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

But before Jun Yichen could take a step, a pair of slender hands wrapped around his waist, and then the woman who had reached out her hands lay on his back, one hand restlessly unbuttoning his shirt and reaching into the collar on his chest.

His body stiffened instantly.

Her hot face was pressed against his neck, and even the words she uttered were soft and tender: "My Lord, you finally woke up. You feel cool and comfortable."

Jun Yichen raised his hand and pressed down the restless hand that had reached into his lapel, and with a little force, he pulled the person behind him into his arms.

He held her in his arms, his pair of dark eyes as deep and boundless as shining stones. He looked at the blushing, confused, and charming woman in his arms, and couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple: "Su'er, you've been poisoned by the Chinese medicine!"

Yang Susu had a charming smile on her face, and even she herself didn't know why she smiled so charmingly.

It was really hot, so hot that even the pleasant smell of medicine on his body could not dispel the endless heat in her body.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Before Yang Susu finished her words, his icy lips pressed against hers.

The cold warmth between her lips made Yang Susu's mind clear for a moment. She opened her eyes wide and even her breathing became rapid.

But soon, under the influence of the drug, she closed her eyes, took control, and bit the touch that made her clear.

Not only that, her hands began to become restless again, while she was licking the coldness between his lips, she also pulled open the collar of his shirt and moved her hands along his cold skin from top to bottom.

Suddenly, her hand was held again, and the cold feeling between her lips disappeared.

She glared at him in dissatisfaction.

He looked at her charming and dissatisfied face, his expression no longer as relaxed and gentle as before.

He tried hard to control the strangeness in his body, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Su'er, can you cure the drug you were poisoned with?"

Yang Susu broke free from his hand and clung to him again like an octopus, tenderly and charmingly saying, "Your Majesty, a doctor cannot treat himself."

Looking at the woman with a flushed face, a burning body, and her hands still making trouble on him, Jun Yichen turned his eyes away and sighed: "I will take you to cool down."

Then he held her in his arms, took a few steps forward, kicked away Jun Minhuai who was blocking his way, and then disappeared from the spot like a gust of wind.

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Yang Susu only felt the sound of wind whistling in her ears, the cold wind and the cold snowflakes hitting her face, which was very comfortable, and made her confused mind clear up instantly.

Her nose was filled with the unique scent of medicine from his body. She hugged him tightly with all her strength, fearing that in the next moment, he would become the person lying on the bed without a trace of life.

Feeling the change in the person in his arms, he quickened his pace.

After a cup of tea, they stopped at a huge natural hot spring.

Yang Susu put her arms around his neck and looked at the familiar scenery in front of her.

"My Lord, is this the valley behind Wuying Tower?"

Jun Yichen nodded: "Yes, Su'er, go soak in there, maybe it will help you get rid of the heat in your body."

Yang Susu still hugged his neck and didn't seem to want to get off. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him and said, "My Lord, this hot spring is not as comfortable as you. It's icy cold, like ice."