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

Xiao Yi's words: "If Emperor Wen Zhao was gone, Empress Shu would not have achieved great success."

It has been lingering in Yang Susu's mind.

After throwing all the fish food in her hand into the pond, Yang Susu returned to the bedroom, called Mo Shi in, and closed the door.

On the table and couch were peach blossoms that Wangyou had just picked this morning, blooming tenderly.

On both sides of the table and couch sat Yang Susu and Mo Shi.

Mo Shi looked at Yang Susu with his clear eyes and asked doubtfully, "Sister, are you in trouble?"

"Mo Shi, do you know the Wu Clan?"

Mo Shi nodded: "Of course I know. The Wu Clan is just like our Fan Clan. At that time, they were also loyal to His Highness Gao Yuan. Since His Highness Gao Yuan started a war with our clan leader Fan Tian, ​​the Wu Clan followed His Highness Gao Yuan and killed many of our Fan Clan members. But in that battle, the Wu Clan was almost completely wiped out."

Then Mo Shi's expression became serious: "Sister, did you meet someone from the Wu Clan?"

Yang Susu nodded and said softly: "Mo Shi, follow me to a place to see a person."

She needs to act faster.

She took away the painting of Queen Shu, which showed another her. She was naturally mad with anxiety and would come to the door sooner or later.

Yang Susu put on her bamboo hat and took Mo Shi to the once-abandoned Huainan Palace.

Since the incident at the Huainan Palace, it has been considered a haunted house and has been sealed off because it caused so many casualties.

Yang Susu performed Qinggong and stopped in front of an old dormitory. Wudi Wuwei landed behind Yang Susu and saluted her.

"Just stand guard outside."

"Yes"

"Crunch."

The door opened, and Yang Susu walked into the room holding Mo Shi's hand.

The room was filled with a musty smell. No one had lived there for a long time and no one had cleaned it. There were spider webs everywhere, worn curtains, and a bed stained with dust. Everything was old and dilapidated.

This was once Zhang Chongyue's boudoir.

At this moment, Cui'er was tied to a pillar, with a piece of cloth stuffed in her mouth, looking at Yang Susu with horror on her face.

"Mo Shi, take a look, is she from the Wu Clan?"

Mo Shi stepped forward and stared at the panicked Cui Er for a few seconds. She said thoughtfully, "Sister, she has the blood of the Wu people, and it is very pure."

Yang Susu understood. No wonder Nanny Bai was so kind to Cui'er. It turned out that Cui'er was not adopted by her at all.

She is Cui Er's biological mother.

"Such an orthodox bloodline must be the child of a Wu clan member and a Wu clan member."

Mo Shi added: "I didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people from the Wu Clan left after that war."

Yang Susu stared at Cui'er coldly, biting the words: "Pure bloodline".

"Cui'er, I can take the cloth out of your mouth, but you can't shout or scream, and I won't kill you. If you behave yourself, I might even send you to reunite with your brother Ling."

Cui Er nodded sharply.

Yang Susu stepped forward and ripped the cloth out of Cui'er's mouth.

Cui Er was tactful. Although her eyes revealed her panic, she did not make a noise.

"What do you want to know?"

Cui'er's voice was soft and weak.

Yang Susu had naturally heard Cui'er speak before, and when Qiao Zhuang became Cui'er, she also imitated Cui'er's speech.

I'm just wondering when she started to show off in front of Aunt Bai.

"Let me ask you, do you have indirect amnesia?"