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

Cui Er said softly: "You can only crack it yourself, no one else can do it."

Yang Susu's face turned even worse, and she stared at Cui'er with a pair of cold eyes for a long time.

Cui Er shrank her neck, her face full of panic, and said timidly: "Well, girl, I have told you everything you want to know. Can you let me go?"

"Let you go? Then what about my prince?"

Yang Susu walked a few steps closer to Cui'er, pinched Cui'er's chin and looked at her: "Do you think you can deceive me like this? You are the daughter of Bai Mama and Bai Gonggong. Look, your eyebrows, eyes and facial features are so similar to Bai Mama, Mo Shi said it was true."

Cui Er's eyes were full of panic: "No, I'm not, I'm just adopted by them, I'm not their biological daughter.

Girl, you should have seen Aunt Bai, the Wu people all have white hair and white skin, but I have black hair.

So, I am not, they don’t care about me, so I am not important to them, girl, it’s useless to threaten them with me, let me go, girl.”

As she spoke, Cui Er shed tears and sobbed softly: "Brother Ling, save me, save me..."

Yang Susu was very upset at the moment. Listening to Cui'er's crying, she stuffed the coarse cloth back into Cui'er's mouth in a state of annoyance.

"Mo Shi, since she is of the pure bloodline of the Wu clan, why isn't her hair white?"

"She was cast under a spell to cover up her white hair. The witches must want to protect her, just like my mother wanted to protect me."

Mo Shi lifted up her skirt and walked towards Cui'er. Under Cui'er's frightened gaze, she bit her finger and pointed at Cui'er's forehead.

Mo Shi's bright red blood instantly disappeared between Cui'er's eyebrows. Then, Cui'er showed a painful expression, and then her black hair gradually turned white, and even her skin became several shades whiter, more tender than before.

Yang Susu sneered.

"She is in our hands. It seems that we can fight Queen Shu."

Yang Susu led Mo Shi out of the room. She told Wudi Wuwei to keep an eye on the people inside, and then she returned to Qingyu Garden with Qinggong.

But before Yang Susu could even take a sip of water, a group of soldiers crossed the wooden bridge at a very fast pace, walked into the gate and walked towards Yang Susu.

Yang Susu's eyebrows twitched.

His face suddenly darkened.

It's coming so soon.

The thick-browed general in front of him, wearing a suit of armor, was someone Yang Susu had never seen before.

When he came closer, a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle fell on Yang Susu and looked at her for a long time.

"Miss Yang San, I am a general newly appointed by Queen Shu. There was an assassin in the palace last night. The assassin's figure is similar to Miss Yang San, so Queen Shu asked Miss Yang San to come to the palace."

Yang Susu sneered: "Sir, I am just a young lady in the boudoir. How can I have the ability to assassinate someone in the palace?"

"Besides, I'm not the only one in Dong Zhou who looks similar to the assassin, right?"

The thick-browed general stared at Yang Susu with his eagle eyes, making people feel particularly uncomfortable. After a few seconds, he said, "The women who are similar in shape to the assassin and have some martial arts skills have been invited into the palace. Miss Yang San, please be sensible and follow me into the palace. Don't keep Queen Shu waiting for too long. Queen Shu said that if Miss Yang San doesn't come in, don't blame her for being rude."