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

"Your Majesty, is the dress in the box the one you bought for me?"

"My mother did it."

Su Lingyue was a little surprised. She remembered that Concubine Zhen was not in good health before she left the palace, and she didn't know how she was doing now.

She asked softly, "Did mother also make the Prince's suit? Is she in good health?"

"Ah, very good."

Xiao Yu closed his eyes, and although he responded to every word, his tone was indifferent.

Before, when Xiao Yu was not tired, Su Lingyue gave him a massage while they chatted, which was warm and comfortable.

When Xiao Yu was tired, she would quietly massage him. The atmosphere was very warm even though they didn't talk.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be stagnant, making Su Lingyue breathless.

Su Lingyue felt that the dispute with Yunting was not a big deal, and she also explained the reason, but she didn't know why Xiao Yu was in such a bad mood.

She stopped talking and just quietly gave Xiao Yu a massage, pressing her fingers on the acupoints with appropriate force.

After the massage and cleaning Xiao Yu's hair, Su Lingyue took a dry towel and gently wiped the wet hair dry bit by bit.

Xiao Yu leaned back in the bathtub with his eyes closed. His thick eyelashes covered his white jade-like skin. If it weren't for his frown, it would have been pleasing to the eye.

Su Lingyue felt her heart tighten as she watched, and she also frowned.

She didn't want to disturb Xiao Yu, so she scooped some hot water from the hot water bucket next to her and added it in, then said softly, "I'll go out first, Your Majesty, don't soak for too long."

"Yeah." Xiao Yu responded softly, still keeping his eyes closed.

Coming out of the cubicle, Su Lingyue sat down in front of the dressing table, opened a small box, reached in with her fingers to take out some hand cream, and rubbed her hands to spread it evenly. Her small hands were as white and delicate as water onions.

Su Lingyue poured a cup of hot tea and drank it in small sips before lying down on the bed. The soft bedding allowed her to completely relax her body and mind.

Looking at the ceiling of the tent, she began to recall what had just happened. No matter how she thought about it, she was confused and didn't understand why Xiao Yu's expression suddenly changed.

Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes. Although his eyes were cold and his face was expressionless, all kinds of emotions were surging in his heart and he couldn't suppress them no matter what.

His Yue'er only thought that Yun Ting was rejected for his kindness, so he held a grudge. However, as a man himself, he had been with Yun Ting as both a teacher and a friend for many years, so he knew Yun Ting too well.

Yun Ting has hated women since he was a child because of the misfortunes they encountered. The great changes in his family also made him cold-hearted and he would not have any personal feelings in his dealings with others.

Xiao Yu chose him as his successor because of this point in him.

He never shows kindness to anyone, not even men, let alone women.

Willing to break the rules of the mansion and willing to help his princess into the carriage, he would never understand these actions as respect.

Why does Yunting have strange feelings towards Yue'er?

When did it start?

How should he treat Yunting in the future?

Will Yunting betray him?

These questions created huge waves in his heart and made him upset.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. What used to be effortless before, he now had to hold on to the wall of the bathtub to do it.

We must get the spiritual fire grass from Xiao Changan as soon as possible.

The water droplets gathered into a stream, meandering down the chest, flowing through the waist and abdomen without any excess fat, and flowing down the long legs.

These legs have shrunk a lot compared to before, but it is not obvious compared with Su Lingyue's thin arms and legs.

Xiao Yu came out of the cubicle and walked to the bedside, and saw Su Lingyue lying on the bed holding his pillow, frowning and looking at the ceiling.

The light beside the bed was suddenly blocked. Su Lingyue came to her senses and saw Xiao Yu standing beside the bed, looking at her seriously.

"Bathing is ready!"

Su Lingyue threw the pillow aside, sat up, and gave Xiao Yu a bright smile.

"Ah."

When Xiao Yu saw Su Lingyue smile, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose.

He saw the pillow thrown aside and asked with a smile, "You sleep with this while your husband is away?"

"Yeah." Su Lingyue nodded with her big eyes flashing, and simply admitted, "I'm used to sleeping with the prince in my arms. After the prince left, I couldn't get used to sleeping."

Xiao Yu sat down beside the bed, leaned close to Su Lingyue, and put his forehead against hers, with a playful smile between his eyebrows, "How many times have you worn your husband's clothes, Yue'er?"

There was nothing wrong with hugging the pillow, but when it came to secretly wearing Xiao Yu's underwear, Su Lingyue felt that it was not right and her face felt hot.

