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

Zhuang Biyao bent even lower, making it hard to see the emotion on her face. The only sound was the faint sound of tears falling to the ground.

Jun Zeyuan's eyes froze.

Yes, Hua Shengsheng, can he defend Los Angeles?

That unruly and ruffian look is somewhat similar to him.

I used to follow him around, so my pride should not be underestimated.

He didn't want to take her with him to help him collect the body.

He will be fine!

Although at this moment, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He was trying to calm his inexplicable emotions.

At this moment, he felt that he had developed some complicated feelings towards Zhuang Biyao that he shouldn't have.

Maybe it was because I drank the wine she brewed and I was a little drunk.

He would not allow himself to be intoxicated.

He took a few steps forward, held Chen Yanrou's hand, and gave her a comforting look.

He said slowly to Zhuang Biyao who was kneeling on the ground: "Go back and pack your things well, and leave with me tomorrow."

"Empress Zhuang, he is a major general of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. He has been very lucky since he was a child. I believe in him, and nothing will happen to him."

Jun Zeyuan held Chen Yanrou's hand and walked away.

Zhuang Biyao was still kneeling on the ground, with her face pressed against the ground, hot tears pouring out of her eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She murmured, "It's great, I can finally go see him, I can finally see him."

Tianjiu looked at her young lady like this, tears welled up in her eyes. She had been watching her young lady walk all the way here.

The young lady hasn't smiled since she entered the palace.

In her heart, she could never let go of the young master.

"Miss, His Majesty has already promised you, please get up quickly."

Zhuang Biyao stood up with the help of Tianjiu. She excitedly held Tianjiu's hand and said, "Jiu'er, come with me and pack your bags."

She could finally go see him.

Even one glance is enough.

----

When Yang Susu woke up, she found that all her bones ached.

She hissed.

I found that my throat hurt as if it was cut by a knife.

Falling from Qianqing to the lower realm, falling from such a high distance, even if you don't die, you will be skinned.

Even Qianqing's strong barrier couldn't stop her weak body.

In her heart, Yang Susu greeted Lan Lingxiu's ancestors for eighteen generations, while enduring the great pain and looking around.

What came into view was a handsome young man.

The young man had beautiful features, a pair of startling willow eyebrows, lively eyes with a silence that was not in line with his age, a straight nose, thin lips, snow-white skin, and black hair tied up by a golden crown. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the bed, staring at her without blinking.

"who are you?"

The boy's cold voice was filled with murderous intent.

Yang Susu's heart tightened.

This beautiful boy wants to kill her?

"Where is this?"

Yang Susu endured the pain in her body and was shocked by her duck-like voice.

"Nansheng Palace."

Yang Susu then went to look at the beautiful boy's clothes.

He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a mutton-fat white jade pendant. The furnishings in the room were exquisite but simple.

This beautiful boy is the little emperor Nan Sheng!

"This is my bedroom."

The beautiful boy spoke coldly.

Yang Susu: “…”

"How did you get in?"

"Are you from the Regent?"

"Now that you have discovered my secret, are you going to tell the Regent?"

"You must be someone extraordinary to be able to enter there. I guess you are the regent's man, right?"

The young man narrowed his eyes, and cast a cold and vicious gaze on Yang Susu.

"No problem. If I don't kill you, I will imprison you and torture you slowly. You are the regent's man after all."

Yang Susu: “…”

She blinked her big innocent eyes.

What, what the hell?

This little emperor said so much, but he still wanted to imprison her?

"Someone, give her some Mantuo water."

"I want to see if you, whose internal organs are slowly rotting, regret working for the Regent."

Yang Susu's already pale face became even paler at this moment.

She said in a hoarse voice: "Little Emperor, I, I am not the regent's man, I, I am from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

Yang Susu didn't want to drink the Mantuo water, and she didn't want to be tortured.

Although she didn't know what she had done to cause the young emperor to misunderstand her so deeply and make him think that she was the regent's woman, she couldn't let the misunderstanding continue.

She had to get better quickly and then go find the prince immediately.

The little emperor's face was visibly stunned for a moment.

"Eastern Zhou people?"

There was disbelief in his eyes, and then he looked at Yang Susu from beginning to end.

The eunuch beside the little emperor whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, this woman is definitely not dressed like a servant of Nan Sheng."

"Yes, little emperor, I am from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and I am wearing the clothes of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. I went out to look for my husband, but he was washed away by the Henghe River, and I jumped in too. When I woke up, I was lying here with you."

Yang Susu looked very pitiful, her eyes turned red as she spoke.

The little emperor stared at Yang Susu in silence for a long time before he asked half-doubtingly, "Really?"

"Really, really, truer than a needle tip."

The little emperor pondered for a long time before saying, "So, you are not the regent's man. You were washed there by the Henghe River."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Although he didn't know where the little emperor was talking about.

The little emperor turned around, his eyes fierce: "Even so, you have discovered my secret. You still cannot leave here before I take off the head of the regent."

Yang Susu was anxious and said in a hoarse voice: "What secret is it? I am unconscious and don't know anything. Little Emperor Nan Sheng, I still need to find my husband. Please be kind and let me go."

"You ask someone to draw a portrait of your husband, and I will ask someone to look for it."

"But you can't leave!"

After the little emperor finished speaking, he turned around and strode away. Before leaving, he asked people to keep a close eye on her.

Yang Susu wailed.

She fell so hard that her bones hurt and she couldn't get up.

Damn Lan Lingxiu, doesn’t he know that she is now a mortal?

After a long pause, she accepted her fate and entered the Three-Life Stone. For now, she could only rest here and then escape when she recovered.

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Princess Xishang's Residence

The night was thick, red lanterns were hung high in the house, and the half-moon in the sky emitted soft light, which fell on the windowsill.

The eldest princess was wearing a black palace dress, half lying on the chaise longue. She had a slender figure, a loose dress, bare shoulders, a beautiful and slender collarbone, and a soft and warm chest that was half exposed, making people jealous.

She squinted her eyes, looking lazy.

There was a knock on the door: "Your Highness the Princess."