Lu Tingzhi’s body trembled, and he looked at the person in front of him for a long time. 

Finally, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, like a god statue overlooking the world from above. 

“No matter what identity it is, I am doing it for your own good, Qingyue, this place is not suitable for you.” 

Jiang Qingyue’s lips were sarcastic, “Lord Lu has not yet married Jiang Guiyu, and he wants to interfere in the affairs of the Jiang family. Isn’t that presumptuous?” 

Suddenly, she felt very tired to say another word. 

She turned around and left. 

Lu Tingzhi looked at the backs of the master and servant leaving, his sword eyebrows furrowed. 

Que’er caught up with Jiang Qingyue and couldn’t help but ask, “Miss, do you know Lord Lu?” 

Jiang Qingyue suddenly realized, yes, so far, they have known each other for seventeen years. 

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” 

She stopped at the entrance of Qingfeng Courtyard. 

The letter said that this courtyard was specially reserved for her by her eldest sister, and she also said that she had specially bought a pearl peach tree, the peach blossoms were small and delicate, and when in full bloom, it was a beautiful scenery. 

Because the north frontier was cold, she couldn’t see the spring flowers blooming in the south. 

At this moment, there was only a black wooden stake in the yard, and only a wasteland was left in the yard. 

Seeing her expression, Que’er carefully explained: “Miss, Miss Guiyu has a cough, and the doctor said that she can’t smell pollen, so the master asked people to shovel all the flowers and plants in the house before the new year.” 

Jiang Qingyue nodded: “Okay.” 

There was no emotion in the voice, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry. 

Half an hour later, the servants sent by Madam Jiang took their places one after another, adding charcoal to the already cold and deserted Qingfeng Courtyard. 

The charcoal fire in the room was warm, and Jiang Qingyue’s red and swollen fingers were unbearably itchy, mixed with pain. 

But she picked up the pen and ink and wrote a prescription. 

She was interrupted by Jiang Mingyang just now, she didn’t say that she could cure Jiang Wan’yin’s illness. 

Her eccentric master, not to mention his character and personality, his medical skills were indeed unparalleled in the world. 

In the past three years, if it weren’t for him, she probably wouldn’t be able to climb out of the hell like the mine. 

After writing the prescription, she planned to go out to get the medicine herself tomorrow. 

The next day. 

As soon as she walked to the front yard early in the morning, she heard someone complaining indignantly. 

“Miss, Jiang Qingyue grew up in the mine since she was a child, living that kind of life. The Madam and the eldest lady said to take her back, but it was just a polite gesture. She is really embarrassed to come back. She is not afraid of losing the Jiang family’s face and embarrassing the entire Jiang family.” 

Jiang Qingyue stopped and met Jiang Guiyu’s gaze. 

In an instant, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across the face of Jinxiu, Jiang Guiyu’s personal maid. 

Jiang Guiyu saw her and scolded Jinxiu, “Jinxiu, how can you arbitrarily discuss Qingyue sister.” 

After being unnatural, Jinxiu whispered, “This servant didn’t say anything wrong.” 

Jiang Qingyue put her hands in her sleeves and waited quietly for her to finish speaking. 

After she finished speaking, she slowly stepped forward. 

The footsteps were also very quiet, walking silently, like a shadow creeping out quietly in the night. 

And now, although she was just walking, it made people feel a sense of oppression, not like the imposing manner that a normal lady should have. 

Jinxiu felt a chill for no reason. 

Even Jiang Guiyu’s eyes became more speculative when she looked at her. 

Jiang Qingyue’s footsteps stopped very close to Jinxiu. 

“What kind of life did I live?” 

Her tone was slow, and it seemed casual, but Jinxiu didn’t know why, but she felt a faint fear in her heart, and she didn’t dare to look her in the eye. 

It’s strange, she had seen the Madam get angry from a distance before, but she didn’t think it was scary… 

Jinxiu’s face gradually turned pale, but she hardened her heart and gritted her teeth and said, “Isn’t it? Who doesn’t know that you came out of the labor camp, I didn’t say anything wrong.” 

The next second, Jiang Qingyue slowly stretched out her hand, paused in the air, and then suddenly exerted force. 

With a crisp slap. 

Everyone present was stunned. 

But she slowly retracted her hand. 

“Without me suffering for your young lady, could your young lady have been raised like a golden princess for more than ten years?” 

“You…” Jinxiu couldn’t believe it, covering her beaten face. 

Jiang Guiyu was taken aback, her face turned a few shades paler, and she bit her lip and said, “Qingyue sister, Jinxiu has been by my side since she was a child, and I spoiled her, she was just talking nonsense in a moment of anxiety, don’t be angry.” 

The girl was weak and slender, with red eyes. 

Just like in Beijiang, when she proposed to let Jiang Guiyu stay, she showed a panicked and frightened look. 

Jiang Qingyue looked at her indifferently: “As a servant in the house, provoking the relationship between the masters, what are your intentions? If I hear it again, I will hit you once.” 

Que’er also breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s right, you are provoking the relationship between Miss Guiyu and our Miss. If the Madam knows about it, she won’t skin you alive!” 

Obviously, it was her own young lady who suffered these ten years of exile for Miss Guiyu, and Qingyue was the one who suffered. 

Now, she is talking about upbringing, which is really hateful. 

Jiang Guiyu looked at Jiang Qingyue with guilt: “Qingyue sister, it’s my fault, I didn’t take good care of my maid, cough…” 

After only saying two sentences, she coughed again when the cold wind blew.