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

Master Zhuang knew that even though he was born in an imperial family and enjoyed all the splendor and wealth, he would eventually become a victim of interests.

Master Zhuang closed his eyes. He was indeed tired and his butt was very sore.

It was only thirty strokes of the cane. The huge scars on that old man Bo Changhou's body should be more painful than the thirty strokes of the cane.

I don't know how that old man managed to survive.

Concubine Wan ordered the palace servants to carry Master Zhuang out of the palace.

He happened to meet the prince and his wife of Zhuang Mansion who came to the palace to pick up Master Zhuang. They were Zhuang Biyao's father and mother.

When the two saw Master Zhuang like this, their eyes also turned red.

Master Zhuang was taken out of the palace and could not get out of bed or enter the palace for a short period of time.

The sunlight near dusk is no longer glaring, and it shines on Ganquan Palace with a warm yellow hue.

In front of Concubine Wan was a basket of needlework, and the unfinished embroidered erotic purse was scattered on the ground.

He held a needle and thread in his hands, but his eyes were fixed on a certain place in a trance.

Her Xue'er was stronger than she thought. After shedding tears for a while, she finally spoke to comfort her.

She is really like me, but stronger than me.

Her Xueer, like her, did not like the cage of the palace, but she was obedient and sensible, nestling in the side, silently suppressing her nature, because they all knew that they could not fly out of here.

She asked Xue'er to go back to her palace, as she needed some quiet time.

She didn't want to fight, but for Xue'er, she thought, she couldn't do this anymore.

Ganquan Palace was completely silent!

The palace maids and eunuchs all knew that Concubine Wan was gentle, but she was in a bad mood today, so they consciously stopped hanging around her.

Only her personal maid Cai Chun stood by, looking anxious.

After the Second Princess left, Concubine Wan just sat there in a daze, not moving for an hour.

Fortunately, Miss Zhuang came.

"aunt!"

Zhuang Biyao's voice came in.

Concubine Wan looked at the graceful Zhuang Biyao walking in, her eyes were red, she forgot the proper etiquette and hugged her.

The little girl reached out and patted her back again and again, as if to comfort her, and her voice was rare and gentle: "Aunt, don't be sad, there will always be a way."

Concubine Wan smiled and said, "Yao'er, didn't I tell you not to enter the palace?"

Zhuang Biyao let go of Concubine Wan and wiped her tears: "Such a big thing has happened. Yao'er is worried about Aunt and Xue'er, so she will definitely go to the palace."

Then she lowered her head: "Aunt, Yao'er is careless and doesn't know how to comfort people."

Concubine Wan took Zhuang Biyao's hand and said softly, "Yao'er, your aunt is from the royal family, and your cousin is also a princess. Some destinies cannot be escaped."

Zhuang Biyao shook her head: "No, no, Dog Emperor..."

Before that word came out, Concubine Wan and Cai Chun both changed color.

Concubine Wan immediately reached out and covered Zhuang Biyao's mouth.

"Yao'er, this is the imperial palace, don't talk nonsense."

Zhuang Biyao also knew that she had spoken too quickly and almost made a mistake.

She lowered her eyes, and Concubine Wan put her hand down.

"Aunt, I mean, no."

She lowered her voice and said, "Aunt, as long as we find out why His Majesty came back to life and why his temperament changed drastically, we can stop all this from happening."

Concubine Wan was stunned.

Zhuang Biyao continued, "Aunt, I brought someone in, but I still need your help to investigate this matter."