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

Jun Yichen sneered: "This king never makes a choice.

What is the Blue Family?

Anyone who hurts my Su'er must die!"

"You are so arrogant, brother. Tie him up and put him on my bed."

Lan Yi, who had just been beaten to the point of vomiting blood, was now standing beside Lan Shan, holding an extremely sharp sword in his hand.

Jun Zeyuan and Qingzhou also appeared beside Jun Yichen.

Jun Zeyuan drank the wine in the gourd and said with a smile: "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You are as black as a black-bone chicken. You still want to covet my second brother. Who gave you the courage?"

It was Jun Zeyuan's words that completely angered Lan Yi.

She drew her sword and headed towards Jun Zeyuan.

I just didn't expect Jun Zeyuan's weapon to be white silk thread.

Lan Yi fought against Jun Zeyuan and Qingzhou alone. Although he was not defeated in just one move like Jun Minhuai, he still had a hard time.

Especially Qingzhou, whose body was already covered in blood.

Wangyou stood in front of Yang Susu worriedly. Lan Yi's action was so fast that she didn't even have time to react before the young lady was captured.

Although she was very worried about Qingzhou, she couldn't leave the young lady alone at this time and had to protect her safety.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the air.

Jun Yichen was seen controlling the myriad of cold threads to collide with Lan Shan's broadsword, and the huge pressure produced a roaring sound.

The roar was deafening, and the people below covered their ears one after another. The two people above had already attacked again, and the fight was fierce.

The people below had already found a safe place, and they looked up at the people fighting in the air.

Especially when he saw Jun Yichen fighting Lan Shan effortlessly, his face was filled with more shock, complexity, and disbelief, even as if he was dreaming.

Zhuang Biyao rubbed her eyes several times. Is this really the sickly prince who will not survive this winter and is about to die?

Although Jun Minhuai was injured just now, he has recovered a lot after taking the medicine given by Doctor Wen.

At this moment, looking at Jun Yichen, whose martial arts skills were superb and not even a little bit sick, his eyes were filled with shock and more panic.

If he competes with Jun Yichen for the throne, does he still have a chance of winning?

Was he pretending to be ill all these years?

No, Miss Lan said, he was not sick, he was poisoned, and the poison was the most terrible poison in the world - cold poison.

Concubine Xiao was also feeling bad at the moment. Seeing Jun Yichen and Jun Zeyuan fighting vigorously, she felt panic after she came back to her senses from the shock.

It seems that she must write a letter to her father at the border.

The happiest person among the people present was the Queen, who finally let go of the worries that she had kept in her heart for many years.

His Chen Er turned out to be so powerful.

Looking at the figure fighting with Lan Shan, she tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, fearing that her Chen'er would get hurt.

Emperor Wen Zhao silently grasped the handle of the chair, feeling indescribable.

The son whom he cherished and loved the most was no longer sickly, but a martial arts master.

He was shocked but not happy at all because he was afraid that the Lan family would get hurt.

He knew very well that the hidden family was powerful and that it was not something that his country, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, could resist.

Yang Susu sighed slightly. Jun Yichen's martial arts had been hidden for so long, but now it was exposed because of her.