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

Chapter 512: Don’t Mention Others

In the hall of Furong Pavilion, Xiao Yu played chess with Yan Qing under candlelight.

But he seemed a little absent-minded and kept looking out the door.

Yan Qing guessed that he was waiting for Su Lingyue, so he asked, "My Lord, do you want to ask someone to call the princess back?"

Xiao Yu retracted his gaze, picked up a black piece with his slender white fingers and placed it on the chessboard, and said in a deep voice: "No need. When it gets dark, the birds know to return to their nests, and people will not forget."

Looking at Xiao Yu's expressionless face, Yan Qing felt that her prince seemed to be speaking in anger.

In the past, our prince had never been so lively.

In the past, when they accompanied the prince, the prince would laugh and get angry, but people in their twenties were now gloomy and lifeless.

Ever since the princess entered the palace, the prince has become more lively.

After Yan Qing picked up the white piece and put it down, he ignored what Xiao Yu had just said, stood up, opened the door, and told the servant outside to go and find the princess.

Xiao Yu did not stop him, but picked up a black piece and placed it on the chessboard. However, his expression was not as cold as before, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

*

When Su Lingyue returned to Furong Pavilion, Xiao Yu and Yan Qing were still playing chess.

Seeing her come in, Yan Qing's eyes rolled, and he slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, Uncle Wu asked me to check the accounts, Princess, come and play chess with the prince."

Before leaving, he walked to Su Lingyue's side and whispered, "The prince has been watching the door today."

Although the words were not fully spoken, Su Lingyue understood the meaning.

Luzhu naturally heard it, and pulled Caidie and said, "Let's go see how the dinner is prepared."

The two of them followed Yan Qing out one after the other.

Xiao Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at Su Lingyue lightly, then retracted his gaze and played with the black piece in his hand, "I thought the bird forgot to return to the nest today."

Su Lingyue was very happy when she heard the emotion in Xiao Yu's words.

She walked over, hooked her arms around Xiao Yu's neck, sat on his lap, leaned over and said intimately: "How could it be possible? The prince is here. Even if the prince gives the bird another pair of wings, the bird will not fly away. At most, it will fly higher and finally fall into the prince's arms with a whoosh."

He gestured with one hand while speaking.

The faint scent of jasmine mixed with a barely perceptible hint of herbal fragrance lingered in his nose, and the familiar smell made Xiao Yu feel at ease.

"You really have no restraint when it comes to sweet talk." No matter how emotional Xiao Yu was, at this moment, under this sweet offensive, it all turned into a smile on his lips.

"I love to tell my prince." Su Lingyue leaned closer and chuckled, "If your prince misses me, you can just tell him directly."

Looking at the sly smile in Su Lingyue's eyes, Xiao Yu awkwardly looked away. When he heard a low chuckle, he simply lowered his head to cover that bewitching little mouth.

Gently biting the soft lips, feeling the warmth and fragrance between the lips and teeth, Xiao Yu's unhappiness and loneliness finally dissipated.

At this moment, he wanted to swallow the person in his arms directly into his stomach without being separated for a moment.

*

In the evening, when the two finished their dinner, it was already dark.

When Su Lingyue and Xiao Yu were about to go back to their bedroom, Xia He hurried over to report, "Princess, the gatekeeper said someone wants to see you, and that person claims to be a clerk at Zhao's firm."

A clerk at Zhao's firm?

Su Lingyue thought of the letter she wrote to Zhao Xingzhou.

Is there any news about the Spirit Fire Grass?

"Call him to the hall!" he said, standing up.

Before going out, Su Lingyue paused and then thought of Xiao Yu.

At this time, Xiao Yu was looking at her calmly, seemingly thinking about something.

But she no longer had the energy to think about it.

It is still uncertain what the purpose of Zhao's visit is. If it is not his purpose, wouldn't Xiao Yu's hope be rekindled and then disappointed again?

How cruel that would be!

She smiled at Xiao Yu and said, "My Lord, I'll go take a look and will be back soon. Please wait for me here so that you don't get tired."

Su Lingyue's eyes sparkled, and her excitement was evident in her words.

Xiao Yu knew that Su Lingyue and Zhao Xingzhou were in contact, but when did their relationship become so good that they were so happy to meet each other?

"Well, come back early." Xiao Yu reminded calmly.

Looking at Su Lingyue's hurriedly leaving back, Xiao Yu's eyes gradually dimmed, and an inexplicable irritation surged in his heart.

*

In the hall, Su Lingyue saw the person coming, who was the clerk from Zhao's Trading Company on South Street.

Seeing Su Lingyue coming, the waiter immediately knelt down to salute.

"I am here to see the princess."

Su Lingyue stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Stand up, what do you want to see me for?"

The waiter stood up and said with a worried look, "I heard something. I'm afraid only the princess can handle this matter. That's why I came to disturb the princess so late at night."

