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

In the Dali Temple prison, Jiang Fu had been bleeding for quite some time, but his blood was still dark red, just a little lighter.

When Jiang Siqi came over with the medicine bowl, he smelled a strong smell of blood and hurried over.

Seeing the blood on the ground and the cloth wrapped around Jiang Fu's wrists and ankles, he anxiously asked Xiao Yu who was sitting next to him: "Your Majesty, what's going on? Why is there blood?"

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Bloodletting treatment."

"So that's how it is." Hearing that the bloodstain was left for treatment, Jiang Siqi took off his helmet and threw it aside, wiped the sweat from his face, took a deep breath, and handed the bowl of medicine to Ling Ling.

Jiang Siqi glanced around and didn't understand Jiang Siyuan, so he asked Madam Jiang, "Mother, isn't my eldest brother here yet?"

Mrs. Jiang shook her head, too sad to speak.

Jiang Yan choked up and said, "My sister-in-law said that the Ministry of Revenue will check the accounts as the year is coming to an end, so she can only come during lunch break."

It's already noon, so it should be about time.

Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of the pastries on the table: a plate of hibiscus pastry and a plate of red bean and osmanthus cake.

Xiao Yu took a piece of hibiscus cake and ate it elegantly, but his eyes never left Su Lingyue who left the cell and fed Jiang Fu medicine.

Jiang Yan also held a piece of red bean cake and ate it while crying and sobbing.

Jiang Siqi then remembered that they all came before noon and had not eaten lunch.

After my father recovers, I will definitely invite my cousin and his wife to have a meal together.

After feeding Jiang Fu the medicine, Su Lingyue took his pulse again, her pretty eyebrows still slightly furrowed.

"Cousin, how is father?" Jiang Siqi asked, looking at Su Lingyue's furrowed brows, his wheat-colored face full of sweat and worry.

Su Lingyue shook her head, her brows full of worry, "We have to wait and see how effective this bowl of medicine can be."

After hearing this, Jiang Siqi had a rough idea in his mind that Jiang Fu's life was still hanging by a thread.

He leaned against the railing with his fists clenched tightly and his eyes closed, thinking back to the days when his father used to whip him, beat him with a stick, and forced him to study.

Knowing that he didn't like studying, his father spent a lot of money to hire someone to teach him martial arts.

He remembered that when he was sick, his father took care of him without taking off his clothes, and he remembered that his father carried him on his back.

The eldest brother is very outstanding and is praised by everyone in the capital, but he is a well-known playboy and everyone avoids him.

Although his father often lectured him, he never belittled him. If one way didn't work, he would find another one.

His father never gave up on him, and he couldn't give up on his father.

Jiang Siqi looked at Su Lingyue and asked in a hoarse voice: "Cousin, can I talk to my father?"

Su Lingyue saw his bloodshot eyes and couldn't help but feel a sore nose. She choked and said, "Well, maybe when uncle hears your voice, his will to live will be stronger."

Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang also stood up and said, "Yue'er, I want to accompany him too."

Su Lingyue nodded with red eyes.

Seeing Mrs. Jiang stand up, Jiang Yan also stood up immediately and helped her walk into the cell.

As soon as Jiang Siqi entered, he knelt down beside Jiang Fu, sobbing, "Father, I am unfilial and I am late."

"Master, open your eyes and look at me." With the support of Jiang Yan, Mrs. Jiang sat down next to Jiang Fu. Looking at Jiang Fu's blackened lips and tightly closed eyes, she could no longer control her tears and flowed down like a flood.

Jiang Yan leaned on Madam Jiang's shoulder and sobbed, "Father."

Watching this scene, Su Lingyue couldn't help but think of how good Jiang Fu had been to her in the past, and her tears kept falling like beads from a broken string.

Ling Ling, who was standing by, was affected by their emotions and watched them wiping away tears silently.

Xiao Yu felt heartbroken when he saw Su Lingyue crying. He walked into the cell, pulled Su Lingyue out, and asked her to sit down next to him.

"Yue'er, Lord Jiang has done so many good things. Good things will come to him. Everything will be fine." Xiao Yu pulled Su Lingyue into his arms, gently stroked her back, and comforted her in a low voice.

"But...my uncle's condition..." Su Lingyue choked up, she really couldn't say those words.

Jiang Fu was really good to her. His only sister died during childbirth, so he poured all his love for her into her.

The birthday gifts are different every year, and she will definitely get what Jiang Yan has.

When she returned to Duke Dingguo's Mansion, Jiang Fu would visit her from time to time to make sure she was doing well.

