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

After bathing, Su Lingyue came out of the cubicle wearing a thin silk inner garment, with her long hair slightly wet like a waterfall.

Before she reached the dressing table, she glanced at Xiao Yu out of habit, but a sense of panic arose in her heart.

His face was still pale, and he was leaning against the head of the bed with his eyes closed.

Su Lingyue was stunned for a moment and quickly walked to the bed.

The slender fingers couldn't wait to take Xiao Yu's pulse.

Caiyi was holding a clean cotton handkerchief and was about to wipe Su Lingyue's hair. Seeing Su Lingyue sitting down beside the bed, she followed with the handkerchief in her hand.

The pulse was still beating stubbornly, although weaker than that of an ordinary person.

Su Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yu half opened his eyes, and his thick eyelashes were clearly visible on his pale face under the candlelight.

Su Lingyue's face changed from panic to a look of fear after the false alarm, with a layer of mist in her eyes.

Looking at Su Lingyue who was breathing slightly, Xiao Yu raised his other hand and brushed Su Lingyue's loose and slightly wet long hair behind her, his eyes full of heartache.

Feeling Xiao Yu's movements, Su Lingyue raised her eyes and smiled brightly at Xiao Yu. Her bright eyes sparkled, and her long eyelashes, which were covered with moisture, blinked like butterfly wings. "Did I disturb your sleep?"

Xiao Yu half-opened his eyes, curled his lips and shook his head, "No, I was just thinking about something."

Brushing the slightly wet long hair, Xiao Yu said to Cai Yi: "Give me the handkerchief."

"Yes, Your Highness." Caiyi hurriedly handed over the handkerchief.

"You don't have to serve me." Xiao Yu took the handkerchief, his eyes never leaving Su Lingyue.

"Yes." Caiyi looked at the two of them worriedly.

Caidie was holding Su Lingyue's changed clothes, and before she could figure out what was going on, she was pulled out of the bedroom by Caiyi.

Looking at the dark night sky, Caiyi sighed, her pretty face full of sorrow.

"Miss and the prince are such good people, why do they have to go through so much hardship!"

"Sister, do you think the prince will die?"

"No...definitely not!" She looked at the dark night, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was comforting her sister.

I hope that's true.

The colorful butterfly clasped her hands together and prayed devoutly to the night sky.

She didn't know who to worship, so she recited the names of all the gods and Buddhas in her mind.

Su Lingyue smiled and took off her shoes. After getting on the bed, she sat down with her back to Xiao Yu and hugged her knees. She gently reminded Xiao Yu behind her: "My lord, please wipe it gently. Don't hurt my hair!"

Xiao Yu sat up straight and wiped Su Lingyue's hair, his movements gentle and careful: "I have never served others before, if I hurt Yue'er by accident, Yue'er will have to bear it more!"

"Alright! You, the prince, are personally wiping my hair. I won't blame you even if it hurts."

Su Lingyue raised her head proudly and let Xiao Yu wipe her hair.

Feeling the subtle movements in her hair and the unintentional touches of her body, Su Lingyue's uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

Xiao Yu gently lifted a strand of long hair and wiped it lightly with the handkerchief.

Looking at the petite figure in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but flash back to her panic-stricken look just now, and the way she held back tears after realizing it was just a false alarm, but didn't dare let him see her forcing a smile.

No matter how sad I am, I will always smile brightly when I look at him.

All this made Xiao Yu feel more and more depressed.

Maybe he was wrong when he came back from Longhua Temple.

Today's situation was caused by his selfish behavior of keeping Su Lingyue by his side without considering the consequences.

And Su Lingyue said that she would stay with him no matter what.

It also made him feel panic in his heart.

"Once Lord Jiang's matter is settled, I will have someone renovate Muyunxuan and we can move in in the spring." Xiao Yu's voice was gentle and calm.

Su Lingyue was puzzled, "I think Furong Pavilion is a good place to live. Doesn't Your Majesty like it?"

"I like it." Xiao Yu answered affirmatively, "I'm just worried that Yue'er won't like it if she lives here for a long time."

His body will only get weaker and weaker.

In the past, after the emperor gave him medicine, the cold poison took effect and he was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands. He needed someone to help him with even the most basic urination and defecation.

He knew how embarrassing that was.

Su Lingyue hugged her knees and began to think, "I like this very much. But if the prince likes Muyunxuan, then let people continue to repair it, and we will move in after it is repaired."

"But you have to leave a toilet cubicle in the bedroom like Furong Pavilion does, so it's convenient. Although the bathhouse is large, you will catch a cold on the way there when the weather is cold. If you really like the bathhouse, build it next to the bedroom, so you don't have to walk too far. Find a skilled craftsman to build it better, so that the steam from the bathhouse won't affect the bedroom."

Su Lingyue murmured from the bottom of her heart, "As long as we are together, we can live anywhere."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything else, just responded to her bitterly, "Okay."