When Su Lingyue heard that it was not about the spiritual fire grass, her excited heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Seeing Su Lingyue's face darken, the waiter thought that Su Lingyue didn't want to be disturbed, so he knelt down and said, "Princess, this matter is related to my master. I am a little worried. Now that the master is not here, I can only come to you for help."

Su Lingyue calmed down and asked, "Tell me what happened in detail, and then I can decide whether to intervene."

The waiter said, "These days, I heard from a familiar servant in the mansion that the master is now critically ill and will soon die. I want to ask the princess to go and see him."

Su Lingyue heard this and asked in confusion: "I went to see Mr. Zhao before. Although Mr. Zhao was unable to walk, he was treated according to the method I told him, and the massage master also massaged him, so his condition would not worsen. How could he suddenly become critically ill?"

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "The master is taken care of by the Madam herself. I don't know the details. My acquaintance is responsible for sweeping the master's yard. I heard the master groaning in pain several times while sweeping... The young master is not here, and I am worried that something has happened to the master. I can only ask the princess for help."

Su Lingyue was even more puzzled after hearing his words: "Since it is Madam Zhao who is taking care of her personally, what are you worried about? If you are worried, you can go and ask in person."

The waiter said, "When Madam was pregnant with the second young master, the old master took in several concubines. The concubine took the opportunity to seize Madam's power as the housekeeper. Madam was so angry that she gave birth to the second young master and injured her body. She then blamed the second young master and treated him very harshly. The second young master was worried, and Madam resented the old master even more, so she asked me to keep an eye on him."

No wonder Zhao Xingzhou would do business on the border.

Now Zhao Xingzhou is in the western border looking for spiritual fire grass. No matter what, Zhao Xingzhou cannot be distracted now.

Su Lingyue said: "I already know that I will go to the Zhao Mansion tomorrow, you can go back first."

The guy kowtowed repeatedly before leaving.

*

Back at Hibiscus Pavilion, Xiao Yu sat under the lamp, stroking the cup with his fingers. It was unknown what he was thinking about. The faint candlelight sprinkled on his face, and his expression was exceptionally gentle.

Hearing the footsteps, Xiao Yu raised his eyelids and looked at Su Lingyue. The joy on her face had disappeared, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

"What happened?" Xiao Yu asked in a gentle voice.

Su Lingyue walked over to the chair next to him and sat down, saying sullenly, "It's Zhao Xingzhou's father. I heard from the servant that he is critically ill, so he wanted me to go and see him."

She told Xiao Yu her guess.

"It may be that Madam Zhao deliberately harmed me. I want to go and see what's going on tomorrow. Before Mr. Zhao comes back, Mr. Zhao must not be harmed in any way."

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and listened, stroking the cup with his fingertips, his eyes becoming darker.

After Su Lingyue finished speaking, Xiao Yu raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Just take the letter from the palace to invite an imperial physician over. Yue'er doesn't have to go there in person."

Su Lingyue said sullenly, "But the imperial physician is responsible for treating patients and cannot manage matters in the inner house. If it is really Madam Zhao who did it, I have to go over and warn her. Any grudges or grievances must be settled after Master Zhao comes back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Lingyue raised her eyes and saw Xiao Yu looking at her quietly. On his indifferent face, his pair of deep eyes were as calm as a deep pool.

"What's wrong?" Su Lingyue didn't know why Xiao Yu's expression suddenly changed.

The two looked at each other for a while. Looking at Su Lingyue's clear and innocent eyes, Xiao Yu was the first to give in and stretched out his hand towards Su Lingyue.

Su Lingyue smiled and put her hand into Xiao Yu's tall hand, allowing Xiao Yu to pull her into his arms.

Xiao Yu pinched the soft flesh on her waist and said unhappily, "You little heartless person, that person eats, drinks, defecates and urinates in the same room, aren't you afraid of being stinked by the stink?"

How could his sweet-smelling Yue'er go to a place like that?

Su Lingyue couldn't help but frowned when she thought of Concubine Zhen's Gelsemium elegans.

But Zhao Xingzhou is now fully focused on finding the spiritual fire grass. If he is delayed because of this matter, it will be a big mistake.

Su Lingyue said in a dignified voice: "But if Madam Zhao really treats Mr. Zhao like this, I must go there. Even if it is a family matter, I have to wait for Mr. Zhao to come back..."

Before she could finish her words, a piece of dried fruit was stuffed into Su Lingyue's mouth.

She watched Xiao Yu bite it twice, then blinked in confusion.

Why did Xiao Yu try to stop her? She hadn't finished her words yet.

Seeing that Su Lingyue finally stopped talking, Xiao Yu raised his lips and said, "I'll let Yan Qing go tomorrow."

Su Lingyue nodded.

Xiao Yu half-lowered his eyes, staring into Su Lingyue's clear eyes, and whispered with pressure: "Also, don't mention others anymore."

Su Lingyue nodded again, and understood something as their breaths intertwined.

He is jealous.

Su Lingyue felt inexplicably happy. She curled her lips, moved her body to hug Xiao Yu, and rubbed her cheek against Xiao Yu's face.