After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Early in the morning, Su Lingyue woke up to the chirping of birds.

Xiao Yu was also beside her.

Perhaps because they had been making a fuss for too long last night, Xiao Yu still had his eyes closed.

Looking at Xiao Yu's jade-like and cold face, Su Lingyue's heart moved slightly. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and buried her head in Xiao Yu's arms again.

"Is Yue'er awake?"

Hearing Xiao Yu's gentle voice, Su Lingyue raised her head and met a pair of deep eyes with a playful smile.

"Your Highness, don't look at me like that!" Su Lingyue's cheeks and ears felt hot, and she buried her face in Xiao Yu's arms again.

She had taken the initiative last night and had mustered up all her courage. But now seeing Xiao Yu smile like that, Su Lingyue felt too embarrassed to face anyone.

Looking at Su Lingyue's shy look, Xiao Yu chuckled, "Look at the princess, of course my princess is beautiful."

Su Lingyue gently pushed Xiao Yu's chest and said, "Your Majesty, please stop laughing. I have to meet Zhao Xingzhou today. Your Majesty, let me go. Let's get up quickly."

Seeing Su Lingyue like this, Xiao Yu's heart softened. After letting her go, he covered her again.

After a fierce and strong kiss, Xiao Yu let go of Su Lingyue with satisfaction when he looked at her swollen lips.

Caidie Caiyi looked at Su Lingyue's red and swollen lips. She was already used to it. After washing up, she took out the ointment and gently applied it on her lips.

After breakfast, Su Ling went to Zhao's Trading Company accompanied by Li Jing.

But after waiting for a long time, she still didn't see Zhao Xingzhou.

"When does your young master usually come to the company?" Su Lingyue asked the shopkeeper curiously.

The shopkeeper looked left and right outside, also confused, "He should be here by now! Maybe he was delayed by something at home."

Su Lingyue nodded and said, "In that case, I'll come back later!"

After leaving the business, Su Lingyue asked Lai Fu to drive the carriage. She lifted the curtain and looked at the shops on the street along the way.

She hadn't been to the shops in the capital for two months, so she was still a little curious and wanted to see if there was anything new.

On the other side, Zhao Xingzhou stood at the entrance of Yanzhi Lane. He stopped and watched the scene inside unconsciously.

Not far away in the alley stood Wang Yirong and the old woman dressed in brocade.

Wang Yirong stood in front of the old woman, bent over, and pleaded with the gray-haired old woman in front of her: "Grandma, can you give me back my clothes? Can I exchange this blue flower brocade robe with you?"

"Your clothes are not as pretty as mine. I am an old woman and I won't change them. I have never seen clothes given away and then returned."

The old woman said this and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Wang Yirong hurriedly grabbed the old woman's hand and said, "Mother-in-law, this is my mother's best dress, made of the finest brocade, not inferior to the brocade you are wearing. I will also give you this silver bracelet on my hand, can we exchange them together?"

Hearing Wang Yirong's words, the old woman stopped, took the silver bracelet, looked at it, put it on her hand with satisfaction, then took off her brocade clothes, handed them to Wang Yirong, and put on the blue flowered brocade robe that Wang Yirong brought.

Wang Yirong took the robe and walked back with the maid. After taking a few steps, she saw Zhao Xingzhou standing at the entrance of the alley.

The brand new white brocade robe on Zhao Xingzhou formed a sharp contrast with her well-worn pink silk jacket.

She paused, then walked up to Zhao Xingzhou with a faint smile and said generously, "Mr. Zhao, I got my things back. I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble."

Zhao Xingzhou took the brocade she handed over and took a look at it. It seemed to have been washed several times. Although it was clean, it was still dirty because it was worn by a lowly person, so he handed it to the servant behind him.

"Miss Wang, thank you so much. Please come with me to the store to pick out two more pieces of cloth!" Zhao Xingzhou said gently.

He was very happy to get the Yunjin back, but he didn't want to owe Wang Yirong a favor, so he thought about giving her something else in return.

"Mr. Zhao, don't mind it. It was my fault. I have already taken a lot of things before, and it is really inappropriate to take more." Wang Yirong refused with a faint smile, her beautiful eyes full of clarity.

"Mr. Zhao, goodbye." After saying this, Wang Yirong and her maid walked out of Yanzhi Lane.

Zhao Xingzhou looked at Wang Yirong in confusion. After all, she was the daughter of a third-rank official. Even if she was born out of wedlock, she shouldn't have lived like this.

Forget it. It has nothing to do with him. After a while, when the Princess of Su helps him to cancel the engagement, I will go back to the Western Territory and will have nothing to do with the people and things here.

After returning to the company, Zhao Xingzhou ordered his servant to find a place to burn the brocade dress.

"Young Master, the Princess of Prince Su came here just now. It seems that she wants to see you for something. Since you were not here, she left again and said she will come back later."

"Okay, got it. I'll wait for her here."

Zhao Xingzhou walked to the counter and began to look at the account book, calculating yesterday's income and expenditure.

Just looking at the numbers in the account book, Zhao Xingzhou felt a little confused.

In his mind was the scene where Wang Yirong gave her mother's relics and her only bracelet to the old woman.

Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty.

Although the clothes were given to the old woman by Wang Yirong, he gave the Yunjin to Wang Yirong without giving it much thought.

Now he was asking her to give up her mother's relics and only jewelry, and he felt a little guilty about it.

Zhao Xingzhou called the servant and ordered, "Take two pieces of fine silk and two silver bracelets, go and exchange the dress and bracelets for Miss Wang."

"Yes, young master." The servant bowed, took the things Zhao Xingzhou gave him and set off.

The servant delivered the things to Wang Qing's house. After the servant in the house passed the message, Wang Yirong came out of the yard. When she saw these things, she was very surprised.

"Did Mr. Zhao bring this back for me?" Wang Yirong asked in surprise.

The servant nodded and said, "Yes, the master asked me to take back two pieces of cloth and two silver bracelets, and then gave them to Miss Wang."

Wang Yirong bowed to the boy as a woman and said, "Please thank Mr. Zhao for me and tell him that I have no way to repay his kindness. If there is anything I can do, please let him know."

"I will definitely convey it, Miss Wang, don't worry." After the servant said this, he drove away in the carriage.

The maid looked at the things in Wang Yirong's hand and asked in confusion: "Just now, Young Master Zhao wanted to give Miss a new one, why didn't Miss take it? Moreover, it was exchanged for two pieces of cloth and two silver bracelets, which was too much of a loss."

Wang Yirong smiled and said, "The weight of things you take yourself and others give you is different."

"Miss, you took it some time ago?" The maid was very puzzled.

Wang Yirong just smiled and said nothing.

"Go back and see the young lady."

In another courtyard, Wang Jingshu has been staying indoors since returning to the mansion.

"Shu'er, open the door, it's mother."

"I don't want to see anyone, mother. I would rather die than marry His Royal Highness Prince Jing!"

Wang Jingshu screamed hysterically and curled herself up in the quilt.

"His Majesty has issued an order that if you die, the Wang family will be executed. Mother has found out for you that the Crown Princess cannot have children. Even if you are a concubine, you are the only concubine. As long as you give birth to a child, His Royal Highness will definitely make you a concubine."

As Mrs. Wang spoke, a gleam of hope rekindled in her eyes.

"If I can't marry King Jing, I won't marry anyone else!"

There were still hysterical shouts inside.

Wang Yirong listened outside for a while, then turned around and walked back with a cold look in her eyes.

Thinking of everything Wang Jingshu had done, Wang Yirong felt no mercy at all. This was all she deserved.