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

After Jiang Siqi brought the hot water into the cell, he wet his handkerchief, wrung it gently, and held it in front of Su Lingyue, "Cousin, wipe your hands!"

Su Lingyue looked down at her hands, which were covered with dried blood, all of Xiao Yu's blood.

She took the handkerchief and wiped it gently, fearing to wake up Xiao Yu who was resting on him.

I changed the handkerchief five times before I could wipe the blood off my hands.

When Xiao Yu was bleeding, Jiang Siqi knew why his cousin wanted everyone else to leave.

Once this matter is spread by someone with ulterior motives, it will become a panacea that everyone will envy, and it goes without saying what will happen.

Jiang Siqi silently cleaned up the blood that had just flowed on the ground.

He wiped it very carefully, and after wiping it, he went to the foot of the wall and got a handful of dust and sprinkled it on the area that had just been wiped clean.

After that, he poured the blood into the cell next door. Jiang Siqi breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that everything was handled properly.

At this moment, Su Lingyue suddenly heard Jiang Siyuan's excited voice, "Cousin, father's lips don't seem to be that dark anymore."

Su Lingyue turned her head with joy and took a glance. It was true. Jiang Fu's lips were much lighter in color than before.

I glanced at Xiao Yu, who was resting weakly with his eyes closed.

Su Lingyue asked Jiang Siqi to take her place and stand behind Xiao Yu for Xiao Yu to lean on.

She came to sit beside the bed, praying silently with anxiety in her heart, "Uncle, you must get better, don't make everyone sad, don't let Xiao Yu's blood be wasted."

The slender fingers slowly placed on Jiang Fu's wrist.

"How is it?" Jiang Siyuan asked impatiently.

Su Lingyue's hands trembled slightly, her eyes were full of tears when she looked up, and her face was filled with unstoppable joy.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Siyuan asked excitedly: "Is father's condition getting better?"

Su Lingyue nodded, tears flowing down her cheeks uncontrollably. "Yes, my uncle's poisoning symptoms are slowly improving. The prince's method is really working."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Siqi was about to walk towards the bed.

He forgot that Xiao Yu was still leaning on him. Xiao Yu's body tilted and he fell to the side.

Su Lingyue exclaimed: "Second cousin, the prince!"

Jiang Siqi finally reacted and grabbed Xiao Yu by the collar to prevent him from falling.

Su Lingyue wiped her tears and strode towards this side.

"Cousin, I..." Jiang Siqi held Xiao Yu with both hands guiltily.

Su Lingyue took Xiao Yu and let him lean against her steadily, then glared at Jiang Siqi, "Fortunately, the prince was not hurt, otherwise, if my uncle wakes up, I will let him punish you severely!"

Jiang Siqi touched the back of his head and said with a wry smile, "Cousin, I'm sorry. I was in a hurry. I'll go see father first and punish him. When father wakes up, I'll let you handle it."

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards Jiang Fu.

Jiang Siyuan walked to Su Lingyue and asked softly, "Cousin, can you let mother and sister in? They must be worried sick outside."

Su Lingyue nodded.

It was already very painful for them to watch from inside, let alone their aunt and Yan'er who were outside and didn't understand the situation.

Seeing her eldest son coming out of the cell, Mrs. Jiang ran over to him and asked with tears in her eyes, "Yuan'er, how is your father?"

Jiang Siyuan saw the tears in his mother and sister's eyes. He was usually emotionally stable, but at this moment his excitement reached its peak and his eyes couldn't help but start to feel hot.

"Mother, Father's life is saved!" His eyes were red as he loudly told his mother and sister the good news.

"Really?" Mrs. Jiang looked at her son, afraid that what he heard and saw was not real.

"Is it true, brother?" Jiang Yan supported Mrs. Jiang, unable to believe it.

An hour ago, her cousin and Sister Ling both said that her father had no chance of being saved, but now her brother came out and said that her father was out of danger, and she was afraid that she had heard it wrongly.

Jiang Siyuan nodded, his eyes firm.

Mrs. Jiang's tense nerves relaxed instantly and she collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Siyuan and Jiang Yan hurriedly helped her up.

Ling Ling and Doctor Zhang on the side both found it incredible.

They all checked Jiang Fu's pulse and found that he was indeed suffering from a critical illness caused by the poison. They didn't know how Su Lingyue cured him.

