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

In the early morning, there were chirping birds outside the house. Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, smelling the faint scent of jasmine in his arms.

In his arms, Su Lingyue's long black hair was casually spread out, her whole face was buried in his arms, and she was sleeping soundly. Her warm and soft body was like a small stove, warm and cozy.

Xiao Yu's body was always cold due to the cold poison. With Su Lingyue's warm body, his sleep quality improved a lot.

What time do you sleep? I'm so sleepy! Xiao Yu couldn't help but chuckle as he thought to himself.

He really wanted to hold the person in his arms and wait for her to wake up, but when he thought of the Fourth Prince of Xiliang in the guest room, he wondered how he was doing, so he had to go and check on him.

Looking at Su Lingyue sleeping peacefully in his arms, Xiao Yu's heart softened.

Gently kissing the long hair of the person in his arms, Xiao Yu slowly pulled out his arm that was pressing under Su Lingyue's neck.

Perhaps realizing that Xiao Yu was about to leave, Su Lingyue put her arms around Xiao Yu's waist, snorted in dissatisfaction, and rubbed her face against Xiao Yu's chest.

Xiao Yu looked at her sleepy face and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

His slender hand gently stroked Su Lingyue's head, "Good girl, Yue'er, go to sleep first. I'll go check the situation in the guest room and then come back to accompany you."

"...Yeah." Su Lingyue responded in a daze and let go of the hand that was hugging Xiao Yu.

While washing up, after asking Caiyi Xiao Yu, he found out that Su Lingyue did not go to bed until four o'clock in the morning. He couldn't help but feel distressed.

Xiao Yu frowned slightly and instructed Caiyi: "Send someone from the He Mansion to tell them that the princess can go later."

Caiyi nodded respectfully in response.

Accompanied by Yan Qing, Xiao Yu came to the guest room.

The servant boy was standing outside the house dutifully, shaking his head and feeling drowsy.

He opened his eyes quickly when he heard footsteps, and saw that it was Xiao Yu coming, and bowed respectfully.

"Was there anything unusual last night?" Xiao Yu asked.

The servant replied respectfully, "Your Highness, nothing happened inside last night. Doctor Lu has gone in just now."

After hearing what the servant said, Xiao Yu did not stay any longer and went straight into the guest room.

When Xiao Yu opened the door of the guest room, he saw Doctor Lu checking Li Jue's wound, with a servant carrying medicine beside him. Wei Yi was standing at the end of the bed holding a sword.

Walking to the bedside, Xiao Yu asked calmly, "How is he?"

After checking the wound, Doctor Lu covered Li Jue with a blanket and replied with a tired tone, "It's fine. There is no sign of suppuration in the wound. It's just that he lost too much blood. He needs to rest for a few more days before he wakes up."

At his age, he didn't go to bed until four o'clock in the morning, and got up to work for him after sleeping for less than three hours.

Looking at Doctor Lu, who looked tired and had bloodshot eyes, Xiao Yu was very grateful, but more worried: "Uncle Lu, you slept late, go back and have some sleep after the examination. Let the kitchen prepare the medicine in the mansion, don't ruin your body."

"That's what I was thinking. I'll go back after checking." Doctor Lu slowly stood up with the help of the bed rails and said to the servant, "Give him the medicine!"

Wei Yi had already let down his guard against Doctor Lu and Xiao Yu, so he did not stop the servant from feeding him the medicine, but he still stared at the servant without blinking.

Xiao Yu moved to the side to make room, but the hem of his clothes accidentally touched something on the low table beside the bed.

The thing fell at Xiao Yu's feet. Xiao Yu moved away and saw a black purse embroidered with a pair of eagles at his feet.

He bent down to pick up the purse and was about to put it on the table, but with an unintentional glance, he saw what was in the purse.

Xiao Yu's breathing stagnated, his slender fingers gradually tightened, and he put the hand holding the purse into his sleeve.

"Yan Qing, send Uncle Lu back later." After giving Yan Qing instructions, he quickly walked into the study alone, his expression solemn and cold.

