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

Jun Zeyuan watched with satisfaction as Vice General Jin retreated.

Deputy General Jin knew how to advance and retreat, and was loyal to Jun Yichen. After all, Jun Yichen had saved his life.

It was also a trump card that Jun Yichen had placed among the Imperial Guards. They all knew that this trump card could not be used until the very end.

Jun Zeyuan turned around and looked at Chen Yanrou, who was still blushing in front of him. He couldn't help but smile. Somewhere in his heart, he felt a little throbbing, and his voice softened: "Rou'er, you have worked hard these days."

Chen Yanrou waved her hands, her blushing face full of shyness, but she bowed respectfully towards Jun Zeyuan and said generously: "Taking care of His Royal Highness Prince Li is what Rouer should do."

Jun Zeyuan smiled. This kind of thing that would ruin one's own reputation, especially a woman's reputation, is certainly not something that should be done.

With a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, frowning slightly: "I call you Rou'er, what do you call me?"

Being unexpectedly pulled into the arms of the person she loves, Chen Yanrou was a little dazed.

Her good upbringing told her that she shouldn't do this before she got married.

But she was so obsessed with his embrace that she couldn't push him away.

I remember when she was little, her mother brought her into the palace. When her mother had something to do, she placed her in the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers with the third princess, Jun Xiyu.

Hua didn't see much, but she saw that he was as delicate as a girl, with fair and tender skin, but his eyes were particularly stubborn, and even though he was beaten hard, the corners of his mouth still had an unconvinced sneer.

This delicate and stubborn person was bullied by a large group of people, led by the fourth prince, whom Chen Yanrou had met before. He was the son of the imperial concubine.

Gradually, he was injured in several places and blood was flowing from his forehead.

At that time, although she didn't know who he was, she felt sorry for him for some reason.

She stood up in panic and tried to stop the fight.

But he suddenly shouted loudly and knocked down several people by himself.

Chen Yanrou's heart tightened.

But after all, he was alone, while the other side had more than a dozen people.

His behavior completely angered the other party, and he was surrounded and beaten by a dozen children.

She took a few steps forward, but was stopped by the maidservant beside the third princess.

The third princess said: "The child born by a lowly maid is an insult to our royal family. They even dared to come out to look at the flowers. They deserve to be beaten."

Fortunately, the Queen came.

The queen scolded the children, helped him up out of pity, and wiped the blood off his forehead with a silk handkerchief.

The queen called him "Yuan'er."

At that time, she found out that the boy was the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan, the child of the Emperor's favorite maid.

The Queen is a very gentle and generous person, and it can be seen that she is very angry.

Those kids are bound to suffer.

But he smiled and said, "Mother, it's okay, they are just joking with me."

She could see that he didn't want to make the Queen worry.

Chen Yanrou ignored the Third Princess's obstruction, stepped forward to salute the Queen, and told her what had happened.

This is no joke.

The injuries on his body, big and small, are the best evidence.

At that time, he glanced at her, and his gaze seemed not like what they should have at their age.

Because of this incident, she was confined to her room for a month after returning home.

"What did you call me?"

Seeing the woman in his arms, whose body was a little stiff and still in a daze, Jun Zeyuan smiled and said, "You can call me A Yuan from now on."

Chen Yanrou lowered her eyes and shook her head: "Your Highness Prince Li is the prince, the Sixth Prince of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. He has a noble status and different etiquette. Naturally, I cannot call you the prince like this."

Jun Zeyuan has always known her character, gentle, kind, and sensible. The Minister of Rites, Lord Chen, has taught her very well, and she is a well-educated and well-mannered young lady.

He smiled and kissed her forehead, then reached out to touch her red cheek, "Rou'er, don't you think this will make things too awkward between you and me?"

Chen Yanrou lowered her eyelids: "Ah, ah—Yuan"

Although the voice was very low, Jun Zeyuan still understood it clearly.

He hugged the person in his arms with joy, a satisfied smile on his face.

She also boldly hugged his waist, trying to avoid his wounds.

God knows how miserable she felt when she felt she was about to lose him, as if she couldn't even breathe.

Fortunately, he is fine, he is still here.

Fortunately, he seemed to like her too.

Jun Zeyuan looked at the person in his arms and said, "Rou'er, I have been in a coma for the past few days, and my mother must be very worried. You and I should go to see her. My mother is always worried, and I don't know if her illness has improved in the past few days. If she sees me awake, she will be very happy."

Chen Yanrou's face suddenly turned pale, and she pushed Jun Zeyuan in panic.

"Ayuan, you are injured, please sit down first."

She helped Jun Zeyuan sit down beside the bed, with a worried look on her face.

Jun Zeyuan looked at Chen Yanrou like this, and couldn't help but frowned, wondering: "Rou'er, what's wrong?"

Chen Yanrou's eyes turned red, and she lowered her eyelids. After thinking for a while, she finally spoke: "Ayuan, the queen, the queen has passed away.

The emperor is now in a coma, and the court is controlled by His Royal Highness Prince Duan. He wants that position, so he has put poison in the medicine he brought to you these days, A Yuan______"

Jun Zeyuan was stunned and stood there in a daze. His eyes suddenly turned red. He raised his head to stop the tears from falling. He clenched his fists and controlled himself.

When he woke up just now and heard what Guo Biao said, he had guessed something: his father must have been in a coma. Guo Biao had always been Jun Minhuai's subordinate, so the government must have fallen into his hands.

But he didn't expect that his mother would pass away.

"Mother, how did she die?"

Jun Zeyuan choked up a little.

Chen Yanrou stepped forward and held his hand distressedly, shaking her head: "I also heard that the Queen wanted to protect a palace maid named Qingyu.

The maid offended the emperor for some reason, and the emperor gave her a cup of poisoned wine.

But in order to protect the maid, the Queen Mother made her drink the poison.

Then, the heart disease also broke out, and even Miss Yang San could not be saved. A Yuan, the dead cannot be brought back to life, please accept my condolences..."

Jun Zeyuan stood up, his clenched hands bulging with blue veins, his eyes filled with endless hatred: "Emperor Wen Zhao——"

Chen Yanrou said anxiously: "Ayuan, he is your father——"

"I don't have such a father——"

Chen Yanrou hugged his stiff body: "Ayuan, he is not only your father, but also the emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, don't make trouble."