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

Just when the Smiling Ghost was feeling smug, Jun Zeyuan smiled triumphantly: "Ugly old man, go to hell and wait for your apprentice first. Your apprentice will come down to accompany you soon."

The Smiling Ghost sneered and cut off a few more threads with his sharp nails. Just when he wanted to scold Jun Zeyuan, he suddenly saw his small body being lifted into the air. He looked down in disbelief and saw dense white threads forming a huge hand that was piercing his abdomen.

Blood gushed out wildly.

The Smiling Ghost looked at Jun Zeyuan with disbelief as he smiled.

It turns out that cutting his nails was just a cover.

He was still enjoying himself by cutting a few threads.

He underestimated the enemy!

He was originally a poisoner, and because he looked down on Jun Zeyuan, he did not use poison on Jun Zeyuan at the beginning. In his opinion, the people in the royal family were all good-for-nothings who could not withstand a single blow.

Jun Zeyuan sighed: "These silk threads are stained with dirty blood. It seems that I have to prepare more threads again."

After saying this, he automatically cut off the silk threads.

The silk thread lost his inner strength and scattered into a pile, and the smiling ghost fell to the ground with a "crash", his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

The dozen women in white surrounding Jun Zeyuan looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw the Laughing Ghost fall to the ground and die. They raised their swords and stepped back.

Madam Lihua was also surprised. She clapped her hands and praised, "I never thought that among Emperor Wen Zhao's sons, there is a master like you. This really opens my eyes."

Xiao Di took off the wine flask from his waist and took a sip: "But I guess your vision is limited to this."

Madam Lihua raised her eyebrows, and her eyes looked much deeper as she looked at Jun Zeyuan, and seemed a little frivolous: "Prince Li is quite arrogant."

"Lihua Palace was originally a place for women to practice martial arts and survive. The palace rules were to abide by the holy chastity-preserving sand on women's bodies, but Madam's chastity-preserving sand is no longer there, right?

After Zihu's death, did Madam feel empty and lonely?"

Madam Lihua stared at Jun Zeyuan with sinister eyes and sneered: "Prince Li is not fighting for the throne, but is taking care of the affairs of my Lihua Palace. Prince Li is good-looking and suits my taste. Otherwise, how about you relieve this lady's loneliness?"

Jun Zeyuan shuddered, he knew that anyone who saw a handsome man like him would like him.

But the lady in front of him was really not his type.

He brushed his hair off his forehead and waved his hand, saying, "No, no, I'm not interested in someone like you."

"Besides, the whole world is covered with dirt. Lihua Palace is in the territory of Dongzhou, so it is under the jurisdiction of Dongzhou. Madam has led Lihua Palace to do things that take human lives lightly in recent years. Lihua Palace is getting worse and worse, so I am thinking about changing the owner of Lihua Palace."

Madam Lihua's eyes became fierce: "Do it!"

The dozen or so women in white surrounding Jun Zeyuan attacked him. Jun Zeyuan flew up, tapped the toes on the shoulder of a woman in white, and flew out of the encirclement.

"Madam Lihua, your opponent is not me, but Wuyinglou!"

As soon as Jun Zeyuan finished speaking, a dozen men in black flew down from the sky. The red spider lilies on their chests looked like blooming flowers of hell in the gradually darkening night.

Liuying had already flashed behind Madam Lihua, and the two of them started fighting.