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

Lian Xin took the umbrella from Yang Rongxin's hand and helped her limp away. Then, one person dragged away Mo Hua's body, and another dragged Yang Susu away...

The empty hunting ground suddenly returned to peace!

At the corner, a white figure sat in a wheelchair, with a thick fox fur blanket covering his knees. He looked at the scene at the horse hunting ground and frowned slightly: "It was the fourth brother who booked the horse hunting ground today?"

Qingzhou, who was holding an umbrella behind him to shield him from the wind and snow, said respectfully: "The Fourth Prince specially booked this horse hunting ground to please the eldest lady of the General's Mansion!"

"Old Fourth is really creative. He likes this kind of girl!" The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a trace of contemplation flashed in his eyes: "I heard that Miss Yang San of the General's Mansion was amazingly talented and beautiful, but she suffered from a strange disease and died!"

Qingzhou held the umbrella slightly forward to block the snowflakes that fell on his knees: "Miss Yang has also invited a Taoist priest to chant for Miss Yang San for 49 days to remove the evil and appease her soul!"

“I didn’t know that the fourth brother had booked the horse farm today. He made a wasted trip and ended up giving me a good show. Ahem, ahem…”

Qingzhou looked worried: "My Lord, your body cannot stand the cold! Go back!"

“No problem!” Jun Yichen’s pale, sickly face was stained with a few blushes due to the violent coughing. He seemed to be thinking about something, and smiled slightly with a sigh: “General Yang is loyal and brave in serving the country. He has made great contributions to our Eastern Zhou Kingdom and has also been kind to me. I heard that he loves the three girls the most! Qingzhou, send someone to keep an eye on them!”

"Yes, Your Highness!" Qingzhou stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in the air, and a figure floated away in the dark.

In the dark cell, Yang Susu didn't know how much time had passed. She felt very cold and hungry. The iron cage on her head had been taken off without her knowing. The rats in the cell climbed onto her boldly, making a "squeaking" sound of gnawing. She stretched out her hands weakly to drive them away, but the iron chain that imprisoned her was too heavy and she couldn't lift it.

In her daze, she seemed to see her aunt again, smiling at her tenderly, but the next moment, her aunt was torn into pieces by five horses. She cried and shouted no, but no sound could be uttered. She hated it, she really hated it!

The cell creaked and was opened again!

The mice began to flee in all directions.

Two maids carried a red nanmu chair, and Lian Xin helped Yang Rongxin to slowly sit on the red nanmu chair. Her lovely and innocent face was wrapped in gauze, which made people feel pity when seeing it. Her big eyes were full of sinisterness at the moment!

"Third sister, I'm here to see you and bring you two gifts and good news!" Yang Rongxin waved her hand. Lian Xin took out a cloth bag and opened it. It turned out to be silver needles that were soaked in poison and flashed a green light!

She took out a handkerchief, pulled out a silver needle through the handkerchief, and said with a wicked smile: "The poison on this needle can whet one's appetite. One will drink when he sees blood and eat when he sees meat. It can also make your mind extremely clear. This first gift is this poison needle. I want one, one by one, and slowly insert them into your ten fingers and meridians. Hahahaha, hahahaha, interesting, interesting..."

Lian Xin gave a look, and the two maids behind him immediately lowered their heads, dragged Yang Susu, who was curled up in the corner, out, restrained her hands, and inserted poison needles into Yang Susu's fingertips one by one, piercing her meridians...