Running his fingers over his rosy lips, Ling Xiao chuckled and walked to the round table, instructing the palace maid to make a pot of tea and prepare some pastries.

"Big brother, you've changed." He turned his gaze to Ling Yun, and after some meditation, he slowly spoke.

Ling Yun was not surprised at all, and glanced at Ling Xiao softly. Yes, over the years, he thought that he could be alone, he thought that nothing could pluck the string in the depths of his heart so easily, but the appearance of Su Jinyu broke everything.

The imperial physicians hugged the medical box, withdrew from the dormitory, and sent a palace maid to go back with them to get the medicine.

Ling Xiao spat the fragrance of tea, as if he was waiting for something, and he was reluctant to leave for a long time. He sometimes stared at Ling Yun, sometimes at Su Jinyu, the expression in his eyes changed so much that he couldn't easily guess what he was thinking.

Su Jinyu was put back on the bed, this time Ling Yun didn't let her do this, called the palace maid to change out of the wet palace clothes for her, and took a gorgeous dress and placed it outside the screen.

Ling Xiao and Ling Yun always had their backs to the bed until the palace maid withdrew.

"What do you want to say?" Ling Yun lowered his eyelids, unable to resist the tiredness coming from his limbs.

Patronizing and asking the imperial doctor to diagnose Su Jinyu's pulse, he only forgot about himself, and at this moment he was also soaked, and the rain dripped down the tips of his hair to the ground, and a lot of it penetrated into his noble dragon robe.

Ling Xiao took a sip of the tea in the teacup, a few drops flowed from the corners of his lips, and he gently wiped it with his fingertips, instantly transforming into that smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that you are wearing this soaked clothes and kindly remind you, aren't you uncomfortable?" Saying jokingly, he stood up from the stool as soon as he stretched out his legs, and walked towards the temple door with his clothes raised.

Ling Yun smiled bitterly a few times, took a set of Xuanzi robes and changed them on. He walked to the edge of the bed and reached out to probe the warmth of her forehead, and tucked the futon for her.

When the palace maid brought the pastries in, she happened to see Ling Yun staring at Su Jinyu affectionately, two red tides quickly appeared on her cheeks, and she put down the pastries lightly and immediately turned around and retreated.

Su Jinyu clutched the futon, and her body squirmed uncomfortably. Her memory is still stuck in the scene of kneeling in the rain, the rain, so big, as if it was about to completely drown her, she almost couldn't kick it.

"Help, help me."

The trembling and hoarse voice came into Ling Yun's ears intermittently.

He frowned slightly, brushed the broken hair from her ears and temples, and rubbed her young face with his five fingers open, gently, with great pity.

Nightmares haunted her, and two tears squeezed out from her closed eyes, slid across Ling Yun's fingertips, and fell hot into the pillow.

Crying, her tears he has seen many times these days. He really couldn't understand why she was so uncomfortable in her dreams, and what bothered her in her dreams.

Ling Yun picked up Su Jinyu's body and took it into his arms, touching her hot forehead, he had to comfort her softly.

"It'll be fine in a while, ...... obediently" Holding her back, after a while, seeing her gradually stretched face, Ling Yun had a funny thought.

The faint fragrance smells very good. Su Jinyu leaned on Ling Yun's chest, unconsciously reached out to wrap her hand around his waist, and the whole person drilled into his arms.

It's so warm and it's so comfortable. She maintained this posture still, and her white and flawless dress was instantly wet with the rain remaining on the ends of her hair, and she was dyed with elegant white lotuses.

"You have never let go in front of me, Qingyun's life, is it really so important? Jinyu, if you like it, I will give it to you. Does it really make you sad to stay by my side? So you should do what you want. He stroked her inky green silk and said leisurely.

In my heart, there is such a trace of pain, astringent.

When Su Jinyu regained consciousness, she found that she was holding Ling Yun, and she couldn't help but be stunned and pestle in place.

"Uncle Emperor......" When she saw him wearing a purple robe, she knew where she was, the dormitory that gave her a nightmare.

Letting go of her hands, she hurriedly withdrew from his embrace, escaped to the floor in disheveled clothes, knelt down, "The Emperor......" What qualifications does she have to regain his boundless favor.

Her nose was sour, her hair covered her face, Ling Yun couldn't see her appearance at the moment, and listened to her words quietly.

For a long time, he didn't see her say a word, but trembled and fell to his knees on the ground, and slowly stood up and paced in front of her.

"Don't let me worry about you, okay?" As he spoke, he quickly picked up Su Jinyu's body and walked to the bed, he chuckled lightly, without any angry look.

Su Jinyu secretly squinted at him a few times, she couldn't grasp his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, so naturally she didn't dare to say more.

Until the settlement was properly placed, and when Ling Yun got up to leave, Su Jinyu hurriedly grabbed his wrist and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Emperor...... Sorry ......"

She couldn't really find any words other than the words 'I'm sorry'. It seems that she has been telling him 'I'm sorry' all the time.

"Jinyu, as long as it is what you want, I will give it to you." He patted the back of her hand, inadvertently breaking away from her.

Su Jinyu slowly closed his eyes, why didn't he complain about himself at all, it was her wanton touch of his dignity as an emperor who didn't know the height of the sky, and it was she who always ruthlessly broke his heart.

But he always put that smile up, and never minded how much she had done.

Ling Yun saw her eyes closed, thinking that she was about to fall asleep, so he turned around indifferently. Today's recital has not yet been fully reviewed, and if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that it will delay the lives of the people in the world.

Just as he took a few steps, there was a violent impact on his back, which shook his whole body.

The small hands tightly grasped the clothes in front of his waist, and Ling Yun held her hand in surprise, "Jinyu, what's wrong?" ”

"Why have you never complained about me, why have you always indulged me like this. You are the emperor on the high, why have you never been angry with me, it is obviously my fault, but you are the one who suffers...... Don't, I don't want you to be good to me, Uncle Emperor, I don't want you to be sad, I also want you to be angry with me, why ......"

Throwing out a series of questions, Su Jinyu was already crying, she leaned against his broad back, and shed throbbing tears.

Ling Yun was dumbfounded, how should he tell her, and how could he say it. He heard her call 'uncle', how could he break this law alive.

"Girl, I'm your 'uncle', how can I treat you badly." He squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, forced her hands away, pretended to be nothing, and wiped away the tears hanging on her face with pity, "I've cried so much, it's become ugly." ”