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

Emperor Wen Zhao held the Empress's hand tighter and tighter, wishing he could rub her into his bones and blood. He continued gloomily, "Juan'er, aren't the plum blossoms in the garden inferior to the snow that melted in an instant?"

The Queen said calmly: "Your Majesty, the plum blossoms are beautiful!"

"Snapped"

Emperor Wen Zhao threw the queen onto the bed fiercely, shouting hysterically: "You lied to me, you lied to me!"

His expression was extremely distorted: "Why do you like snow? Why? I told you to like plum blossoms, I told you to plant plum blossoms, why can't you forget the snow every winter!"

He stepped forward and pinched the queen's flesh fiercely: "Why can't you forget him? I have killed him. After so many years, why do you always think about him? What do you want me to do so that you can forget him and put your heart on me wholeheartedly!"

Emperor Wen Zhao kept roaring and pinching the flesh on the Queen's back!

The queen closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said nothing!

Emperor Wen Zhao furiously tore off the empress's clothes and said, "I have given you the highest honor. You are the mother of a country, but you don't have me in your heart. You think about other men all day long. I won't allow it. I won't allow it. You can only belong to me, both body and mind..."

Afterwards, the queen leaned against the bed, her black hair somewhat messy covering half of her face, a huge teardrop fell from the corner of her eye, looking at the panting Emperor Wen Zhao, she whispered: "Your Majesty, please kill me!"

Emperor Wen Zhao was shocked!

He sat up suddenly, stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair on the queen's face behind her ears: "Juan'er, I was wrong, please don't leave me, okay?"

He pleaded sadly: "Juan'er, I love you too much. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was wrong, I was really wrong. I can't lose you. If you die, what will happen to our Chen'er? He is so weak. Juan'er, can you forgive me?..."

The Queen looked at Emperor Wen Zhao coldly. Why did he become like this?

He was like this every time. She no longer dared to look at the snow, dared not to think, and even dared not to touch anything related to Qingchuan, because Emperor Wen Zhao would go crazy and torture her. But in the end, he would always apologize in a panic.

She wanted to leave this world.

But she also understood that for Chen'er's sake, she could not give up her position as queen!

She closed her eyes helplessly...

In the dark night, in the heavy snow, under a black oil-paper umbrella, two people were walking!

The man was tall, wearing a thick black cloak, holding a black oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Next to him stood a slender eunuch wearing a white cloak. Snowflakes fell on the oil-paper umbrella, and there were faint footsteps in the snow, and occasional coughs!

Jun Yichen: "What's wrong with mother?"

Yang Susu: "Heart attack!"

Jun Yichen: "What is a heart attack?"

Yang Susu: "The aorta of the heart is blocked!"

Jun Yichen: "Possibly cured?"

Yang Susu: "It's not difficult. You just need to give me acupuncture every three days!"

Jun Yichen's peaceful eyes looked at the fox fur cloak on Yang Susu from time to time: "This is my mother's cloak!"

"Well, the Queen gave it to me to thank me!"

Jun Yichen nodded: "The king thanks you too!"

Yang Susu pulled her cloak closer. In the dark night, the Tongsheng flower on her forehead looked exceptionally beautiful, as if it were glowing.