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

Yang Susu lowered her head and smiled, her face bright and charming.

Compared to Yang Rongxin's pear blossoms with rain, it is much more beautiful.

She said calmly, "Big sister, have you forgotten that Su'er is also a doctor? The emperor's decree just said that Su'er is a miraculous doctor with superb medical skills. Let Su'er take a look at mother's injury."

"You showed it to your mother? A weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken has no good intentions. You wish your mother would die, grandma..."

"Shut up!"

The old lady's sharp eyes swept fiercely over Yang Rongxin, and she said slowly: "Su'er's medical skills are no worse than those of the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital. Su'er, go and see what's wrong with this evil-hearted thing. I hope he doesn't die."

The old lady looked at Zhou, who was lying on the bench in a state of disgrace, with deep disgust in her eyes!

This kind of disgusted look was always cast on Aunt Liu and Yang Susu.

Yang Susu nodded obediently, and once again stepped forward to hold Zhou's wrist as she lay on the bench.

The next second, she took out the black bottle, opened it, and put it to Zhou's nose for her to smell.

He whispered to Zhou, who had just woken up, "Mother, don't faint. You have to stay awake and savor the pain carefully!"

Zhou opened her mouth weakly and said with difficulty and hatred: "Bitch - Bitch -"

Yang Rongxin also breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhou waking up.

She was really afraid that Zhou would die. After all, she had someone to rely on when Zhou was around.

"Mother, mother, how do you feel? Xin'er will help you down."

Yang Rongxin hurriedly helped Zhou to untie the ropes that bound her.

Yang Rongyan, who had no sense of existence, felt that it was about the same.

She also hurried forward and untied Zhou's rope together with Yang Rongxin, and the two of them simultaneously helped Zhou get down from the bench.

"Alas, Grandmother, the General's Mansion is now running out of money. I'm afraid we won't be able to pay out the monthly salary next month."

Yang Rongxin's eyes darkened as he was holding Zhou and trying to leave!

Yang Susu continued, "Su'er has only been in charge of the family for a few days, and she cannot change the situation. Now, the richest person in the general's mansion is mother. Su'er heard that mother's dowry is also very decent."

Mr. Jin Qian, the accountant who had been keeping his head down, also said, "Miss San is right. Madam's dowry has been divided up by Madam. It is not in the storehouse, but in the small storehouse in Madam's Hibiscus Garden."

The old lady laughed in anger: "Great, what a great Zhou, leaving her own dowry untouched but selling all my dowry!"

Yang Rong thought to herself that this was not good!

All of Zhou's dowry will be left to her in the future!

Before she could come up with a plan, she heard the old lady say to Hu Momo beside her: "Take a few people and move all of Madam's dowry to the warehouse and confiscate it!"

Hu Momo was convinced and leaned forward: "Yes."

"no no--"

Zhou, who was held by Yang Rongxin and Yang Rongyan, shook her head weakly and murmured, "No!"

"Ms. Zhou, you are not a good manager of your family, you sold your property privately, you have no talent or moral integrity, from now on, you will be locked up in the ancestral hall and you will reflect on your actions!"

"Grandma, mother has been beaten with 20 sticks. She is injured now. How can she kneel in the ancestral hall in such cold weather? Please, Grandma, let mother go."

Yang Rongyan also echoed, "Grandma, please show some mercy."

The old lady said coldly: "When she sold my dowry, did she show any mercy?"