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

The room was warm. Xiao Yu casually wore a long green coat with a dark pattern and a cross collar. His long hair was half tied up and draped behind him. Compared with his usual meticulousness, he looked more lazy and casual, as if he was a banished immortal from the world.

But his pale complexion ruined the mood. One could tell at a glance that he was just an ordinary person.

Su Lingyue felt a slight choke in her throat and her eyes felt a little hot. She blinked and looked away, continuing to comb Xiao Yu's long hair that was draped behind her.

Xiao Yu heard Su Lingyue sniffing softly, and looked at her in the bronze mirror. Her breathing had returned to normal, but her thick and curled eyelashes were still blinking, and the sadness on her bright little face had not completely subsided.

"Yue'er."

Su Lingyue was trying to calm down when she suddenly heard Xiao Yu calling her. She stopped combing her hair, with a sweet smile on her face and clear eyes: "What's wrong?"

Looking at the expression that changed in an instant, a barely perceptible heartache flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes.

In order not to make him worry, has Su Lingyue always been forcing herself to smile like this?

Looking at Su Lingyue's bright smile in the mirror, Xiao Yu also raised the corners of his lips and asked softly: "Yue'er, do you have to give me a gift?"

Su Lingyue looked puzzled, "Gift?"

Xiao Yu held the soft little hand on his shoulder, squeezed it gently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, I gave Yue'er a set of headgear a few days ago. Shouldn't Yue'er return the gift?"

"Huh?" Su Lingyue was surprised. "Does the prince have to return a gift? We've been married for so long, how come I didn't know there was such a rule?"

"It's not a rule."

Xiao Yu explained lazily, "It's just that I gave my princess a gift with all my heart, so of course I hope that she can also give me a gift in return with all her heart."

Hearing Xiao Yu's explanation, Su Lingyue chuckled.

"I thought the prince didn't need anything and didn't seem to care much about gifts. Is that not the case?"

Xiao Yu pinched her fingers and retorted, "I really don't care about gifts from others, but if it's from Yue'er, I'll like it no matter what it is."

Su Lingyue snorted, "You're lying! You didn't even wear the purse I gave you!"

Xiao Yu sighed, "Yue'er, you really wronged me. Didn't you take all my things? And you also took care of everything I wore every day!"

"Uh……"

It seems to be true.

Every day, Xiao Yu matches clothes and accessories. After choosing and choosing, Su Lingyue still thinks that jade best suits Xiao Yu's temperament.

So Xiao Yu basically wears jade every day.

Su Lingyue walked to Xiao Yu's side and smiled: "What does the prince like? I will go to the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow."

"The ones there are too ordinary." Xiao Yu played with the tender hand in his hand, with a bit of disdain in his tone.

After all, the Treasure Pavilion was a place frequented by the young men and ladies of the aristocratic families in the entire capital. Every piece of jewelry there was extremely valuable, yet he actually despised it.

Su Lingyue asked doubtfully, "What is so unusual that the prince wants? Rare items like night-shining pearls and amethysts cannot be bought with money."

Xiao Yu thought about it, then looked up at Su Lingyue and said, "If my mother-in-law were still alive, she would definitely give me a token of change of heart when I change my words!"

"But my mother died when she gave birth to me." Everyone in the capital knew about this.

"But her daughter is my wife now, so it's okay for her to take her place." Xiao Yu had a faint smile on his face.

Xiao Yu is... asking for a status and a token of trust?

Concubine Zhen gave Su Lingyue a pair of high-quality white jade bracelets, so does he want a similar one now?

Su Lingyue chuckled, "Okay, I'll go and pick out some from my mother's dowry later."

"Yeah." Xiao Yu responded.

Looking at Su Lingyue's bright smile, Xiao Yu also slightly raised the corners of his lips.

His princess still looks good when she smiles.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching from afar, and Caiyi said outside: "My Lord, Miss, lunch is here."

"Send it in." Caiyi and Qiulu walked in carrying food boxes.

Seeing this, Caidie walked over to help set the table.

Su Lingyue put down the wooden comb, helped Xiao Yu up, and sat down with him at the table.

Lunch was still venison porridge, plus three dishes and a soup.

After they had lunch and rinsed their mouths and hands, Su Lingyue handed the visiting card to Xiao Yu.

"Yan Qing and I don't know each other, and we can't make a decision. Do you want to meet him?"

Slender white fingers took the visiting card and opened it.

His calm eyes took a quick glance, and stopped when he saw the last name.

Sui Jian, Governor-General of Liangjiang?

Xiao Yu had some impression that on the day of the emperor's birthday banquet, he sat in the second row behind the chief minister Cui Maoxing.

