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

Yang Rongxin heard the door open. She slowly opened her eyes and asked hoarsely, "What's going on? Did Yang Susu leave the house?"

Su Ju nodded expressionlessly: "Miss, Yang Susu has left the house with Wangyou."

Yang Rongxin's face, which was covered with pus and rotten flesh, suddenly burst into laughter, as if a demon had crawled out of the underworld. "Hahahaha, hahahaha, she left the house, she actually left the house. I thought that after all the hard work, I found out that she was just a slave girl, and she was useless. I didn't expect that she was so important to Yang Susu, and she actually left the house.\"

As she spoke, her face suddenly became gloomy, and she gritted her teeth and said viciously: "Yang Susu, I must tear you into pieces to relieve my hatred. Suju, change my clothes for me. We should go get the antidote and settle the account with her."

"yes.\"

Yang Rongxin said calmly, "Before you go, tell my mother that before I come back, everything in the general's mansion should be put on hold and we need to wait until I come back to discuss it. I will definitely help her take back the power of the head of the family and let that old woman die."

Su Ju still had no expression on her face and said: "Yes."

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Today's snowstorm was really strong. Fengyue Street, which used to be the busiest street in Dongzhou City, was deserted today. The roofs and both sides of the road were covered with thick snow. A carriage sped through the street, heading towards Xianzhou Mountain.

On the top of the restaurant, a figure stood by the window, with an evil smile on his face: "I didn't expect that a maid's daughter would be allowed to leave the house in such a heavy snowstorm. I have offended Xin'er. Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a beautiful woman, what a pity."

He played with the white jade flute in his hand: "I originally wanted you to marry into the Ruyang Palace and become the wife of my living dead elder brother, and then torture you to death to vent my anger. Now, you are rushing to die like this, and I am helpless."

After he finished speaking, he tiptoed to the ground and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Although Dong Zhou is cold all year round and there are many snowy days every year, the snow this year is particularly heavy. After leaving Qingyue Street, the official road gradually narrows after driving for 20 to 30 miles, and then it becomes a rugged mountain road.

Wangyou drove the carriage in the snow and wind, and the speed of the carriage was very fast. She knew that the young lady must be very anxious at this time, so after entering the mountain road, the speed of the carriage remained unchanged, but the carriage was more bumpy.

Yang Susu was holding onto the window edge in the carriage, the blood butterfly on the back of her hand kept fluttering its wings. No matter how bumpy the carriage was, Yang Susu didn't react at all, her eyes fixed on the blood butterfly.

This blood butterfly was born from the same bloodline as Mo Shi.

When Yang Susu knew her life story and that she was a descendant of the Fan Clan, she began to intentionally look for books about the Fan Clan in the Three Life Stone. Naturally, the Mo Clan also learned a little bit about it. The only sign of the birth of the head of the Mo Clan was a spiritual object.

When Mo Shi was born, he had a spiritual creature, the blood butterfly.

Therefore, my mother, Mo Hua and Mo Shu would hide Mo Shi, because the head of the Mo family has a pure pulse, which can help the head of the Fan family to curse the soul and capture the sutra, making it more powerful.

The blood butterfly was blood red all over, with two transparent wings that glowed red, and a pair of antennae on its head. It was very beautiful. When she first met Mo Shi, the blood butterfly had been resting on her shoulder.

But this time, the blood butterfly is blood red, with tiny black spots on its transparent wings.