news about Pinghuju later. Keep a close eye on everyone and everything that leaves there. Don't let any of them go."

Jiang Zhiyue took off the handkerchief and looked at Changying: "You should also check where Lin Jingqiu had placed people when he was in power before. Be more careful."

Changying took the handkerchief and nodded: "Yes, I will check it carefully."

Chang Hui just came over with some sweet cheese, with a small dish of dominoes on the side.

These are Jiang Zhiyue’s favorite sweets, and they are also the habits that her second uncle instilled in her when she was a child.

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes fell on the dominoes, and he said softly, "Have you thanked my second uncle for me?"

Chang Hui was stunned and whispered, "It was sent by Lord Du Feng."

Du Feng?

It was sent by my father?

Jiang Zhiyue was surprised. She really didn't expect this.

-

“Is it useful or not?”

The Duke of England walked around the study angrily, and finally scratched his hair and looked at Master Jiang anxiously.

Master Jiang drank his tea slowly and said, "It works. I have been coaxing Chan like this since she was a child."

Duke Ying looked at Master Jiang suspiciously, then suddenly realized, "That's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Master Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

The Duke of England's brows were twisted like a rag towel: "I sent it according to your method! Didn't Ah Chan misunderstand that it was you who sent it? "

Master Jiang sneered: "Do you think Ah Chan is the same as you? I asked Du Feng to send it off, she must know."

Duke Yingguo was speechless, like a big black bear that suddenly lost its energy. He squatted beside Master Jiang, with sadness evident in all his hair.

Seeing this, Master Jiang bit his back teeth so hard that they almost broke: "Stop pretending! You've already used it once!!"

The Duke of England hummed, shook himself twice, and chuckled, "Pingzhang, don't be so irritable."

Master Jiang glared at the Duke of England in an unpleasant manner.

just!

Just now!

His elder brother tricked him into coming to the study room with a pitiful look on his face, and blocked the door with a dozen personal guards, asking him to tell him how to coax Ah Chan.

Now he is trying to pretend to be a pitiful father in front of him!

Bah! He won't be fooled!

What A Niang said was right, his elder brother is not an ordinary black-hearted person!

If he was really stupid, how could he sit firmly on the position of Duke of England, command an army of 70,000 and become the confidant of the saint!

He just doesn't like to rack his brain and leave everything to a smart guy like him!

Master Jiang closed his eyes, complaining madly in his heart.

The Duke of England stared at the door eagerly, waiting for Du Feng to reply.

After waiting for a long time, there was a knock on the door and the Duke of England quickly asked someone to come in.

Du Feng held a small brocade bag in his hand and handed it to the Duke of England, saying, "This is what the Sixth Miss asked me to pass on to the Duke."

Master Jiang snorted and laughed from his abdomen, saying in a sarcastic tone, "Pass it on to the Duke~"

Du Feng lowered his head, pretending not to hear the Second Master's strange accent.

The Duke of England didn't care at all. He reached out and took the brocade bag and opened it. Inside was a amulet from the Huguo Temple.

When Master Jiang saw this, he said sourly, "Some people only coaxed Ah Chan once and got the amulet. Some people coaxed Ah Chan for more than ten years and never saw what the amulet looked like."

The Duke of England's joyful expression paused.

Mr. Jiang thought that he would at least take a look at it, but he didn't expect that the guy would speed up and put the amulet into the brocade bag, and then hide it in his arms swiftly.

Then she turned around and faced him, as if nothing had happened.

Mr. Jiang was shocked. "Can you at least give me a look? Huh?"

The British Duke pretended to be stupid: "What are you looking at? Oh, let me tell you..."

"What the hell! I have to see it!"

Master Jiang swore rarely, stood up and reached into the Duke of England's arms!

Du Feng hurriedly left the study and closed the door tightly!

Soon, the sound of fighting was heard coming from the study.

Du Feng pricked up his ears and listened. The attack was really ruthless. It sounded like every punch hit the flesh and there was no mercy at all.

Du Feng silently pulled the study door tightly, trying not to let anyone get out.

After about a quarter of an hour, the study finally quieted down.

Du Feng did not dare to be careless and still guarded the study door.

as predicted--

"Snapped!"

It sounded like something porcelain hitting the door.

Du Feng couldn't help but tremble, not knowing whether it was the Second Master who smashed it or the Duke.