Walking to the bookcase against the wall, his slender, white hands gently opened the secret compartment of the bookcase and took out a palm-sized, square sandalwood box from it.

Sitting down at the table with the sandalwood box, he placed the box on the table.

Xiao Yu looked solemn, staring at the box quietly and thoughtfully.

After hesitating for a moment, the bony hands finally opened the sandalwood box.

*

Yan Qing sent Doctor Lu back to Baicao Garden. After helping him to sleep, he looked around but didn't see Xiao Yu, so he went to the hall of Furong Pavilion.

I saw Caidie and Li Jing sitting on one side, flipping through the books in their hands, and Lin Chuan sitting on the other side, also flipping through a book, but his face looked a little pale.

Yan Qing sat down on the chair next to Lin Chuan and asked with concern: "Brother Lin, how are you? You don't look well."

Lin Chuan put down the book in his hand and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, just some internal injuries. I've already taken medicine. I just need to rest for a few days."

Speaking of Lin Chuan's injury, Yan Qing's curiosity was immediately aroused.

"Brother Lin, what happened in the He Mansion yesterday?" Yan Qing leaned close to Lin Chuan and asked in a low voice.

Lin Chuan thought of the collision yesterday and couldn't help rubbing his chest.

He sighed in his heart, how could such a pretty girl have so much strength!

She probably wouldn't want others to know about this.

Lin Chuan picked up the book and said, "Nothing, just a little conflict. I got hurt when I wasn't paying attention."

Yan Qing said "Oh" in a lack of interest, with disappointment in his round eyes.

Just as he picked up the book and was about to start reading, a handsome and tall figure strode in from the door.

"Where is the prince?" Yun Ting asked everyone in the hall urgently. He was dressed in black and looked very anxious.

Yan Qing looked at his anxious expression, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe he went back to his room to rest! Looking at you like this, what happened?"

Yun Ting ignored him, turned around and strode out of the hall.

Looking at Yun Ting's hurriedly leaving back, Yan Qing frowned and followed him.

Yun Ting came to the bedroom, knocked hard on the door, and called out in a cold voice: "Prince! Prince!"

However, no one answered.

At this time, Yan Qing also followed. Seeing that no one answered in the bedroom, he propped up his chin and guessed, "Could it be in the study? I haven't looked there yet."

"What exactly happened?"

Without waiting for Yan Qing to finish speaking, Yun Ting strode towards the study.

*

Xiao Yu sat in front of the table in the study with a serious expression, gently stroking the things in his hands, his thoughts in a mess.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a hurried knock on the door.

"My Lord, are you there?"

It was Yunting’s voice.

Xiao Yu put away the things on the table one by one and put them back into the secret compartment.

When he opened the door, he saw Yun Ting standing outside with an anxious look on his face.

Yun Ting hadn't come back the whole night and just came back now. He was usually calm, but now he looked panicked. Something serious must have happened.

"Come in." Xiao Yu moved aside to open the door, motioned Yun Ting and Yan Qing to enter the room, and then closed the door again.

Yun Ting stood in front of Xiao Yu and said anxiously: "My Lord, this is bad!"

Xiao Yu frowned and asked seriously, "What happened?"

His voice was low and steady, revealing an invisible majesty, and he seemed to be prepared to deal with any emergency.

Yun Ting said anxiously: "The inn was attacked last night. The assassin was not just Sima Changfeng. We failed to prevent him. Princess Chaohua of Xiliang was assassinated, and the fourth prince is missing..."

"Wait!" Yan Qing interrupted him before he could finish, "The Fourth Prince is in the mansion, he has been rescued."

"really?"

"Ok!"

Yan Qing nodded very sincerely.

When hearing the news, there was no joy on Yun Ting's face.

He said in a deep voice: "But Princess Chaohua is dead! They have reported it to the police, and they also said...the murderer is the princess!"

"What?!" Yan Qing widened his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief!

Xiao Yu frowned and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Yun Ting said: "This morning, Princess Chaohua died. The Ministry of Justice investigated the scene and said that the murder weapon belonged to the princess!"