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

The news that a little beauty was made to cry by the major general's training spread quickly.

At first, those who didn’t know the truth thought that the young general was again ruthless and made the girl cry.

But when they learned that the little beauty had called the young general Prince Lingzhao and was scolded and cried, everyone fell silent.

Lu Qingxiao was born with the talent of a general. He had made great military achievements at a young age. Naturally, everyone admired his outstanding military achievements.

Therefore, the title of Prince Lingzhao, which was bestowed upon him since birth, was tacitly forgotten by everyone since he became famous in one battle at the age of twelve.

After all, between real military achievements and the honorary title of a prince, everyone would admire the strong more, right?

At that moment, Lin Yuzhong felt deeply wronged and ashamed, and ran out of the lakeside garden crying.

She didn't run fast, so Duan Hongyu caught up with her easily.

"Miss, don't take it to heart. The young general has a violent temper and has always disliked being called the Prince of Lingzhao County, so it is understandable that he got angry."

Duan Hongyu looked at the little girl in front of him who was crying with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of pity, her expression was full of weakness and helplessness.

Lin Yuzhong didn't expect Duan Hongyu to chase after her. With tears in her beautiful eyes, she looked at him timidly and whispered in defense: "It's Yuzhong's fault. I shouldn't have angered the young general... and implicated the prince."

Seeing that she was so aggrieved and still caring about him, Duan Hongyu felt that the beauty in front of him was kind and sincere.

"It's okay, but you've been wronged, don't bother with the Major General."

Duan Hongyu wanted to cheer Lin Yuzhong up, so he made some jokes to tease her.

Facing a young man from an aristocratic family like Duan Hongyu, Lin Yuzhong whispered to himself to cheer himself up and soon began to laugh.

Seeing that she finally laughed, Duan Hongyu started laughing too.

"Let me take you to talk to my cousins. They are kind and easy to get along with."

The beauty burst into laughter after being coaxed by him, and Duan Hongyu felt a sense of responsibility in his heart. He had to protect her from being bullied.

Lin Yuzhong thought that she had lost such a big person in the pot-to-pot field, so she naturally couldn't go back.

After thinking for a while, she showed a hesitant look: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate. The prince is of noble status, and I'm just the daughter of a fifth-rank official. If others see me, they will think I'm deliberately trying to curry favor with him..."

Duan Hongyu was stunned. He didn't expect this.

He immediately said, "How could that be! The girl has a noble character and a kind heart. Isn't such a kind heart worthy of Hong Yu's humble attitude and friendship?"

Lin Yuzhong was still a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Duan Hongyu felt that the other party was of pure character and had no intention of currying favor with the powerful.

"Hong Yu is so rude. I haven't asked for your name yet."

Seeing Duan Hongyu treat him so politely, Lin Yuzhong remembered what his aunt once said -

Duan Hongyu is a gentleman with a kind nature.

Now it seems that what my aunt said was absolutely right.

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The lakeside garden and the pitching-pot field.

Lu Qingxiao picked up a bunch of grapes, found a place at random, and sat down lazily.

Everyone's eyes were on him for a moment, and no one moved.

Lu Qingxiao, on the other hand, glanced at the people present with his phoenix eyes: "What are you standing there for? Is there a target on my face?"

Seeing that he had no intention of participating, everyone slowly became active again.

Jiang Wanbai gently tugged at the corner of Jiang Zhiyue's clothes and whispered, "What did the young general mean by that just now?"

Jiang Zhiyue was annoyed with Lu Qingxiao at the moment. When he heard Jiang Wanbai's question, he said calmly, "If you want to know, go ask yourself."

Jiang Wanbai hit a snag, she pouted and walked aside.

Jiang Hengdan and Jiang Fuyao were also called by others to play the game of pitching pots.

Jiang Tiyu found a table and sat down, several feet away from Lu Qingxiao, making sure that he couldn't hear her, and called Jiang Zhiyue over as well.

Immediately, a maid came to serve tea. Jiang Tiyu took the teapot and said, "Go away. You don't need to serve me."

The maidservant left as instructed.

He poured a cup of tea for his sister and pushed it in front of her: "Achan, are you familiar with the Major General?"

Jiang Zhiyue held the teacup in her palm and recalled her last two meetings with Lu Qingxiao.

Is it familiar?

"Not familiar." God knows why he is crazy.

Only in front of his brother did Jiang Zhiyue show some emotions.

She didn't understand what Lu Qingxiao meant. If she said that it was Princess Boyang's words that made Lu Qingxiao so obedient, she didn't believe a word of it.

Jiang Tiyu wanted to say something, but Jiang Zhiyue motioned him to turn back.

Jiang Tiyu saw a group of people passing by from a small arch bridge. The girl in the lead was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was heading towards this direction with great momentum.

Jiang Zhiyue did not move until the girl walked in front of her. She stood up slowly and bowed, "Greetings, Princess Lan Ning."

The girl was stunned. She was first amazed by Jiang Zhiyue's appearance, and then she looked at her with wide eyes: "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes were clear, and he met her gaze without being humble or arrogant. "Princess Lan Ning has an extraordinary demeanor. She looks very much like the princess, and is very easy to recognize."

After listening to this, Princess Lan Ning raised her chin proudly, obviously agreeing with Jiang Zhiyue's words.

She walked around Jiang Zhiyue and looked him up and down from head to toe.

"What did Princess Lan Ning see?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Princess Lan Ning with a faint smile, as if he had no idea that Princess Lan Ning was here to cause trouble.

Princess Lan Ning was interrupted twice by Jiang Zhiyue. She was not stupid, so she naturally realized that Jiang Zhiyue did it on purpose.

"You are quite clever." Princess Lan Ning proudly sat in front of Jiang Zhiyue: "You knew that I was going to cause trouble for you, but you didn't hide or avoid it, but faced it head-on."

"Do you want me to praise you?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked calm, lowering his eyes slightly, "May I ask what trouble the princess is looking for?"

Princess Lan Ning didn't expect Jiang Zhiyue to ask so directly, and her arrogant look froze for a moment.

Then Princess Lan Ning muttered, "Why don't you play by the rules?"

Jiang Zhiyue smiled: "Princess, what do you think is common sense?"

"This is simply nonsense!" said a pink-shirted girl behind Princess Lan Ning with a bad look on her face.

Jiang Zhiyue gave way to Princess Lan Ning because this was the home ground of Prince Fu's Mansion.

This doesn't mean she will give in to anyone.

Jiang Zhiyue raised his eyes and glared at the man: "Then you tell me, if you don't tell me anything, how about I give you trouble instead?"

The pink-shirted girl was startled by her and quickly looked to Princess Lan Ning for help: "Princess, look at her..."

Princess Lan Ning glanced at the pink-shirted girl unhappily, "I think you look more like someone looking for trouble than I do."

The girl in pink shirt shut up reluctantly. Since the princess refused to help her, she naturally couldn't afford to offend Jiang Zhiyue.

Princess Lan Ning was interrupted like this and felt that her momentum was gone, so she simply dismissed everyone but stayed behind.

Jiang Tiyu didn't want to sit at the same table with Princess Lan Ning, so he said goodbye and left when he saw this.

Princess Lan Ning propped up her chin and watched Jiang Tiyu leave. "Why did he leave? Isn't he afraid that I will bully you?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Princess Lan Ning, who had an innocent face in front of him, and was in a trance, as if he saw himself in his previous life who was ignorant of the world.