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

She looked at Qingzhou and Wangyou who were determined not to leave the bed and sighed, "If you don't want to take off your pants, then don't take off your pants. Qingzhou rolled up his trouser legs. Wangyou, open the medicine box and prepare the silver needles."

When Qingzhou and Wangyou heard that the young lady had compromised and would not take off the pants of the eldest son Xiao, they immediately showed their big white teeth in joy and hurriedly listened to Yang Susu's instructions and started working.

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Lily Garden

Yang Rongxin was wearing a light green floral dress today. She looked a little listless and a little uneasy. Her left eyelid kept twitching and she didn't know what was wrong.

Especially the white jade flute given by Xiao Di in her arms, she always felt that something was wrong.

But she couldn't tell what was wrong.

At this time, Xiang Jie came in with a bunch of crystal clear fruits and placed them in front of Yang Rongxin respectfully.

After the incident with Su Ju, Xiang Jie and Xiang Jing still tried their best to take care of Yang Rong Xin, but they were already feeling anxious and always trembling in front of her.

I always feel that the eldest lady is eerie and weird.

Yang Rongxin raised her hand and ate the fruit that Xiangjie brought over. The fruit was in bunches, crystal clear, sour and sweet in the mouth, very delicious.

Yang Rongxin remembered this kind of fruit. She had seen it in the palace of her aunt, Consort Xian. She heard that it was a tribute, something that only the royal family could enjoy.

After Yang Rongxin swallowed one, he picked another one and said, "Is this sent by Prince Jing's Mansion?"

Xiang Jie nodded and said, "My lady, this was sent to you by His Royal Highness Prince Jing this morning."

Yang Rongxin squeezed the crystal clear fruit in her hand, and it burst instantly, spilling out sweet juice.

"Jun Minrong is thoughtful."

The fifth prince, Jun Minrong, now the King of Jing, was said to have knelt in front of the study of Prince Duan, Jun Minhuai, a few days ago to show his loyalty.

At the same time, he sent her good things every day.

Yang Rongxin threw the broken fruit in her hand to the ground and told Xiangjie, "Clean it up."

Xiang Jie lowered her head and said quickly, "Yes."

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After Xiao Yi was injured, he walked towards the Lihua Palace in a panic with the blood flute in his hand.

His master, the Smiling Ghost, is in Lihua Palace. Going to Lihua Palace might buy him some time to recuperate.

Moreover, the disciples of Lihua Palace are all female disciples, and it would be even better to use their blood to feed the blood flute.

As Xiao Di flew quickly towards the Lihua Palace, he was thinking about how to feed his blood flute next, so as to atone for his sins to the mysterious man in black robe.

But when he passed a mountain range, he did not expect that there were suddenly thousands of cold threads rushing towards him.

Xiao Di's expression changed drastically, he suddenly stopped and threw the blood flute in his hand. The blood flute made a piercing sound, and the sound, with red blood energy, covered the rushing cold silk.

There was a loud bang, and thousands of cold threads instantly dissipated into white mist and disappeared into the air.

A crack also appeared on the surface of the blood flute at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Behind the thousands of cold threads, in the dim light, a figure appeared in front of him. When Xiao Di saw the figure clearly, he couldn't help but tightly grasp the blood flute in his hand.

Jun Yichen stood in front of Xiao Di in a white robe, with his hands behind his back. His eyes, which were usually gentle, were now tinged with a layer of February ice.