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

She had a space full of medicinal herbs and superb medical skills, and she didn't believe that she couldn't save Jun Yichen.

Although this disease is a bit strange.

Yang Susu reached out to roll up his sleeves, and when she touched his cold skin, she couldn't help but pause.

It's so cold.

Like a block of ice.

This cold body doesn't seem to be that of a living person.

After she drew the blood, she looked at the thick black blood with white mist in the syringe and couldn't help but frown.

The poison was so strong that he should have died long ago. It was the black gas that protected his heart and allowed him to live for so long.

What exactly is that black gas?

It's so powerful that it can resist the cold air invading the heart.

But why has the black energy become so weakened now?

The black gas doesn't seem to be poisonous.

Yang Susu put the collected blood into the Sansheng Stone with doubt, put down his sleeves, gently pulled the quilt over him, and covered him.

Looking at him sleeping soundly, with his sharp-edged, handsome, pale face and tightly knitted brows, she couldn't help but reach out and smooth his brows: "Prince, you have done me a favor, I will do everything I can to cure you, this medicine will allow you to sleep well tonight, go to sleep."

Yang Susu understood very clearly that although she had only met him a few times, looking at him, it seemed as if they had known each other for a long time. She liked the gentleness and tranquility in his eyes. When she was with him, her frozen heart and the thorns all over her body could always take off the armor on her body.

She turned slightly, picked up the black cloak on the shelf, put it on, opened the door, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. She quickly closed the door, fearing that the cold wind would disturb the sleeping person on the bed.

After she closed the door, she turned around and saw

There was only a "bang" sound.

"Stop right there, or I'll chop off your pig's hand!"

Yang Susu looked up and saw that the door of the opposite room was kicked down by Wangyou.

Wangyou's face was flushed with anger, his cheeks were puffed up with anger, and his narrow eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

At this moment, she stepped on the door she had kicked over and attacked Qingzhou with all her might.

Qingzhou dodged every move, fearing that he would hurt the angry little girl on the other side.

"Excellent, really excellent, Qingzhou, can't even beat a little girl, too bad."

On the eaves, the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan had already changed into clean clothes. He was still wearing the grey cloak, holding a wine jug in his hand. He leaned against the tiles in a casual manner and said with a laugh: "Little girl, use all your strength to beat this shameless boy to death. The Prince Ming's Palace has been getting more and more lively recently, hahaha..."

Yang Susu: "..."

Where's her dinner?

Didn’t Jun Yichen ask Qingzhou to prepare dinner?

What is going on?

Looking at the collapsed door, Yang Susu was very upset. No matter what, Wangyou couldn't kick the door of Prince Ming's mansion down!

The door of the Ming Palace must be expensive. She is so poor now, how can she afford it?

There was also the Sixth Prince who was watching the fun and making trouble on the roof, so he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Suddenly, she thought of Jun Yichen who had taken her medicine and fell asleep, and she couldn't help but frown.

After the acupuncture, let him sleep peacefully, so that the effect will be better. If he is woken up by these two people, it will be a waste of all efforts.

"Forget your worries, stop."

Wangyou, who was chasing Qingzhou, heard his mistress's voice and stopped immediately.