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

Su Lingyue wore a simple white long coat with a cross collar and narrow sleeves and a peony pattern. The waistband of the same color showed off her waist, and she wore a white rabbit fur cape on the outside.

Caiyi sent Su Lingyue to the door, pulled her cloak and reminded her: "Miss, stay with Guard Yun and the Second Young Master, don't walk around alone, and come back early after you finish your visit."

Su Lingyue smiled and responded softly: "Yeah, I know."

Outside the door, a carved carriage was parked outside. Yun Ting, dressed in black, stood beside it, with a footstool already placed.

When Su Lingyue walked to the carriage, Yun Ting took a step to the side and raised his arm.

What is this? Let me hold his arm and go up?

Yun Ting lowered his eyes and lowered his head slightly, standing silently in the cold wind, without any solemn and murderous aura on his body.

Su Lingyue paused, looked at the raised arm, and said silently: "This is against the rules. I can go up by myself."

After saying that, she lifted up her skirt and carefully stepped onto the footstool to get into the carriage.

Although she no longer blamed Yun Ting for that sword, she couldn't treat him the same way she treated Yan Qing.

The shadow of the sword has not been completely eliminated. Su Lingyue is still afraid every time she thinks of it.

Yun Ting put down his arms and stared at the curtain of the carriage in a daze. After a while, he put away the footstool and drove to Jiang Mansion.

When the carriage arrived at the side door of the Jiang family, Jiang Siqi was already waiting at the door.

He changed out of his armor and put on a purple-blue long coat, tied his hair into a ponytail, put one foot on the stone steps, and tossed his sword around.

"Second cousin." Su Lingyue lifted the curtain and called out.

Hearing Su Lingyue's voice, Jiang Siqi caught the falling sword and showed his big white teeth, "Cousin."

After greeting Yun Ting, Jiang Siqi entered the carriage and lifted the curtain. He was startled and said, "Why are you alone? Is the prince still not well? If you need any medicine, just go to the Jiang family's medicine shop and get it."

Jiang Siqi is a carefree person. After thinking about it, Su Lingyue decided not to tell him that Xiao Yu was not in Beijing.

"It's me who wants to see Wang Yirong."

Jiang Siqi thought for a moment and asked, "Are you going to laugh at her?"

This was not like his cousin's usual style, but if his cousin wanted to make fun of her, he could also say a few words to help.

Jiang Siqi originally disliked the two sisters of the Wang family. One was arrogant and domineering, while the other was talentless and petty.

Neither are popular.

"No."

Su Lingyue shook her head and told Jiang Siqi everything about Wang Yirong, except the part involving Xiao Changshi.

Jiang Siqi was very surprised. "So she has been pretending all these years, just to kill her father who is in human skin?"

Su Lingyue nodded.

Jiang Siqi was so angry that his fists creaked. "He ruined a good family! It's a pity that I was still a child at that time. If it were now, I would beat him so hard that he would regret being born as a human being!"

Do you regret it? Probably not!

Some people know something is wrong but still do it, just like her father.

But her father never felt that he was wrong.

In the Dali Temple prison, Su Lingyue and Jiang Siqi met Wang Qing.

At this time, there was not a single piece of intact skin on his body. The thin prison uniform was torn and covered with whip marks. The blood had dyed the white prison uniform red. Wang Qing's face was also bruised and purple. He lay on the torn straw mat, motionless.

Jiang Siqi looked at Wang Qing with unshakable disgust in his eyes, as if he had seen something dirty.

When the jailer reminded them to leave, Jiang Siqi remembered that his cousin was still there. He turned to Su Lingyue and asked, "Are you scared, cousin? If you are scared, just close your eyes and hold my sleeve. I will tell you when we get there."

Su Lingyue shook her head, "I'm not afraid."

Seeing that the calmness on Su Lingyue's face didn't seem fake, Jiang Siqi was surprised for a moment.

He still remembered that his cousin used to be very afraid of these bloody things.

Now seeing such a scene, she can still be so calm, she is worthy of being a princess.

Wang Yirong was found in the women's prison. In order to take care of Wang Jingshu, Dian locked her up with her, while Wang Yirong was locked up alone in another cell.

Wang Jingshu was still crazy and stupid, so Dian held her in her arms and protected her carefully.

There were no signs of torture, but he was dirty and no longer as noble and calm as before.

When Dian looked up, she saw Jiang Siqi and Su Lingyue looking at her.

At this moment, she felt like she saw a savior. She let go of Wang Jingshu in her arms, crawled to the prison door on her knees, and begged, "Princess, Master Jiang, all of this was done by Wang Qing. It has nothing to do with Shuer and me. Please, tell His Majesty to release Shuer and me. I will repay you!"

After saying that, he knelt down and began to kowtow.

