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

Wuwei clasped his fists and said, "Yes."

Then, like a shadow, he disappeared into the darkness.

"Wangyou, take this crystal bean down and give it to Moshi to eat."

Wangyou nodded and said, "Miss, you should get some rest early. The one in the palace is still unconscious. If anything happens, I guess I will have to ask you to come to the palace again."

"Yes, this time when I left the palace, it was Prince Ming who protected me, and Concubine Xiao couldn't stop me."

But, of course, I can't sleep yet.

Now the cold poison in the prince's body is getting worse and worse. Although she has a medicine in the space, it can't cure him.

I have to spend more time on the cold poison.

"Miss, at noon, Master Xiao came, but I told him that Miss was still taking a nap, so Master Xiao went back."

Yang Susu nodded: "Did he say anything?"

Wangyou shook his head.

"If he comes again tomorrow, you will wake me up."

"Yes."

Wangyou saw Yang Susu picking up the medical book again, so he carefully carried the plate of crystals and walked out, closing the door gently, fearing to disturb her.

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Ming Palace

There was a pot of Flint Ling Tea placed in front of Jun Yichen's desk. The tea was steaming and exuding a fragrant aroma.

Liuying stood aside motionless, looking down at the ground, without making a sound.

After all, he was used to being a killer, and now he was out in the open, he was a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the prince doesn't need him to do anything extra.

Opposite Jun Yichen sat Jun Zeyuan, who was dressed in a green shirt.

"Second brother, Jun Minhuai killed Concubine Xu. I didn't expect Jun Minrong to take action!"

Jun Yichen drank a cup of Flint Ling Tea, raised his eyes and looked at Jun Zeyuan with deep eyes: "Sixth brother, the throne of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, cough cough cough... I want you to sit on it."

The smile on Jun Zeyuan's lips froze instantly.

"Brother, stop joking."

Jun Yichen looked at the empty teacup and continued to pour himself a cup: "Now that my father is seriously injured and unconscious, if anything happens, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty will definitely need a new emperor.

Cough cough cough, but, you and I both know that no matter whether it is the fourth brother or the fifth brother who takes the throne, they will not leave you and me. Now, my body, cough cough cough..."

Jun Yichen picked up the teacup with his scallion-like fingers and drank another cup of Huoshi Ling tea: "They will kill everyone around me, including those around you, ahem, so, sixth brother..."

Jun Zeyuan habitually wanted to pick up the wine jug beside him, but then he found that it had been confiscated by Yang Susu. She said that drinking was forbidden until the injury was fully healed.

The smile on his face disappeared completely with Jun Yichen's words.

Put your hands on your knees and look down at your reflection in the tea.

"Sixth brother, I actually understand everything that this king said, cough cough cough..."

Jun Zeyuan raised his head and said, "Yes, I understand. However, if my second brother is in good health, the kingdom of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty should belong to him."

He was silent for a moment, and then continued, "Brother, feel free to fight for the throne. I can temporarily take his place. If the cold poison in your body is completely eliminated one day, I will return it to you. After all, I don't want the throne. It means I have no freedom."

Jun Yichen held his chin and coughed slightly: "This king has no interest in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Su'er said that being an emperor is very tiring, and there are three thousand beauties in the harem."