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

The battlefield was dangerous this time, and Jun Zeyuan originally did not want to bring Wangyou and Afang with him, but Wangyou said, "There are countless wounded in the army, and my medical skills can help them recover quickly."

Especially in surgery, with her stitching skills, recovery is faster.

The little girl next to Wangyou is the second brother's new sister, also named Jun, and named Tianfang.

Jun Tianfang has a small round face, big grape-like eyes, and is pretty and shy.

She should be a very important person to my second brother.

Jun Tianfang said to him: "Your Majesty, I want to follow Sister Wangyou, I want to go too."

Finally, Jun Zeyuan agreed to let Wangyou come with him, but he did not agree to let Jun Tianfang go with him.

But she still sneaked under the carriage and followed him. She said she wanted to learn medicine from Wangyou.

By the time he discovered it, it was already very far away from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Jun Zeyuan frowned helplessly. Since she was his second brother's sister, she was also his sister. He would protect her.

These days, Jun Zeyuan and Yang Susu had no news at all. If something really happened, he had thought about it. After the battle, if he was lucky enough to return to Dongzhou, he and Liu'er would take Tianfang to the palace and raise and educate her well.

His gaze shifted from Tian Fang to the rest of the wounded soldiers. Painful groans continued to be heard, and one horrible corpse after another was carried out and passed by him.

Wangyou and the doctors were busy all over.

Jun Zeyuan stood in the rain, silent for a long time. Even the heavy rain could not cover up the painful howling coming from the wounded camp.

Qingzhou said, "Your Majesty, the rain is getting heavier, and you haven't had a good rest yet. Go back!"

Jun Zeyuan nodded silently and turned to leave.

The rain hit the umbrella, breaking into countless petals, then rolled down the umbrella and hit the water on the ground, creating ripples.

The cold wind blew some raindrops onto his blue shirt and caressed his handsome face. His expression was hard to see in the rain.

When he passed by Hua Shengsheng's house, the door was open. He looked inside for some reason and saw the pretty figure sitting beside the bed, absent-minded, with red eyes, probably because she had just cried.

The warm yellow candlelight flickered in the room, making her face look softer.

She stared at the man on the bed, wanting to touch his cheek several times, but she held back and pulled her hand back.

He saw that the affection in her eyes was about to overflow, and her face showed emotion that had not been seen for a long time.

Ever since Zhuang Biyao entered the palace, Jun Zeyuan felt that she was like a fake person.

Now that he saw that she was still so sad for Hua Shengsheng, he suddenly felt relieved.

"His Majesty!"

Tianjiu was standing under the eaves with a basin of water. Seeing Jun Zeyuan standing in the rain, he bowed to him, lowered his head, and lowered his eyes, his eyes full of worry.

Because the young lady is now the imperial concubine of His Majesty, and in this rainy and dark night, she is in another man's room.

No matter who it is, everyone will be angry, right?

Tianjiu tightened her grip on the basin, fearing that Jun Zeyuan would be unhappy and punish the young master and young lady.

The call of sweet wine brought Zhuang Biyao back to her senses.

She looked outwards and met Jun Zeyuan's dark eyes.

Her face turned pale, and she quickly stood up and walked out, bowing to Jun Zeyuan: "Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, Major General Hua is seriously injured. I am afraid he has a high fever, so I came to check on him."

She half squatted, bent over, lowered her eyes, and explained to him.

Now that she is his concubine, it is indeed inappropriate for her to appear in another man's room like this.

Jun Zeyuan stood in the rain, with no intention of going in. He just said calmly: "It's okay, I know everything, Imperial Concubine, please get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhuang Biyao stood up and remained standing in the same place, with her eyebrows lowered and her face full of confusion.

The young master was seriously injured, and at this moment, she did not want to leave her.

But morally and logically, she should follow Jun Zeyuan back to her room at this moment.

Jun Zeyuan asked her through the rain: "How is his injury?"

Zhuang Biyao's voice was trembling: "The scimitar is stuck in his bones. I'm afraid his left hand is broken. Wangyou said that whether he can wake up depends on his luck."

When she said this, her eyes were red again.

Jun Zeyuan sighed.

"Don't worry, good luck will come to you. With you by his side, he won't want to leave."

His voice penetrated the rain and reached her ears. She raised her eyes suddenly, with astonishment in her eyes.

Jun Zeyuan's mouth curved up in a beautiful arc: "Yao'er, you have to tell him that if he dies, you have to follow me back to the palace and give me lots of big fat boys. If he wakes up, everything is still possible."

After Jun Zeyuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked away in the rain.

Raindrops fell on his blue shirt, and Zhuang Biyao's eyes were misty, and her gaze on his figure gradually blurred.

She turned back to the bed and tucked the quilt for the person on the bed. When her eyes fell on his pale and thin face, the tears in her eyes finally couldn't stop falling.

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At the Xishang Palace banquet, following the old emperor's order, the guards came forward and tied up Jun Xiyang.

The princess's charming eyes slowly fell on the two guards, raised her eyebrows and said: "If you touch Ayang, you won't see the sun tomorrow."

The two guards' hands trembled, and they pulled back their hands, then looked up at the old emperor.

The princess was a lunatic, cruel and vicious, and she always kept her word. Naturally, they dared not continue to ask for help, and could only ask the old emperor for help.

"Father, look, the eldest princess has dared to disobey your orders for the sake of the Eastern Zhou hostage."

The eldest prince continued to fan the flames.

The eldest princess's eyes became fierce, she suddenly stood up, picked up the wine in the cup and poured it towards the eldest prince.

Her tone was frivolous and charming: "It seems that the eldest prince is confused and talking nonsense. I will make you sober up."

Then, a secret guard beside the princess appeared and threw out a sharp knife, which landed exactly on the head of the eldest prince, cutting off a few strands of his hair, but did not hurt him at all.

The eldest prince was so angry at first, and then so frightened when the knife tip passed over his head, that he forgot to speak for a moment.

The eldest prince thought that after Huan Hongsheng led his troops to war, he had gradually taken control of the palace.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the eldest princess, these are nothing at all. As long as she wants, she can kill him in a minute.

With this realization, the eldest prince looked even more depressed.

The old emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at the eldest princess gloomily: "Yingying, what are you doing? Don't you listen to your father's orders now?"

"Father, the eldest prince is being noisy. I want to pull out his tongue."