He was about thirty years old, had a mustache, and during the banquet he only exchanged a few polite words with the court officials around him.

Xiao Yu had heard some things about him before. After passing the imperial examination at the age of 20, he stayed in Beijing for six years and was then sent out to other places. After more than ten years, he became the Governor-General of Liangjiang.

It is said that during his tenure, he achieved remarkable political achievements and enjoyed a very good reputation among the people.

But they don't seem to have anything in common.

Besides, didn't he know the situation of Prince Su's mansion? Why did he visit suddenly?

Xiao Yu put the visiting card on the table and pulled Su Lingyue, who was standing beside him, into his arms.

Su Lingyue sat down and asked, "Will Your Majesty meet him?"

Xiao Yu nodded, "It would be fine if I could find time to meet you tomorrow at 9:00 p.m."

"An old friend of the prince?"

"No. But since he's here, he must have his purpose. It doesn't hurt to take a look."

*

Li Jing followed Li Qingfeng to the familiar courtyard and looked around. It was still the same as before.

Li Qingfeng followed Li Jing into the yard and closed the door after entering. His green robe matched the small yard very well, it was simple and clean.

"I have been carefully feeding these chickens. Come and take a look. Which one do you want to stew today?"

He looked at Li Jing with a gentle gaze, completely different from that of a murderous person, and there was a hint of expectation hidden in his eyes.

Li Jing met his gaze, her cold eyes softened, and she walked to Li Qingfeng's side.

When the chickens inside saw someone coming, they all clucked and walked towards them.

They just gathered in front of Li Jing and ignored Li Qingfeng.

Li Qingfeng's face darkened slightly. It was obvious that the chickens he raised were not close to him.

"I didn't realize that they also like beautiful women."

Li Jing's lips twitched slightly, and she glanced at him, "Is it possible that they remember that you were the one who killed their companions?"

Li Qingfeng was stunned, looked at the chickens, and said in a deep voice: "Maybe."

Li Jing walked to the porch, grabbed a handful of corn kernels from the bag and scattered them into the chicken coop.

The plump chickens with shiny fur scrambled to grab food on the ground. They lowered their heads and then looked up again. In a moment, all the corn kernels on the ground were gone.

Seeing that the delicious corn kernels were eaten, the chickens came to Li Jing and called "cluck, cluck".

Li Jing felt very happy seeing how enthusiastic they were.

She curled her lips and said, "I only know how to kill people, not chickens. You have to be the villain."

She said it lightly, as if the people she killed were not as important as the chickens.

Li Jing continued to tease the chickens, with the corners of her lips raised and her smile particularly bright.

Li Qingfeng turned his head and looked at her with a serious look.

She seldom laughed, at least she had never laughed so happily in front of him. This was the first time.

Li Qingfeng seemed to see again the girl who had fought with other boys on the street many years ago, unrestrained, flamboyant, lively and bright.

After picking up a fatter chicken and preparing it, Li Qingfeng went into the kitchen.

Li Jing helped him.

She didn't know how to cook, so she sat in front of the stove and made a fire.

Li Qingfeng instructed Li Jing to cook the food with a higher or lower heat depending on the dish to be cooked.

The orange firelight shone on Li Jing's face, making her feel warm. It was as if time had gone back to seven years ago, and it was the same for her and her brother.

After dinner, the sun was shining outside, so Li Jing sat in the yard to practice swordplay. Li Qingfeng set up a table not far from her and drew a picture of her heroic figure dancing with the sword.

The girl is heroic and beautiful, and the man is gentle, elegant and a modest gentleman. If an unfamiliar person saw them at this moment, they would definitely think they were a young couple.

After dinner, it was completely dark. Li Jing opened the gate of the yard and prepared to go out.

"Let me see you off!" Li Qingfeng followed behind her, their eyes fixed.

Li Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at Li Qingfeng, "I know Kung Fu, but you can only kill chickens. You send me back and then I will send you back?"

Li Qingfeng couldn't help laughing out loud.

Li Jing rarely talks to people in such a relaxed manner. It seems that she is in a good mood today.

Li Qingfeng did not insist any longer. He handed a bag of hot sugar-roasted chestnuts to Li Jing and reminded her, "Be careful on the road."

After watching Li Jing leave and out of sight of her back, he smiled and closed the gate.

Li Jing held the chestnuts in her arms, eating them as she walked. The smile she had just had disappeared completely, and her face became gloomy.

When she reached North Street, she suddenly heard the sound of weapons clashing not far ahead.

Her expression froze, she stuffed the sugar-roasted chestnuts into her arms and walked quickly forward to check the situation.