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

"Oh, Eunuch Chen, this princess is not drunk, why should I drink sobering soup?"

Yang Susu's tongue was a little tangled, and she poured the bowl of hangover soup onto the ground without hesitation.

Eunuch Chen looked at the poured hangover soup and said in embarrassment, "This——"

"Cough cough cough..."

There was another cough from the other side.

Yang Susu looked up and saw Princess Li Ling patting Jun Yichen's back carefully.

Her eyes were full of worry: "Brother Yichen, drink some warm water."

Li Ling's pair of white and delicate hands patted Jun Yichen's back again and again, her eyes full of heartache.

Then, she took a white silk handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat off Jun Yichen's forehead.

"Brother Yichen, how about Ling'er help you go back and rest."

Jun Yichen just stopped coughing, his voice a little hoarse: "It's okay."

"Brother Yichen, drink some warm water to moisten your throat."

"it is good."

Yang Susu laughed angrily!

She stood up and took the first step, but was pulled back by Zhuang Biyao.

"Susu, don't be impulsive. This is a palace banquet. Besides, King Meng is also here. I heard that King Meng is very skilled in martial arts."

Zhuang Biyao said it very lightly.

"Look at the Meng Wang, he is someone who is not easy to mess with. Let's be patient for now and don't ruin the emperor's reputation."

Yang Susu looked in the direction of Zhuang Biyao, and saw the King of Meng, who was dressed in strange clothes, drinking with Xiao Yi.

She never expected that the gentle, elegant, scholarly and cultured Prime Minister could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. This really impressed her.

It's usually well hidden.

"Cough cough cough..."

Coughing sounds were heard from the other side from time to time.

That sweet voice of "Brother Yichen" could always reach Yang Susu's ears through the noisy voices.

Yang Susu felt even more irritated.

"T--"

She couldn't help but utter a curse word.

He stood up with a jerk.

Yes, she's going to make trouble.

I always feel uncomfortable if I don't do anything.

She held the wine gourd in her hand, curled her lips, blushed, and walked towards the other side unsteadily.

"Brother Yichen, are you feeling better?"

Princess Li Ling placed her slender and fair hands on Jun Yichen's back, patting him gently, with affection in her eyes almost overflowing.

"Um, Princess Liling, right? Please make way, please make way—"

Princess Li Ling did not stop what she was doing, but looked up at Yang Susu with a look of astonishment in her eyes.

She had always known that she was extremely beautiful, but her beauty was unattractive in front of Yang Susu.

After being surprised, she smiled at her and said, "Princess, this is my seat."

Yang Susu sneered. After drinking, the Tongsheng flower on her forehead seemed to be stained with a layer of enchanting color.

"This princess is very confused. Who is the blind bastard who arranged this position?"

Eunuch Chen felt a little aggrieved after being called a cuckold.

After all, this position was chosen by Princess Liling herself.

She was a distinguished guest, and he had consulted His Majesty the Ming King, who had no intention of refusing.

That was the only way he could arrange it.

He is also helpless.

"This princess is the fiancée of the Ming King. Logically, this princess should be arranged to sit next to him."

"You are an unmarried princess, yet you speak softly and caringly to my fiancé. The way you call him Brother Yichen gives me goosebumps all over my body."

Yang Susu leaned over, a smile on her face, a hint of confusion and coldness in her eyes: "What? You are a princess, are you going to steal someone else's man?"

Yang Susu spoke in a loud voice, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Jun Zeyuan, who was sitting in the upper seat, looked unhappy.

He knew that the palace banquet tonight would not go smoothly.

At this time, there was complete silence, the dancers had already retreated, and the noisy music stopped.

There was only the sound of Jun Yichen coughing.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Princess Li Ling continued to pat Jun Yichen's back, as gently as if she was coaxing a child, but also as if she was provoking Yang Susu.

"Your Highness, it's wrong to say that. The affection between me and Brother Yichen is naturally unknown to outsiders. This time, I came here to ask the new emperor to grant me and Brother Yichen a marriage."

"If the princess insists on entering the Prince Ming's palace and becoming a concubine, this princess doesn't mind."

Li Ling had big almond eyes, which reminded Yang Susu of the deceased Yang Rongxin, who also had such big, pure eyes, which was very annoying.

But there was something exotic in her eyes, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and five or six silver ornaments hanging on her earlobes.

"Ah--"

Yang Susu sneered.

"I clearly remember that the imperial decree of marriage stated that this princess is the Princess of Ming."

She looked towards Jun Zeyuan who was sitting on the throne: "Your Majesty, don't joke, don't you?"

Jun Zeyuan nodded: "That's right, Liling, the Princess Zhenguo was appointed by me personally as the Princess of Ming, and my second brother likes her very much."

"Your Majesty may have misunderstood. Ahem, ahem, I have no intention of being interested in the princess."

Jun Yichen raised his head, his voice icy cold.

Although Yang Susu had drunk some wine, she still felt cold in her limbs and her heart was suddenly stabbed.

She narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth at Jun Yichen, saying, "Jun Yichen, say it to me again."

Jun Yichen finally raised his eyes to meet those angry eyes, his voice cold and distant: "Princess, this prince, cough cough cough - this prince has never liked the princess, the princess may have misunderstood."

Before she finished her words, Yang Susu had already moved.

She quickly flashed in front of him, met his slightly surprised eyes, reached out and pinched his jaw, tilted her face up, squinted her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Say it again."

"Su'er, how outrageous!"

Yang Yuan, who was not far away, stood up and shouted at Yang Susu: "Su'er, let go of His Majesty the King of Ming."

"Say it to me again!"

She ignored the surprised looks from the others and moved slightly closer to him.

The strong smell of alcohol hit his nose, he looked at her angry and misty eyes, and turned away.

"I told you to stay away from me. I don't like you..."

Listening to his words, she angrily pressed her lips against his.

Shut up!

The soft warmth between the lips, with a strong smell of alcohol, hit his heart.

His whole body was stiff, and there was even a hint of doting smile in his eyes.

As expected, she has a bad drinking habit and doesn't even consider the occasion.

He had clearly endured the pain in his heart and pushed her out, but she still bumped into him without caring.

She narrowed her eyes, looked into his shocked eyes, and gazed deep into his lips.

This kiss was very domineering, so domineering that she even bit his lips hard at the end.

He hissed.