After getting Jiang Siyuan's consent, several people strode in together to confirm whether it was true.

"Yuan'er, come and help me." Although Mrs. Jiang had not yet recovered, she was thinking about Jiang Fu and she also wanted to see her husband as soon as possible.

Ling Ling went in and took Jiang Fu's pulse.

"How is it?" asked Doctor Zhang.

Ling Ling looked at him in shock and said, "The poisoning is getting better and he is out of danger."

She stood up unconsciously and looked at Su Lingyue. What was the solution?

Doctor Zhang also hurriedly pulled up Jiang Fu's wrist, took his pulse to confirm it, and then looked at Su Lingyue in disbelief.

Walking to Su Lingyue's side, she noticed that Su Lingyue's entire attention was on the person in her arms.

Xiao Yu's face was pale, there were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his lips were bloodless.

It's a cold syndrome.

"Is he seriously ill?" Ling Ling lowered her voice and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

When Su Lingyue heard the voice, she looked up and met a pair of round, curious eyes.

"Well, it's an old illness." Su Lingyue said lightly.

Ling Ling looked at Xiao Yu and asked, "Can I take his pulse?"

When seeing a patient, one wants to find out the truth and cannot help but treat the patient. This is the nature of those who study medicine.

Su Lingyue knew that Ling Ling was an excellent doctor, and she also planned to ask Ling Ling to take Xiao Yu's pulse, but she didn't want other people present to know about Xiao Yu's condition.

"Miss Ling Ling, I admire your medical skills very much. When I have time in the next few days, I will invite you to the palace to learn from you."

Su Lingyue was refusing but also inviting.

Ling Ling suppressed her curiosity and changed the subject: "Okay! Then can you tell me quietly how you cured Mr. Jiang?"

Looking at Ling Ling's expectant eyes, Su Lingyue said solemnly: "This is a secret recipe of our sect, so I can't tell you."

Ling Ling lowered her eyes, sighed with disappointment, turned away, and murmured, "Well, every doctor has one or two secret recipes. I'll make one someday!"

After being diagnosed by Imperial Doctor Zhang, it was confirmed that Jiang Fu was no longer in danger of death, so Su Lingyue had no plans to stay here.

Xiao Yu is in such a state that he really needs to rest and recuperate.

But she was very worried about Doctor Zhang being here.

If Xiao Yu knows his weakness, others might know it too.

She handed Jiang Siqi to her side and whispered, "Cousin, the prince's condition must be properly treated at home. Uncle, you should be careful of Doctor Zhang. Although he was sent by His Majesty, his heart is unpredictable. It is best to be careful. It is best to find another doctor."

Even though his father was in the heavily guarded Dali Temple prison, he was still poisoned. Jiang Siqi knew the pros and cons of this.

"Don't worry, cousin. I've taken a leave of absence and will be here with my elder brother to take care of father. As for the doctor..." He looked at Ling Ling standing in front of Jiang Fu's bed and raised his eyebrows, "The ready-made doctor is right here."

Su Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at Ling Ling. Her medical skills were indeed reassuring.

"There is one more thing." Su Lingyue whispered to Jiang Siqi, "The person who poisoned me might come back again."

Su Lingyue cannot tell her two cousins ​​the truth about Jiang Fu's poisoning as they are not yet able to compete with Xiao Changan.

"I'm afraid he won't come!" Jiang Siqi lowered his eyes, his eyes were as cold as a sharp sword.

Su Lingyue stared at Jiang Siqi intently and felt that he seemed to have grown up a lot, and the frivolous and dandy attitude he had before seemed to be gone.

After explaining everything, Jiang Siqi carried Xiao Yu out of the Dali Temple.

When she arrived at the door, Su Lingyue saw Yan Qing pacing anxiously in the cold wind.

Yan Qing saw Su Lingyue's face lit up with joy, but when he saw Xiao Yu sleeping on Jiang Siqi's back, his joy disappeared instantly.

He strode over and asked nervously, "Princess, what happened to the prince?"

That look was like that of an abandoned child, full of panic.

Su Lingyue chuckled and consoled him, "The prince just fell asleep. Carry him on the carriage first."

Hearing her say this, the fear on Yan Qing's face disappeared and a smile appeared on his face again. Together with Jiang Siqi, he carried Xiao Yu onto the carriage.