If he knew that she was being excluded, he would go to her father to argue.

"My uncle is really good to me. In my heart, he is like my father."

"Except for my aunt, my uncle is the best person to me. We are about to rescue him, how could anything happen to him?"

Su Lingyue leaned in Xiao Yu's arms, sobbing and confiding, "If anything happens to my uncle, I will never be able to forgive myself."

Xiao Yu pressed Su Lingyue's head into the crook of his neck, wiped away her tears with his hands, and gently comforted her: "Yue'er, Lord Jiang will be fine. Do you still remember your dream?"

Su Lingyue nodded.

Xiao Yu said gently: "In your dream, it was Xiao Changshi who did it. So, he will be fine this time."

After hearing Xiao Yu's words, Su Lingyue suddenly became enlightened and her mind instantly became clear.

Yes. The one who killed my uncle was Xiao Changshi, and it happened five years later, so nothing will happen.

Su Lingyue sat up, wiped her tears and nose with a handkerchief, and looked at Xiao Yu steadily.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yu asked puzzledly.

Su Lingyue sniffed, looked at Xiao Yu without blinking, and said softly: "Xiao Yu, thank you. You gave my uncle the antidote after he was poisoned, right? The medicine bottle is the same as the one you used to store the medicine."

"Ah."

Xiao Yu held her soft hand and explained in a gentle voice, "Just in case, I secretly sent it to Yan Qing when I asked her to pass on the message. I didn't expect it to be useful."

Su Lingyue held Xiao Yu's hand and thanked him from the bottom of her heart, "Thank you, if it weren't for this bottle of antidote, my uncle would have died."

She felt that the longer she spent with Xiao Yu, the more she depended on him; the more she understood Xiao Yu, the more she liked him.

Xiao Yu met Su Lingyue's scorching gaze, and he felt as if this gaze was going to roast his heart.

"Yue'er is my princess, and your relatives are naturally my relatives as well. I will naturally protect them." Xiao Yu's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, which gradually calmed Su Lingyue's uneasy heart.

Su Lingyue ate two pieces of pastries to replenish her energy, and also gave a few pieces to Ling Ling.

Ling Ling didn't hesitate and just took it and ate it.

They all knew that what was coming would be even more exhausting.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the side. Su Lingyue turned around and saw that it was Imperial Doctor Zhang, Dali Temple Minister Duan Xu and Jiang Siyuan.

Jiang Siyuan's forehead was covered with sweat because of his anxiety.

Seeing Xiao Yu, he hurriedly bowed and asked Su Lingyue, "Cousin, how is my father?"

Su Lingyue went up to him and told him the truth.

"Thank you, cousin." After asking, Jiang Siyuan hurried into the cell.

In the cell, several people had calmed down and were chatting with Jiang Fu about family matters.

Seeing Jiang Siyuan coming, Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but hugged Jiang Siyuan and started crying.

Jiang Siyuan looked at Jiang Fu, whose lips were black and eyes were closed, and patted his mother in his arms to comfort her, "Mother, His Majesty has sent Doctor Zhang over. Let Doctor Zhang take a look at Father!"

After paying his respects to Xiao Yu, Doctor Zhang went into the cell and began to take Jiang Fu's pulse.

However, the more he felt her pulse, the more his brows furrowed.

He looked at the bloodstains beside the bed and the bandage marks on Jiang Fu's arm, and knew that all possible methods had been used.

He was very surprised. Acupuncture and bloodletting required very sophisticated medical skills. He glanced at the entire cell and couldn't help asking, "Who treated me before I came here?"

Su Lingyue asked: "What happened between me and this girl?"

Doctor Zhang looked at Ling Ling and Su Lingyue in disbelief, "I didn't expect the princess and this girl's medical skills to be so superb. You have done what you can do. Zhang has no other choice but to wait with you."

He changed his tone and said, "But I have something that might come in handy."

After saying that, he took out a box from the medicine box and opened it. Inside was a hundred-year-old ginseng.

"This is a gift from His Majesty. Boil this ginseng in water and feed it to Lord Jiang. It will be very good for Lord Jiang."

Su Lingyue's face was filled with surprise. A hundred-year-old ginseng is rare, so it must have been sent by Goryeo.

Last time, in order to save Xiao Yu, he stabbed himself and coaxed Xiao Changshi to go to the palace to get one.

Ling Ling took the ginseng and was about to go with the chief clerk to make ginseng tea when Jiang Fu, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Doctor Zhang felt the pulse and immediately frowned. He said in a deep voice, "Master Jiang's condition has worsened. I'm afraid he can't be saved."