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

He held Yang Susu's hand so tightly that Yang Susu tried to shake it off several times but couldn't.

He leaned very close to her, his warm breath blowing on her angry face, and asked gently, "What did the Queen Mother say to you?"

Yang Susu turned her head to one side and pursed her lips: "The queen didn't say anything."

He looked at her profile with deep eyes and said in a low voice: "Su'er, I will not marry Qingyu."

Yang Susu paused.

Turning her head and looking closely at his eyes full of stars, she admitted that this face and these eyes really made her heart beat.

She opened her thin lips and asked, "Did the Queen tell you?"

He smiled gently: "No, I guessed it."

"Why does Your Majesty make such a guess?"

"When Su'er came out of Fengqi Palace, he mentioned the matter of the princess intentionally or unintentionally. I think my mother must have mentioned my marriage. Now, the woman that my mother is most worried about should be Qingyu, the daughter of Qingchuan Imperial Physician.

Therefore, I guess that my mother wants me to marry Qingyu and take care of her for the rest of my life."

Yang Susu lowered her eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty is really smart."

Jun Yichen looked at her affectionately: "No matter how smart I am, I am only Su'er's."

Yang Susu blushed slightly: "But the Queen doesn't have much time left, can the prince hurt her heart like this?"

"Ah-"

After finishing her words, Yang Susu sneezed loudly.

Jun Yichen slowly let go of her hand, placed his large palm on her shoulder, and slowly injected his inner strength into her body.

Instantly, Yang Susu felt warm inside, and the wet black hair on her head dried up in an instant, emitting a faint scent of soapberry.

"Su'er, your mother is just worried that Qingyu has a broken palm and will have no one to rely on for the rest of his life, but I am in a broken and sick body and can't protect myself."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her beautiful face. The Tongsheng flower on her forehead was lifelike, like a fairy from heaven. He said softly, "Besides you, there is no room for other women in my heart. My mother will understand."

He tightened his grip around her waist, and stroked her cheek with the hand on her shoulder: "Please don't be angry."

Yang Susu saw the stars in his eyes, and that gentle and affectionate look touched her warm heart.

She nodded: "Yeah."

Jun Yichen was filled with joy, and he hugged her softly, burying her head in his chest: "Shall we go to bed? I am very sleepy."

Yang Susu: “…”

"Your Majesty, this is my boudoir. You should go back to the palace and sleep."

Jun Yichen picked her up and walked towards the bed: "I can't sleep without you, don't worry, I won't touch you."

Yang Susu's face flushed: "My Lord, this is not good, right?"

After placing her on the bed, he also quietly lay outside her, pulled up the quilt, put one hand on her waist, closed his eyes, and said softly: "I feel very good, go to sleep."

Yang Susu: “…”

After a while, Yang Susu found that the person next to her was sleeping very deeply.

She could see that he was really sleepy.

It’s just strange. He just felt better, so why did he suffer from insomnia?

Yang Susu had taken some cold medicine, so she stared at Jun Yichen's face for a long time, and couldn't help but wonder why God could create such a wonderful man.