Jiang Siqi looked at Dian coldly and cursed, "You have the nerve to ask me to plead for you! First you framed my father, then you poisoned him because you were worried that he would overturn the verdict. You never thought of giving him a chance to survive! Why should I plead for you now? This is your retribution!"

Dian argued, "But this was all done by Wang Qing. Shu'er and I are innocent and should not be implicated by him!"

Su Lingyue thought of her uncle spitting blood and dying, and her heart was calm at the moment. "You had many opportunities to betray Wang Qing to His Majesty and redeem yourself, but you didn't. You even tried to help Wang Qing get rid of the charges. From that moment on, you were an accomplice. If you really wanted to do good for your daughter, you shouldn't have condoned and shielded Wang Qing from the beginning. Everything she has now is caused by you as parents. You are not wronged."

Jiang Siqi couldn't stand Dian's sophistry, and said to Su Lingyue: "Cousin, there is no need to reason with her. She has done bad things. It is too late to invite the Buddha from the West now."

Su Lingyue followed Jiang Siqi without stopping and came to the door of the cell where Wang Yirong was imprisoned.

Wang Yirong was wearing prison clothes, sitting on the straw with her knees hugged, looking calm.

Her face was clean of all makeup, and at this moment, she looked cool and pure, as if untainted by the mundane world, but her brows were slightly furrowed.

Seeing Su Lingyue and Jiang Siqi, Wang Yirong did not move. She just pushed her loose hair behind her ears and asked with a faint smile, "Why are you two here? Are you here to see what happened to this family?"

Jiang Siqi snorted, "Who has nothing better to do than to watch them!"

After saying this, he turned his back and stopped looking at the people in the prison.

Wang Yirong smiled and looked at Su Lingyue, and asked, "Is there something the princess needs?"

"Are you happy now? After avenging your mother." Su Lingyue stared at Wang Yirong.

"Well, I'm happier than ever. Those who made my mother so miserable will have to apologize to the King of Hell. I've lived for the past sixteen years just for this day."

This was Wang Yirong whom Su Lingyue had never seen before. Now her face showed a look of relief and her smile was genuine.

"Don't you regret it?" Su Lingyue asked.

Wang Yirong's eyes darkened, her brows knitted, and she looked ahead vaguely: "I should go to the Zhao family in person to cancel the engagement, so that Mr. Zhao wouldn't have a stroke. I am sorry for him."

Looking at her like this, Su Lingyue vaguely felt that perhaps Wang Yirong was also interested in Zhao Xingzhou.

Su Lingyue said: "Do you have a message for him? I can help you convey it."

Wang Yirong retracted her gaze, looked at Su Lingyue, and said with a faint smile: "There is a Chen Po in Yanzhi Lane. She knows an excellent massage master. His massage skills can teach people about life and death. Princess, please ask her to help me find him and send him to the Zhao Mansion. Then Mr. Zhao may still have a chance to get better."

"Just, Princess, please don't tell him that I asked you to invite him." Wang Yirong warned lightly.

"Why?" Su Lingyue was puzzled.

Wang Yirong looked at Su Lingyue and smiled slyly, "I have no relatives or friends in the world, so just think of it as I want someone to remember me. It's better to hate than to forget."

Su Lingyue nodded, said nothing more, and left the Dali Temple with Jiang Siqi.

On the way back, Jiang Siqi asked in confusion: "Cousin, did you go there just to listen to her last words?"

Su Lingyue lowered her eyes and said, "Second cousin, I miss mother very much. She lost her life giving birth to me, but I can't do anything for her. If I could choose, I would ask her not to give birth to me and live a good life."

Seeing Su Lingyue's sad look, Jiang Siqi felt a little sad. "I heard from my father that when my aunt was pregnant with you, the doctor said that her age and physical condition were not suitable for childbirth. But my aunt said that you were hard to come by, and she had to give birth to you no matter what."

At this point, Jiang Siqi's voice began to choke up. With red eyes, he patted Su Lingyue's head and said, "Don't be sad, cousin. Seeing you sad makes me sad too."

"Yeah." Su Lingyue also choked up, "I can't do anything for my mother, even if I want to risk my life for her, I can't. I came to see Wang Yirong to thank her, and I also want to feel from her what it feels like to risk your life for your mother."

Jiang Siqi sniffed and said, "Aunt really cherishes you, so she made such a decision. Cousin, you have to live happily, and then Aunt will be happy."

"Okay." Su Lingyue rarely saw Jiang Siqi's red eyes, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She took out a handkerchief and was about to wipe her tears, but she found that she had put two handkerchiefs in it without knowing when, so she handed the other one to Jiang Siqi, "Wipe your tears, don't let your uncle and aunt laugh at you."

Jiang Siqi took the handkerchief and began to wipe his tears and nose. Su Lingyue was amused by him and laughed again.