"Just... I wore it a few times before the prince came back." Su Lingyue looked away, feeling guilty and not daring to meet the gaze of Xiao Yu who was pressing his forehead against hers.

She would not tell Xiao Yu that the strong feeling of missing him had consumed her since the first time she wrote to him.

Only when she put on Xiao Yu's underwear would she feel closer to Xiao Yu.

Looking at her blushing face and evasive eyes, the various thoughts surging in Xiao Yu's heart gradually calmed down.

At least no matter what others say, his princess will never change her mind.

Xiao Yu held the back of Su Lingyue's neck and gently stroked her hot cheek with his thumb.

"Yue'er, my Yue'er."

Xiao Yu's voice was low and soft, and his warm breath spread between the two of them. Xiao Yu lowered his head and kissed her.

After being apart for more than two months, the longing for each other was like a flood that broke through the dam and could no longer be suppressed.

Words can no longer express the longing in my heart, but a kiss can.

Xiao Yu greedily absorbed Su Lingyue's scent, but it was not enough. They were both sitting and it was not convenient for them to hug.

The two separated temporarily, and after untying the gauze curtain, Xiao Yu sat back on the bed, held the back of Su Lingyue's neck with his big hand, kissed her again, and then covered Su Lingyue with his whole body.

Today's kiss was particularly strong and domineering, as if it wanted to rob all the air from Su Lingyue's mouth.

Su Lingyue helplessly allowed Xiao Yu to plunder and harass her.

She had longed for such a passionate kiss for a long time.

After kissing for a while, Xiao Yu let go of Su Lingyue. He buried his head in Su Lingyue's neck and breathed heavily.

The faint scent of jasmine gradually calmed Xiao Yu's breathing, but his whole body was still covered on the soft body, feeling her warmth.

Xiao Yu took medicine to suppress his desire, and he felt satisfied just by kissing and hugging Su Lingyue's body.

But Su Lingyue had experienced a different kind of happiness. Although her breathing had calmed down, her body still longed to be closer to Xiao Yu.

After Xiao Yu calmed down, he rubbed Su Lingyue's cheek, and his slightly cool lips pressed against her slightly red cheek intimately.

The little face has a little baby fat and is sweet and soft, like a crispy dough.

He kissed all the way to her eyes, and when he met Su Lingyue's eyes, Xiao Yu noticed something strange.

The candlelight was dim in the gauze tent, but Xiao Yu could clearly see the clear eyes moving slightly, with desire in them.

More than two months have passed, and the thought of flirting with Xiao Yu has been bubbling in my heart for a long time.

Seeing Su Lingyue's desire, Xiao Yu stared at him deeply, his eyes gradually turning red.

Xiao Yu raised his hand and gently stroked Su Lingyue's cheek. His eyes trembled and he asked in a low voice: "Yue'er, have you really thought about it?"

As if struggling, Xiao Yu frowned and looked at Su Lingyue, with patience in his eyes.

Her clear eyes looked at Xiao Yu tenderly. Su Lingyue placed her small hand on the big hand on her cheek and asked with a gentle smile, "My Lord, I want to flirt with you, is that okay?"

The answer she got was a cool pair of lips.

Xiao Yu kissed her again, sucking and biting her soft lips over and over again until her lips became red and swollen, then he explored deeper.

The scorching kiss made the burning heart boil again.

Xiao Yu didn't let go of Su Lingyue until she moaned in comfort.

Su Lingyue was just curious when Xiao Yu took out her pink handkerchief from under her pillow, which was embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

The handkerchief gently covered Su Lingyue's eyes, and the two ends were tied into a knot behind her head.

Everything in front of me is blurry.

"Prince?" Su Lingyue called softly in confusion and raised her hand to untie it.

"Be good and don't move." He whispered in Su Lingyue's ear in a low and hoarse voice, and his breath sprinkled on Su Lingyue's ears, igniting a blush.

Along with the low voice, Su Lingyue's heart trembled.

When she couldn't see, her body was more sensitive.

As if bewitched, Su Lingyue let Xiao Yu put her hand down.

The big hand groped for Su Lingyue's belt and gently opened it.

Su Lingyue's fingers were tightly clenched on the mattress beneath her, and her clothes were peeling off one by one.

She didn't say anything else and let Xiao Yu's kiss fall on her neck.

Until the end, Xiao Yu was dressed neatly.

Unlike the previous two times of intimacy, there was no soft touch, and instead, what overwhelmed her was the slightly cool lips.

Su Lingyue had no time to be shocked before she was immersed in a wave of joy.