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

Seeing Jun Zeyuan was silent, she continued, "Ah Yuan, the Queen passed away peacefully. I heard that she passed away with a smile. Now her coffin is placed in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. I would like to go with you to visit her, okay?"

Jun Zeyuan has always known that his mother is determined to die.

She left with a smile, she must have waited for the Qingchuan imperial physician she had always missed.

Moreover, Emperor Wen Zhao would reward Qingyu with poisoned wine, which must have known Qingyu's identity. However, the hatred in his heart was almost drowning him.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after a long while, he said, "Okay."

She put the cloak on him and suddenly asked, "Where is Qingyu now?"

Chen Yanrou didn't know Qingyu's identity, she just looked up at Jun Zeyuan, it seemed that he also knew Qingyu, the palace maid.

Who is this Qingyu?

She said: "After the Queen passed away, the Emperor somehow appointed Qingyu as a concubine and she stayed in Fengqi Palace every day..."

Jun Zeyuan was stiff, his fists clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth: "You said that Emperor Wen Zhao made Qingyu a concubine? Is he crazy? Is he crazy? This beast!"

Chen Yanrou didn't know who Qingyu was, but she had never seen Jun Zeyuan like this. The Queen had died, and he was grieving. Chen Yanrou could understand.

But isn't it normal for the emperor to appoint a palace maid as a concubine?

"Is she still in Fengqi Palace? I must make her leave this place where people are eaten without leaving any bones."

Chen Yanrou hurriedly held him back and said, "Ayuan, she is no longer in the palace. She was rescued by the guard next to His Royal Highness Prince Ming. I heard that a group of men in black also came. They were all highly skilled in martial arts. The emperor was shot by an arrow at that time and was seriously injured. He has been in a coma ever since."

Jun Zeyuan was stunned!

"Yes, Qingzhou is still here, he will definitely save us."

Suddenly he smiled and said: "This arrow is well shot, why didn't it kill him!"

Chen Yanrou quickly covered Jun Zeyuan's mouth.

He looked outside the door nervously.

"Ayuan, be careful with your words!"

Under the continuous blows, Jun Zeyuan covered his chest, it was getting more and more painful!

Chen Yanrou hurriedly helped him sit on the edge of the bed, opened his shirt, and looked at the blood oozing from the wound. She felt distressed: "The wound is bleeding, Ayuan, I will help you deal with it first."

She gently took off his shirt, opened the gauze, and carefully cleaned the wound.

She supported him and led him to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

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King Jing's Mansion

Two intertwined figures are reflected in the candlelight.

After a cup of tea, the woman was like a pool of soft water, lying tenderly in the man's arms.

She used her slender fingers to draw circles on the man's chest in a very charming way. He felt a tingling sensation, and the man hurriedly held the woman's slender hand and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Yang Rongxin, stop making trouble."

"Your Highness, Xin'er came to the Jing Palace tonight. Your Highness should know Xin'er's feelings.

Xin'er is yours now, so naturally she wants the best for His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

Jun Minrong picked up the hand that had been playing tricks on his chest and rubbed the fingertips of that hand: "Oh? What does Xin'er want from me to be better?"

Yang Rongxin smiled shyly, with two deep dimples on her face that looked very pretty: "Your Highness Prince Jing, now that the Emperor is in a coma and the court is controlled by Jun Minhuai, could it be that Your Highness Prince Jing really has no interest in that position?

Do you want to watch that position being taken away by Jun Minhuai?"

Jun Minrong narrowed his eyes slightly and squeezed the scallion-like finger in his hand: "That is my eldest brother, and most people in the court support him."

Yang Rongxin felt the pain from her fingertips and cried out softly, "My Lord, be gentle.

Your Majesty, you and Prince Duan are both born to Concubine Xiao, and you have the same rights and status. So what if the ministers in the court are used by him?

As long as His Royal Highness Prince Duan is gone, then, all the things left by His Royal Highness Prince Duan will be yours."

Yang Rongxin's words seemed to touch Jun Minrong's heart, and he laughed a few times.