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

Then, her slender and white hands gently grasped Jun Yichen's bony hands.

"Your Majesty, Su'er feels that even if the poison in your body is cured, you can't be careless.

It's better not to be the emperor anymore.

Being an emperor is too tiring. Not only does he have to deal with government affairs every day, but he also has to take care of three thousand beauties in his harem. He must treat them equally.

Your Majesty is in poor health. Once everything is settled and the world is more peaceful, we will go travel around the world. The world is so big, we will go see the flowers blooming in spring, the fruits in autumn and the snow in winter in every corner, okay?"

Yang Susu held Jun Yichen's hand tightly, and even felt a little nervous.

She is selfish. She knows what it means to be an emperor. She doesn't want to share her man with any other woman. Although that position is a symbol of power, she doesn't like it.

Yang Susu's shining eyes looked cautiously at the gentle man in front of her, fearing that he might say something wrong.

So what should she do?

After all, with his ability, if he wanted that position, Yang Susu believed that he could do it.

"Okay, I will listen to Su'er."

His voice was gentle and pleasant, with the most gentle smile on his lips. He reached out and held the slender hand, as if he was talking about something that was insignificant to him.

He had no interest in the throne.

He used to be in poor health and was tortured by pain day and night. All he wanted was for everyone around him to be healthy.

Now, he has met her. Although his body is no longer tormented by illness, all he wants is to be with her for a long time and to be by her side.

Otherwise he wouldn't know what life is like.

Just like now, at night, without her by his side, he could not fall asleep, even if he closed his eyes until dawn.

She is his medicine!

How can the mere throne compare with her?

If she doesn't like it, he doesn't want it.

Yang Susu smiled happily on his face.

Jun Yichen’s body stiffened!

She smiled and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, who do you think will be the next emperor?"

Jun Yichen was still immersed in Yang Susu's kiss. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but laugh: "Su'er is quite courageous. She dares to criticize the throne while her father is still here."

Yang Susu pursed her lips and said, "The prince is not an outsider, why can't I talk to him?"

"Su Er, who do you think is more suitable to be the emperor among the princes besides me?"

Seeing Jun Yichen throw the question back, Yang Susu couldn't help but support her chin with both hands, thought for a while and said: "Jun Minhuai is the most likely to sit on the throne. After all, besides the prince, he is the son that the emperor values ​​the most.

Besides, Concubine Xiao's father, the Prince of Zhenbei, commands 300,000 elite soldiers and guards the border between Dongzhou and Xishang, so I think Jun Minhuai is the most likely person to sit on the throne."

Then she rolled her eyes and continued, "But don't think that Jun Minrong follows Jun Minhuai all the time. In fact, I think he is ambitious. He is also the son of Concubine Xiao, but he gives in to Jun Minhuai in everything. I guess he doesn't want to give up the throne."

Jun Yichen looked at her gently: "Why do you think so?"

Yang Susu: "It's my intuition, my sixth sense as a woman. Besides, Yang Rongxin lost her virginity to him. In the past few days, he has been sending people to deliver various things to her. Isn't it just to please Yang Rongxin?"