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

Lu Qingxiao had already received the signal from his father before receiving the imperial edict.

He left Fang Ye in the capital to garrison, so when someone came from the palace again, it was Fang Ye who came with his token to receive the order.

But Lu Qingxiao never expected to see Jiang Zhiyue here.

He jumped off his horse and walked quickly to his father and Jiang Zhiyue.

He first clasped his fists and asked Lu Guoan, then looked at Jiang Zhiyue: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked at Lu Qingxiao and was about to speak when an English duke's head popped out from the carriage.

"You little brat! My daughter is here for me!"

Lu Qingxiao immediately clasped his fists and greeted the Duke of England.

The Duke of England turned his head away proudly, snorted coldly, and replied perfunctorily, "I'm fine."

But the trick was exposed by the old doctor the next moment.

Everyone heard the old doctor roaring in the carriage: "Bullshit! You are injured like this, and you still want to ride a horse?"

"Do you think you are made of iron?"

"Don't you want this life anymore?"

Everyone... everyone was surprised to hear the old doctor lose his temper.

The old doctor is kind-hearted and has good medical skills. He never loses his temper with his patients. This is the first time he has been so angry.

Only Jiang Zhiyue looked in the direction of the carriage with increasing worry.

She knew that the old doctor was so angry because her father was seriously injured and didn't take care of his body.

Duke Lu immediately patted Jiang Zhiyue on the shoulder and said gently, "Trust the old doctor, he will definitely be able to cure your father."

Jiang Zhiyue bit her lip slightly and nodded.

Hearing this, Lu Qingxiao also understood that Jiang Zhiyue appeared here because of the Duke of Yingguo's injury.

He looked at Jiang Zhiyue and his father and said, "We shouldn't stay here for long. Let's go to the next post station. We have already arranged for them to stay."

Duke Lu nodded, "Okay."

Because they were in a hurry, everyone walked much faster than usual.

Jiang Zhiyue rode on Zhao Yebai, glanced at Lu Qingxiao, and asked him in a low voice: "Did you rush here overnight?"

Lu Qingxiao nodded.

Jiang Zhiyue's eyes showed heartache, and then he said, "Thank you very much."

Lu Qingxiao was puzzled, "Where did you come from?"

Jiang Zhiyue looked back at the carriage: "Shen Mo said that you sent someone to give my father a golden soft armor."

"If it weren't for the golden soft armor, I'm afraid my father would have died in Jiangnan."

Lu Qingxiao's expression did not change, and his eyes softened as he looked at Jiang Zhiyue: "Between you and me, there's no need to thank me."

Hearing Lu Qingxiao's words, Jiang Zhiyue's eyes became slightly hot and her heart was deeply moved.

No one knew where he got such precious armor, but he sent it thousands of miles to Jiangnan just because of a dream.

The care he showed her was so precious.

In order to comfort her, Lu Qingxiao even smiled at Jiang Zhiyue: "Uncle, you will have good fortune in the future after surviving a great disaster."

Jiang Zhiyue was still somewhat concerned about her father's injury. Hearing Lu Qingxiao's words, she forced a smile.

It was not until the sun set that everyone arrived at the next official post station.

The first thing Jiang Zhiyue did after dismounting was to run to the old doctor's carriage and gently lift the curtain.

The old doctor looked up and saw Jiang Zhiyue's worried look. He said to her softly, "Your father took the medicine and fell asleep. Ask someone to carry him in."

Lu Qingxiao and Shen Mo looked at each other, asked someone to bring a stretcher, and carried the Duke of England in.

It was only after he was settled in the official inn that Jiang Zhiyue saw the injuries of the Duke of Yingguo.

Just one glance and her tears couldn't help falling.

The wound on the British bull's back was a bloody mess, some places were even black, blood was oozing out, and there were some wounds deep enough to see the bones.

Jiang Zhiyue felt very distressed, but was afraid of waking up the Duke of England, so she covered her mouth and tried to cry softly.

Lu Qingxiao couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand to cover Jiang Zhiyue's eyes.

Jiang Zhiyue couldn't hold back and grabbed Lu Qingxiao's clothes and started crying.

Lu Qingxiao seldom saw Jiang Zhiyue cry, especially this kind of crying method.

He just felt his hands were stiff and he didn't know how to comfort Jiang Zhiyue.

The old doctor came over from the next room, followed by the military doctor.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyue saw the old doctor, she began to wipe her tears in a hurry.

The old doctor didn't say anything and walked forward and sat down again.

He turned around and glanced at Jiang Zhiyue: "I'm going to start healing, you all go out and wait."

Jiang Zhiyue nodded without hesitation, and Lu Qingxiao left with her.

Jiang Zhiyue didn't walk far and just stood at the door.

Lu Qingxiao didn't know how to comfort her, so he just held her hand silently.

Jiang Zhiyue glanced at him sideways, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Lu Qingxiao, are you like this on the battlefield as well?"

Jiang Zhiyue was talking about the injury.

Lu Qingxiao was silent. He didn't know how to respond.

When marching and fighting, they use real swords and guns, and they are eager to kill people at a glance.

Being injured is a minor matter. Most of the time, there are people losing limbs or even... people who can't come back after going to the battlefield.

Just when Lu Qingxiao was silent, Jiang Zhiyue suddenly hugged him.

"Promise me that you will protect yourself."

"I can't bear to lose any of you."

Lu Qingxiao raised his hand distressedly and hugged Jiang Zhiyue back: "Okay, I promise you, I will definitely protect myself well."

He carefully wiped away the tears from Jiang Zhiyue's eyes: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

Lu Qingxiao felt that he was not good at comforting people, so he just stayed with Jiang Zhiyue silently.

The military doctor and the old doctor were both in the room treating the Duke of England's wounds.

Basins of clean water were brought in, and when they were taken out they were filled with blood and bloody gauze.

Jiang Zhiyue was so worried that he couldn't sit still.

Lu Qingxiao was silent for a moment, then held her hand even tighter.

In fact, Jiang Zhiyue also knew that her father's wound had become festered, and he had to scrape the bone to remove the poison. Otherwise, the high fever would not subside and her father's life would be in danger at any time.

The old doctor was busy until midnight.

During the journey, Changying and others also brought up some food, which was left there untouched.

Changying was worried about the young lady's health, so she bravely asked Lu Qingxiao to persuade Jiang Zhiyue to use a little.

Seeing Jiang Zhiyue so worried, Lu Qingxiao also became worried.

"Little Moon, eat something."

"Otherwise, if your uncle wakes up later and you fall ill, what will he think?"

Jiang Zhiyue came back to his senses in a daze, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Qingxiao became a little blurry.

It seemed like she took a while to realize what Lu Qingxiao was saying, and nodded slowly: "Okay."

Changying was delighted when he saw this and quickly brought up the meal he had cooked.

Lu Qingxiao took Jiang Zhiyue to have dinner.

Jiang Zhiyue was unwilling to go too far, so the two of them set up dinner in the next room.

Jiang Zhiyue really had no appetite and couldn't eat anymore after just a few bites.

Lu Qingxiao's eyes were filled with worry.

Jiang Zhiyue smiled at him and said, "You eat first, I'll go take a look."

Before Lu Qingxiao could say anything, he saw Jiang Zhiyue's body tilt and fall down softly.

Lu Qingxiao quickly held the person in his arms, and when he touched his forehead, it was so hot!

She has a fever too!