Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

The little eunuch now follows the princess every day.

Li Sang knew that it must be her Xu'er.

Li Sang figured out why the princess did this.

It must be because of her husband.

Before entering the capital, her husband was a poor scholar with good literary talent and handsome appearance.

That day, his mother died, but he had no money to bury her. She gave him money to bury her mother.

It was also she who gave him money so that he could study with peace of mind.

Later, he hugged her and said that he loved her.

Later, her father agreed to the marriage and they got married.

They are very sweet after marriage, they really love each other.

After giving birth to two children, her husband went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. After all, the lifelong ambition of a scholar is to obtain a good reputation.

Li Sang was sure that her husband loved her.

He doesn't want to be with the princess.

His heart is not with the princess.

That's why the princess used her life and Xu'er's life to trap him in the princess's mansion.

I don't know how long Li Sang sat on the windowsill and watched the pedestrians coming and going below.

Yang Susu stood beside her and felt that the woman's back was full of vicissitudes and helplessness.

The setting sun cast a layer of dead yellow on her face.

In fact, Yang Susu knew that her soul had long been broken. On the night the little girl died, her heart was probably dead.

Yang Susu watched her back gradually become blurred.

Until the picture in front of me became clear again.

She saw Li Sang wearing a red dress and performing a blushing and heart-pounding dance on a stage.

Her waist twisted like a water snake, and the dazzling red skirt was like a flower that bloomed and quickly withered as she twisted.

Sitting below were the pale-faced princess and the haggard-faced prince consort.

The princess' eyes seemed to be poisoned, and she stared at Li Sang dancing on the stage like a snake.

Next to the princess stood the little boy.

He had now changed into a black eunuch's attire, holding a whisk in his hand, and stood obediently beside the princess, with his eyes lowered, looking very respectful.

He was even thinner than before, and it was obvious that he had been tortured badly by the princess.

Yang Susu saw that Li Sang, who was dancing on the stage, had been staring at the little boy. She had put on heavy makeup today, but her eyes seemed to be stained with too much rouge, and they were always red.

But the little boy kept his head down, not even looking up at Li Sang on the stage.

The maids and guards also lowered their heads, fearing to offend the princess who was in a bad mood and had a very bad temper.

"Xiao Xu'er, I'm thirsty."

The princess' voice rang out slowly.

In fact, Yang Susu also took a quick look at the princess that day. In comparison, the princess looked haggard but a lot fatter.

It should be the late stage of pregnancy, I ate too much, so even my figure is a little out of shape.

The look she gave Li Sang on the stage was filled with murderous intent and also with crazy jealousy.

The little boy beside her quickly picked up the teacup in front of the princess, knelt down, bent over, and handed the tea to the princess.

The princess slowly took the cup of tea, and suddenly, she kicked the little boy and scolded him harshly.

"You damned eunuch, the tea is cold, and you dare to give it to me, you are tired of living."

The teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The boiling hot tea spilled all over the floor, scalding the little boy's hands red.

The tea was so hot, but the princess said it was cold.

No one dared to say a word.

Even the prince consort beside him turned pale, and held back several times as he tried to speak.

He knew that if he pleaded for the little boy at this time, the princess would torture them even more unscrupulously.

She invited Li Sang into the mansion today, so she must have bad intentions.

Now, they are all toys in the princess's hands, but even if they are toys, he must avoid the worst from happening.

The princess's kick landed on the boy's heart. He was in so much pain that beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He curled up on the ground for a while before getting up. He kowtowed and begged for mercy: "I know I was wrong. I deserve to die. I will give it to you now..."

The princess waved her hand and said, "No need. Get up. I'm in a good mood today. Go stand behind me."

"Yes."

The little boy stood up tremblingly and stood behind the princess again.

Li Sang on the stage saw all this, but she did not stop dancing.

If she stopped, she would be the next to die.

She couldn't let herself die in front of her son.

She felt like she was out of control of her body and kept jumping and jumping.

Silence.

Everyone lowered their heads, except the princess, her husband, and the guard who killed the little girl, watching Li Sang's soul-stirring and graceful dance on the stage.

The prince consort's eyes stayed on Li Sang, and there were many indescribable emotions in his eyes.

He watched her twisting her charming body and dancing a dance she would never have done before.

She is a well-educated, well-mannered young lady from a wealthy family, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But now, because of him, I have fallen to such a state.

The princess had a sick smile on her pale face.

Li Sang was dancing, and suddenly stopped.

Because the princess held the little boy in her arms.

She held a knife in her hand, and stabbed the little boy directly into the body.

Li Sang watched as blood gushed out of the boy's abdomen.

The people around the princess did not dare to move at all, they kept their heads down and trembled with fear.

Blood gushed out of the corner of the little boy's mouth, and he smiled at Li Sang on the stage.

"Mother, mother..."

Li Sang had no idea what the little boy wanted to say.

She was just standing on the huge stage, her red dress fluttering, staring at the little boy blankly with her eyes closed.

The prince consort beside the princess suddenly went mad.

He desperately tried to snatch the knife from the princess's hand.

He desperately grabbed the princess's clothes.

He almost screamed crazily: "Bitch, you bitch, you actually killed my Xu'er, I will kill you, I will kill you."

The next second, his voice suddenly stopped.

The man next to the princess was the guard who brought the little girl's body that night, threw Li Sang into the brothel, and then forced the little boy to watch his mother being raped.

The princess's favorite lackey.

Just by gently pressing acupuncture points on the prince consort's body, he could no longer move.

He was a scholar, and he was powerless.

How can we possibly defeat these people with knives?

The princess pushed the boy's body away and stabbed the boy's body with the knife in front of everyone. She didn't know how many times she stabbed him before she felt relieved.