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

"Things?" Su Lingyue couldn't remember it for a moment.

Xiao Yu stared at Su Lingyue and raised his eyebrows. "You want to deny what you said when you woke me up at noon today?"

After he reminded her, Su Lingyue remembered that she had promised Xiao Yu to coax him tonight.

Su Lingyue's cheeks turned red, and facing Xiao Yu's questioning look, she really couldn't argue.

Then just coax him.

Clearing his throat, Su Lingyue said with a desperate look: "Your Majesty, lie down!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xiao Yu released the hand that was around Su Lingyue, propped himself up and lay down, with a playful smile on his face, looking at Su Lingyue with burning eyes, waiting for her to start coaxing him.

Su Lingyue blushed, looked down at him, coughed lightly and said, "Your Highness, close your eyes."

Xiao Yu chuckled and refused, "How can I watch Yue'er coax people if you shut up?"

Su Lingyue rejected Xiao Yu's refusal, "You had your eyes closed last night, and I can't coax you out with your eyes open now."

"Okay, I'll close my eyes."

Xiao Yu really closed his eyes, but Su Lingyue couldn't ignore the upturned corners of his mouth.

Su Lingyue took direct action and pressed down the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, but unexpectedly, the corner of his mouth raised even higher.

"Your Highness, you are not allowed to laugh!" Su Lingyue said angrily.

However, nothing worked.

"It would be fine if the moon remained the same as last night." Xiao Yu closed his eyes, the smile on his lips growing instead of diminishing.

Under the dim candlelight, the smile on the usually stern face at this moment was more dazzling than any treasure Su Lingyue had ever seen, and more precious than any treasure.

Forget it, isn't it just to make him happy?

Su Lingyue coughed lightly, her little face turned red like a ripe apple. She suppressed her embarrassment and began to coax Xiao Yu the same way she did last night.

Gentle kisses fell on Xiao Yu's brows, cheeks, and lips.

Su Lingyue recalled the nightmare Xiao Yu had last night.

In the middle of the night, Su Lingyue was half asleep when she suddenly heard Xiao Yu talking.

"Brother Pei!"

"Deputy General Zhou!"

"Uncle Pei, don't!"

……

Xiao Yu called out many people, his voice was trembling, full of fear, struggle and desperate cries!

Su Lingyue realized that Xiao Yu was having a nightmare.

"Prince, Prince! Wake up!" She pushed Xiao Yu, but it was of no use. Xiao Yu seemed to be trapped in a deep nightmare.

She wanted to hold Xiao Yu's hand, but found that Xiao Yu's hands were clenched into fists.

Xiao Yu was still struggling in pain, shouting through gritted teeth.

In the darkness, Su Lingyue was terrified. She leaned over and hugged Xiao Yu, ignoring his struggle. She held his neck and whispered soothing words in his ear.

"My Lord, it's okay, it's alright!"

"We are all here with you. We won't leave you! It's okay!"

"Xiao Yu, don't be afraid! It's okay!"

……

Su Lingyue's heart ached. She hugged Xiao Yu's head tightly, held him in her arms, and comforted him gently over and over again.

After a long time, Xiao Yu finally calmed down and stopped struggling and crying out in pain.

Was it because his body was too weak that reminded him of his past powerlessness and those painful memories?

The surname Pei, Su Lingyue knew, was Pei Yuan, Marquis of Zhenbei.

It is a taboo for everyone in Daning.

Seven years ago, even though she was still young, she noticed that starting from that year, the women of the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion never attended any banquets again.

She didn't think much about it at that time.

By the time she was old enough to understand things, the Zhenbei Marquisate had completely disappeared from this world, and even the mansion was gone.

No one talked about it, as if the entire Zhenbei Marquis Mansion had never existed.

Su Lingyue vaguely guessed something.

The relatives, close friends, and old acquaintances that Xiao Yu mentioned are probably those people.

In that painful cry, Su Lingyue's heart seemed to have experienced a torture.

When she let go of Xiao Yu's hands, her face was already covered with tears, and she felt heartbroken and helpless.

Su Lingyue didn't want to convey this painful emotion to Xiao Yu.

Su Lingyue replaced those soothing words with a nursery rhyme:

Moonlight,

Shining on the lotus pond,

Riding a bamboo horse,

Passing the lotus pond,

The lotus leaves in the lotus pond are dense and thick.

The lady came by boat to pick up her lover.

The accent is the soft Wu dialect, which was taught to Su Ling by her wet nurse when she was a child.

Her wet nurse was from the south and often hummed some soft Wu dialect songs to coax Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue listened more and learned some things.

Su Lingyue's cheeks flushed, and she asked Xiao Yu softly, "How is it?"

Xiao Yu opened his eyes, with a smile on his face that he couldn't hide. "Well, the singing is indeed beautiful. No wonder it can dispel nightmares. I actually married a thrush fairy."

"You're teasing me!" Su Lingyue patted Xiao Yu gently, and the smile on her slightly red cheeks could not be hidden.

Xiao Yu held Su Lingyue in his arms and coaxed her softly, "Will Fairy Huamei sing one more song?"

Su Lingyue chuckled softly while lying in Xiao Yu's arms, imitating the dialogue in the picture book, "Since you like it, I will sing another song for you."

The voice is soft and pleasant to hear.

That night, Xiao Yu had no dreams.