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

Yang Susu looked coldly at Yang Rongxin who was standing at the door like a ghost, closed the medical book in her hand, put it down, and stood up.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are finally here, tsk tsk tsk, look at this ghostly appearance, so scary."

She laughed with great hatred and said, "Everyone says that the eldest daughter of the general's mansion is pure and lovely, as clean as a white lotus. If people knew you were like this, they would probably be scared to death."

"crunch"

The door was shut heavily, and Yang Rongxin took off her black raincoat. Yang Susu could see clearly that she was holding a sharp knife in her hand, and her eyes were filled with endless hatred and unwillingness. If eyes could kill a person, then Yang Susu would undoubtedly be a corpse at this moment.

Yang Susu calmly sat back on the edge of the bed, and said in a deep voice with a hint of sneer: "What? You still want to kill me?"

Her expression suddenly turned icy cold, and her eyes burst with intense hatred, causing the temperature in the room to drop by several degrees: "You pretended to be pure and cute, and when you were in power, you couldn't kill me. Now, you are neither human nor ghost, and you still want to kill me?"

She sneered: "Yang Rongxin, there is no cure for you if you kill me. Moreover, the suffering you are going through now is just a tiny bit of the suffering I once went through. This is just a gift from me to you. Why? Are you giving up just like that?"

Yang Rongxin moved her lips. The unwillingness and insult in her eyes, as well as her current ugly appearance, drove her crazy. She bit her lips and said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "Yang Susu, what do you want? In order to give me the antidote?"

She opened her eyes wide and screamed heartbreakingly: "You want me to be unable to live or die, right? Then I will die in front of you. I will definitely not let you get what you want."

She raised the sharp knife and was about to stab herself in the abdomen.

The tip of the knife only penetrated a little into the abdomen, and Yang Rongxin paused, not daring to go any further.

She looked up at Yang Susu, who looked indifferent and cold, and suddenly she started crying.

As soon as his hands loosened, the sharp knife fell to the ground.

Yang Susu wanted to see her unable to live or die. She didn't want to let Yang Susu get her wish, but when she really pointed the knife at herself, she realized that she couldn't give up on herself.

How could she be willing?

Huge tears rolled down her face full of pus, she tightly grasped her sleeves, she couldn't die, so she could only beg Yang Susu, the ant she once stepped on.

"Boom."

Yang Rongxin knelt down.

She bit her lip and said humiliatingly: "Is this okay? I beg you, give me the antidote."

Yang Susu stood up, walked slowly to Yang Rongxin, raised her chin, looked down at Yang Rongxin who was kneeling on the ground, with a hint of revenge in her icy eyes. She sneered, "Yang Rongxin, who do you think you are? Do you think that if you kneel down, the blood feud between you and me can be resolved? You are simply, wishful thinking."

She said word by word: "I will never stop being with you until death."

She raised her foot and stepped hard on Yang Rongxin's hand which was covered with pus.

"what……"

Yang Rong screamed in pain, tears of humiliation rolled down her cheeks, and she looked at Yang Susu with hatred.

Yang Susu looked at the extremely disgusting face and said solemnly: "Does it hurt? Does it hurt a lot? Is it just this little bit that hurts you?"