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

Yang Susu looked at the dozen soldiers following behind the thick-browed general, her face looking as if it could sink into the water: "May I ask how to address this general?"

"Li Mujun."

"General Li, Queen Shu invited more than just me, right?"

"Miss Yang San is indeed a smart person. Queen Shu said that everyone in your courtyard should be asked to go back to testify for Miss Yang San."

Yang Susu looked sullen, took a breath, and was finally about to begin.

"Then I'll trouble you, eunuch. I'll take them to the palace."

Everyone from Qingyu Garden entered the palace with Yang Susu.

After entering the palace, General Li with thick eyebrows separated Yang Susu from them.

Before Yang Susu left, she gave them a reassuring look.

General Li took Yang Susu directly to the Qianqing Palace.

The Qianqing Palace was where Emperor Wen Zhao rested, but now it has become a place where Empress Shu can come and go freely.

When Yang Susu approached, Empress Shu was trying to comfort Emperor Wen Zhao to sleep. Emperor Wen Zhao looked pale, with abnormal redness on both sides of his cheeks, but he was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Queen Shu looked up at Yang Susu, then put her index finger to her lips and said "hush".

After a while, Emperor Wen Zhao began to snore softly.

Queen Shu gently lowered the golden curtain.

She didn't have her hair tied up, her black hair was down to her waist, her face was made up to perfection, and there was an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth.

She stood up, passed by Yang Susu, and said softly, "Susu, come with me. I'll take you to see a good show."

"Yes"

Yang Susu lowered her head and followed behind Queen Shu.

Her personal maid Yun'er put a thick fox fur cloak on her.

A pomelo flower hairpin gently held up her flowing black hair.

It seems that Queen Shu really likes pomelo flowers.

Although the sun shines every day in early spring, it is still cold at night and you need to wear a cloak.

After leaving the Qianqing Palace, a cool breeze blew over her. Yang Susu wrapped herself in her fox fur cloak.

After walking for a few minutes, Queen Shu stopped in front of the Si Nu Palace.

The Palace of Slaves was originally used to punish slaves who had committed crimes in the palace.

A cry of pain was heard from the Slave Hall.

Yang Susu's heart trembled.

"Susu, come with me and take a look."

Queen Shu's voice was very gentle, but it was filled with endless coldness.

The screams in her ears continued, and Yang Susu's legs became weak.

When I got closer, I saw that Concubine Wan's usually gentle and virtuous face was now covered in blood.

Iron nails pierced through her palms, firmly fixing her to the wooden frame, and her feet were tied with spiked iron chains.

General Li, with thick eyebrows, was holding a whip and whipping Concubine Wan's delicate skin again and again.

Concubine Wan was the legitimate daughter of the Zhuang family. She had been pampered since she was a child and was loved by her parents and brothers. After entering the palace, Emperor Wen Zhao naturally treated her well.

However, such a delicate woman was now tied to a rack, tortured and beaten.

Yang Susu stood behind Queen Shu and took a deep breath.

The blood stains on Concubine Wan's body hurt Yang Susu's eyes.

"Susu, an assassin has entered the palace and broke into my Weiyang Palace, stealing my most important things."

Yang Susu's mind went blank for a moment.

Queen Shu continued, "I remember that day Concubine Wan brought a basket of snow cakes that the late Queen liked to eat."