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

Xiao Yi still had a gloomy face and frowned, he didn't say anything, and his steps were a little faster.

"The Prime Minister loves me, and I love him, so let's get married.

After we get married, I will give birth to many babies for you. If you give birth to boys, you will teach them to read and write. If you give birth to girls, I will teach them martial arts and fighting. Is that okay?"

"Don't make noise."

The Prime Minister is very vicious.

But his complexion was noticeably relieved.

"Okay?"

She asked persistently.

He sighed slightly, and after a long while he said, "Okay."

Li Ling cheered loudly in joy on the cold palace road.

"This princess has finally won over the Prime Minister, and is finally getting married..."

Xiao Yi: “…”

It seems that the injury is not serious, at least he is still strong enough.

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At the palace banquet, Xiao Yi had been gone for a long time and had not returned yet.

Huan Hongsheng looked at the men in the center, who were wearing clothes that didn't even reveal their necks, and were talking seriously about music, and he felt very bored.

"This Eastern Zhou Dynasty is so boring."

He said unhappily: "Emperor Dong Zhou, this prince doesn't like men."

The men who were playing the stringed instruments finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Huan Hongsheng looked towards where Zhuang Biyao was, only to see that it was empty.

He couldn't help but frown even more.

"Where's Miss Zhuang?"

Jun Zeyuan is now too lazy to care about these two bald guys.

He had only been on the throne for a short time, and his foundation was not stable. If possible, he really wanted to kill the two bald guys with a sword, and then march westward, aiming his sword at Xishang.

"In reply to the Second Prince Xishang, my granddaughter is not feeling well. I have just ordered someone to send her back to rest."

"Humph!"

Huan Hongsheng snorted coldly.

Then a sneer appeared on his lips: "There is nothing this prince cannot get if he wants it."

"This prince is tired and needs to go back to rest. Goodbye!"

He stood up and left with the people behind him.

The palace banquet was over.

Yang Susu held Jun Yichen's hand from beginning to end.

Tonight, she didn't dare to leave him, and couldn't leave him, even though she just watched Huan Hongsheng's hurried steps and the sneer on his face, which made her feel uneasy.

In the carriage, Jun Yichen hugged her and comforted her: "Miss Zhuang was personally sent back to the Grand Tutor's Mansion by Qingzhou and the Jinyiwei, so don't worry."

"I know that the Royal Guards will protect her, but for some reason, I always feel uneasy."

"Your Highness, today I saw the Second Prince of Xishang, who is really a fool, lustful and cruel. But Xiao Yi just said that the Emperor of Xishang intends for him to be the next crown prince. Why is that?"

Jun Yichen smiled faintly: "The second prince is the son of the favorite concubine of Emperor Xishang. Since ancient times, the world has been divided and united. A powerful country has been too strong for too long, and it is arrogant and self-righteous, which will inevitably lead to corruption from within. Seeing Huan Hongsheng like this today, I think Xishang has been in danger for a long time. I am afraid that my sixth brother will not be able to sit still."

"I once wanted to personally lead my troops to the west, but now I am in poor health and I am afraid I cannot do that."

Yang Susu stretched out her arms and hugged his waist: "Your Majesty, we will set off the day after tomorrow to Yanjiang."

He reached out and ruffled her hair: "Okay."

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In the Yangxin Palace, Jun Zeyuan took off his dragon robe.

Chen Yanrou also took off her phoenix robe.

She was holding a black sweater in her hand, with a look of deep worry on her face: "Ayuan, do you really want to go?"

Jun Zeyuan said with a sneer on his face: "Of course I will go, Rou'er, don't worry, that baldy can't beat me."

"Ayuan, you are the emperor of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The Eastern Zhou Dynasty cannot live without you now. Otherwise, don't go."

Jun Zeyuan picked up the wine gourd on the table, took a few sips of wine, and then laughed wantonly: "Rou'er, that second bald guy deserves a beating, my hands are itching, if you don't go out and Lulu reaches out, I'll go crazy, don't worry."

Chen Yanrou had no choice, she knew his character well.

She helped him change into a black formal suit, covered him with a black scarf, held his hand and said softly, "Ayuan, come back when you're done playing."

"it is good."

Jun Zeyuan disappeared in the Yangxin Palace and walked out of the palace gate in the night.

In a hidden corner outside the palace gate, a carriage stopped there, and Xiao Yi walked out of the carriage with a sullen face.

After waiting for a long while, he said to the black shadow flying overhead: "Beat it to death."

The shadow stopped, and Xiao Yi heard a chuckle: "Okay."

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Jun Zeyuan was wearing a black formal suit and lying on the eaves of a room in the post station.

He gently lifted a tile.

What I saw was Huan Hongsheng taking off his clothes in a hurry.

The few remaining hairs on his head stood up due to excitement, and drool flowed from the corners of his mouth.

On the bed, there was a woman lying.

She is Zhuang Biyao, the daughter of Grand Master Zhuang.

She was wearing only an almost transparent gauze, her face was flushed, her eyes were a little blurry, but full of tears, and her lips were biting her jaw so hard that it even bled.

Outside the courtyard stood a number of experts that Huan Hongsheng had brought from Xishang. They all looked alert, with sharp scimitars hanging from their waists.

Huan Hongsheng in the room had taken off all his clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear, and his fat body was shaking like a pig.

Jun Zeyuan's eyes were stern and serious.

He waved behind him.

At that time, Qingzhou, who was hiding behind him, led a dozen men in black to the courtyard. Each of them held a packet of white powder in his hand. In just a moment, they knocked out everyone outside the courtyard, then took out a knife and stabbed them hard in non-lethal places.

Jun Zeyuan landed in the room.

A strong fragrance entered his nose, making him feel a little hot.

Huan Hongsheng, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, was furious: "Where did the assassin come from? Come, catch the assassin."

But the only response he got was silence.

Jun Zeyuan sneered, and white silk threads flew out from his sleeves, tying up Huan Hongsheng.

Huan Hongsheng was furious.

He didn't know that the assassin's weapon was actually a strange silk thread.

I was stunned for just a moment, and then I was tied up and couldn't break free.

There was a strange fragrance in the room, and he wanted to cover his mouth and nose but it was too late.

Although he felt something strange in his body, it did not stop him from beating the baldy first.

He plucked out all the hair on Er Tuzi's head effortlessly, then beat him until he knelt on the ground and cried for help, and then used a knife to cut his fat flesh piece by piece.

Only when Huan Hongsheng turned into a bloody man did he let go.

Finally, he said in a hoarse voice: "Haha, as long as you die in Dongzhou, Dongzhou and Xishang will inevitably go to war, and in the end, it will be my Beiyan who will be the winner."

Then he laughed out loud in a vulgar way.

Just as the knife was about to fall, the guards outside the courtyard heard their voices: "Catch the assassin, catch the assassin quickly."

The man in black snorted coldly, picked up Zhuang Biyao from the bed, and disappeared into the room.

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Jun Zeyuan originally wanted to secretly send Zhuang Biyao back to the Grand Tutor's Mansion. After all, she was in such a state that she needed to get a doctor in as soon as possible.

But halfway through, he suddenly froze.