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

The imperial physician Qingchuan would not harm him, but for the sake of his mother, he would certainly try every possible means to save him.

Therefore, he was a dead baby with no breath but a beating heart.

He was a dead baby that was brought back to life by the imperial physician of Qingchuan using cold poison and the hundred-year-old Sheqing.

He covered his chest and gasped for breath, then started coughing violently: "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Then, a mouthful of blood spurted out, like a poppy flower, spreading across his moon-white brocade clothes and stinging Yang Susu's eyes.

Yang Susu paused for a moment and said in a lost voice: "My Lord!"

She hurried forward and hurriedly tore off Jun Yichen's shirt, revealing his pale but muscular upper body.

Qingzhou and Wangyou, who had been waiting outside, heard the noise in the room and hurriedly pushed the door open. They saw Yang Susu hurriedly taking off Jun Yichen's clothes.

Qingzhou and Wangyou looked at each other and closed the door silently.

Yang Susu's eyes were filled with the image of Jun Yichen vomiting blood. She didn't care about anything else and let him lean on her shoulder.

There were several more silver needles in his hand, and he inserted them steadily into his acupuncture points.

She whispered, "My Lord, are you feeling better?"

"Um."

His gentle voice came from behind: "Yang Susu, even if it is the first cold poison, is there no medicine to cure it? I will eventually be buried in this cold winter."

Yang Susu listened to his warm voice, but he said the saddest words. She seemed to understand the sadness and helplessness in his heart. For some reason, her heart was also tightened.

She whispered, "I've said before, your life is in my hands, not in the hands of God. Although there is no medicine to cure the cold poison, I can definitely cure it. You gave me a new life, and I definitely want you to live too. You have to wait for me."

He smiled warmly on his pale face, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I will wait for you."

"Is the prince feeling better?"

"Susu's medical skills are superb. I feel much better now, but I am a little sleepy."

Yang Susu reached out and pulled out the silver needle from Jun Yichen's back. Her fingertips touched his strong skin, and her face flushed slightly: "Your Highness, go to sleep if you are sleepy. It's time for me to go back."

Jun Yichen raised his head somewhat helplessly, looking at the unreal beautiful face in front of him, with smoky eyebrows and a pair of charming eyes that sparkled like glass.

I remember that when I first saw those eyes, they were filled with endless fear and hatred. After he saved her, in Wenqing Hall, those eyes were so cold that it was intimidating, hiding endless sadness.

But at this moment, these eyes did not show fear, hatred, coldness, or ruthlessness. Instead, they showed the tenderness and shyness that a woman should have. He could not help but say, "So beautiful! This is good."

Yang Susu was already nervous as she looked at Jun Yichen, who was shirtless. Suddenly, she heard Jun Yichen say such an inappropriate thing. In an instant, even her ears turned red.

"crunch"

At this moment the door opened again, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Then a figure stepped in, the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan walked in. He had just fought a cool fight in the rain and killed many of the Queen Mother's secret forces. Now he came here proudly to share with Jun Yichen.

Who would have known that the scenery inside the house would be like this at this moment.

The smile on his cynical face gradually froze, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then opened them again, still with the same expression, he was stunned.