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

Sitting beside the bed was Consort Shu, who was wearing a white dress.

Emperor Wen Zhao held her hand.

The Concubine Shu is really beautiful. Her beauty is a soft beauty, more like the gardenia, sweet and fragrant but not greasy.

Yang Susu looked a little stunned.

But it only took a moment, Yang Susu put away her impolite things and walked in.

She bowed to Emperor Wen Zhao and the other ladies: "Your Highness, your Highness, the ladies, and His Royal Highness Prince Duan."

In this room, besides the Emperor and Concubine Shu, there were also Concubine Wan and Yujun Minhuai.

It can be seen that Jun Minhuai also just found out that Emperor Wen Zhao had woken up. The look on his face at this moment is hard to describe.

Yang Susu could see that it was a kind of surprise, disappointment, but also a very forbearing emotion, and when necessary, she would pretend to be happy.

"Miss Yang San, the emperor suddenly woke up this morning and is in great spirits.

The imperial doctors said that the emperor is completely well now, but I am still a little worried, so I would like to ask Miss Yang San to come to the palace to take a look."

Yang Susu lowered her eyes: "Yes."

"Well, I also feel like I'm more energetic than before, feeling refreshed, hahahaha, Miss Yang San, please take a look for me."

"Yes."

Yang Susu stepped forward respectfully, half-knelt in front of the dragon bed, placed a white handkerchief on Emperor Wen Zhao's wrist, and began to carefully feel his pulse.

No matter how Yang Susu felt the pulse, she had to admit that Emperor Wen Zhao was not recovering from his illness. He was indeed better, and much better than before.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Emperor Wen Zhao.

Very puzzled.

The thin Emperor Wen Zhao not only had better health, but also was full of energy and rosy complexion. Even the lost luck was constantly flowing into his body.

Yang Susu concealed her astonishment.

"Yang Susu, how is father's health?"

It can be seen that Jun Minhuai is very anxious.

After all, he already controlled the entire palace, and now he was just waiting for Emperor Wen Zhao to die.

As soon as Emperor Wen Zhao died, he could ascend the throne.

Yang Susu stood up and replied, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Highness Prince Duan, the Emperor has recovered well and is in better health than before."

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Emperor Wen Zhao laughed heartily: "Good, good! Everyone has worked hard during the time I was injured. Now that I have woken up safely, rewards, generous rewards."

Concubine Shu’s laughter was as sweet as a yellow oriole: “Your Majesty, the one who has worked the hardest is His Royal Highness Prince Duan. During the time you were unconscious, His Royal Highness Prince Duan has been managing the government affairs. Concubine Xiao even collapsed in order to take care of you. You should reward these two people more.”

"Oh?"

The smile on Emperor Wen Zhao's face did not reach his eyes. His eyes fell on Jun Minhuai. Although he did not say anything, even Yang Susu, who was standing beside him, felt the pressure.

The majesty of the superior is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

Jun Minhuai suddenly panicked and said hurriedly: "My father is seriously ill. As his son and the prince of Dong Zhou, it is my duty to share his worries."

Then, he thought for a moment and said, "During the time when my father was seriously ill and unconscious, many things happened. Not only did the Empress pass away, but even the Queen Mother and my fifth brother were murdered. Father, I am thinking every day that you will wake up soon and take charge of the situation."

After Jun Minhuai finished speaking, although he lowered his eyes, he never missed a single bit of Emperor Wen Zhao's expression.