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

Ming Palace

I don't know when it started to drizzle outside, and it was cold everywhere. The bright candlelight illuminated the room, and the charcoal basin made the room warm!

Jun Yichen was sitting in a wheelchair with a thick blanket covering his legs. He was usually as gentle as the sun, but at this moment, his face was full of coldness!

Qingzhou stood aside, unable to bear to look at Yang Susu lying on the bed!

The court doctor sighed and shook his head!

He knelt on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty, this woman is seriously injured. Her face..."

The court doctor paused, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and continued, "The skin on her face was peeled off, scalded with boiling water, poisoned to make her rotten, her throat was poisoned to make her mute, her body was fractured in many places, she was cut with a knife, and hundreds of poison needles were injected into her tendons and veins. It's a miracle that this girl can survive until now!"

The court doctor swallowed and lowered his head: "Your Highness, even if a great immortal were to descend to the world, he couldn't save this girl!"

Jun Yichen covered his chest and coughed violently: "Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Qingzhou stood aside and said anxiously: "House doctor, please check on the prince!"

Jun Yichen raised his hand: "No need, go down!"

The court doctor took the order and fled out of the room with the medicine box!

Normally, the prince is always as warm as the sunshine, but his expression today is so scary!

Inside the house, Qingzhou asked worriedly, "My Lord, would you like me to ask for Doctor Wen?"

Jun Yichen closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, relieved the itching in his throat, and said slowly: "Qingzhou, get out!"

Qingzhou asked hurriedly, "Your Highness, are you going to force out the poison needle in Miss Yang's veins?"

Jun Yichen sighed, "General Yang has done me a favor. I can't just watch his beloved daughter die like this. Cough cough cough... Force the poison needle out of her body and prepare a good coffin for her. Cough cough cough... This is the last thing I can do for her!"

Qingzhou looked at the woman who was being tortured on the bed and shook his head: "The Yang sisters are too cruel!"

Jun Yichen gathered the thick blanket on his legs and said, "In the inner palace, there are endless sinister and cruel methods. Ahem, it's no less than the intrigues and deceptions of the previous dynasty. It's impossible to avoid it. It's fate!"

After Jun Yichen finished speaking, he started coughing violently again: "Cough, cough, cough, cough...!"

Qingzhou looked worried: "My Lord, let me force the poison needle out of Miss Yang San!"

Jun Yichen raised his hand while coughing: "Cough cough cough... She, she has hundreds of poison needles in her body, cough cough cough... You, your internal strength, cough cough cough... No!"

Qingzhou had no choice but to take out a white jade bottle from his arms, poured out a small black pill from the bottle, and asked Jun Yichen to take it!

Jun Yichen took the pill, closed his eyes, raised his hand, and signaled Qingzhou to go out!

Qingzhou was helpless, because his prince was a martial arts master and extremely intelligent, but he had a poor health!

Moreover, once the prince has made a decision, no matter how much you say, it is unlikely to change!

Qingzhou walked out of the room, closed the door gently, and looked at the drizzle outside. He frowned as a wave of cold air came over him. The prince was in poor health and was most afraid of the cold!

In the room, Yang Susu was helped up from the bed and sat cross-legged. Jun Yichen sat behind her. He condensed his internal energy in his palm, and a ball of white gas appeared in his palm. Only those who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts can condense internal energy into a shape.