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

The princess wiped the blood off the ruby ​​scimitar, put it back into the scabbard, and walked towards Jun Xiyang step by step, as if nothing had happened.

When she got closer, she pinched Jun Xiyang's jaw with her slender, white, blood-stained fingers, forcing him to look up at her face: "Ayang, are you willing to live forever with me?"

Jun Xiyang looked calm, reached out to wipe the blood off her face, and said in a clear voice: "Okay, Princess, I am willing."

The princess heard the answer that satisfied her, and the corners of her mouth curved up, she was very happy: "Are you speaking the truth, Ayang?"

Jun Xiyang also chuckled, "Of course it's the truth."

The princess excitedly held his hand, put his hand between her lips and kissed it: "Ayang, you must keep your word.

You know, I hate liars the most. If Ayang lies to me, I will go crazy."

She played with his fair, slender fingers: "Ayang, do you know what it looks like when I go crazy?"

Jun Xiyang let her play with his fingers, with a beautiful arc on his lips: "If the princess goes crazy, she will break my bones one by one, then peel off my skin and bones, and make them into works of art..."

Those who deceived or disobeyed her would end up like this. Jun Xiyang had seen it countless times.

The princess nodded and looked into his eyes, softly and crazily: "That's someone else, Ayang is different."

"I will make Ah Yang into a human pig and place it in my bedroom for me to admire forever."

The corners of her mouth raised a beautiful arc: "Ayang, are you afraid?"

Jun Xiyang nodded and said calmly, "I am afraid, so I said something against my will to win the princess' favor."

When Jun Xiyang said this, the eldest princess's expression froze for a moment, and then she burst into laughter.

She smiled and said, "Ayang, this time, I am not kidding you."

She straightened her hair, leaned close to his face, and whispered in his ear: "Get ready to sleep with me tonight. The Hua family said that practicing the Way of Hehuan can also make people immortal."

Jun Xiyang's body stiffened for a moment, and then he said slowly and clearly: "Okay."

His gaze seemed to have changed a little, a little different from the past, but the princess lowered her head and was playing with his jet-black hair, so she didn't see it.

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Dong Zhou's advance was unstoppable, and in five consecutive days, he captured five cities in Xishang.

The Eastern Zhou Dynasty fought more and more bravely, while the Western Zhou Dynasty was defeated step by step. In addition, at this critical moment, the immortal old emperor passed away, which made the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty panic.

The demonic things in Master Hua's hands were killed one after another by Yang Susu's Orchid Holy Fire and the Heavenly Evil Formation, as well as Yang Zuo's Blue Feather Bow and Yang You's Red Tassel Spear.

General Xishang Wu Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and kept forcing Master Hua to ask the Hua family for help.

Master Hua had a gloomy face, but he had no idea what to do.

All the demons he brought with him were almost extinct.

Because of his limited magical power, the demons he brought with him were all of the lowest level.

He wanted to go back to Qianqing and ask the head of the family to think of a way to bring down some powerful demons.

Just as he was about to leave, Hua Lian arrived.

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The winter snow kept falling, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, but the faces of the soldiers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were filled with happy smiles. With such momentum, they would surely be able to take down Xishang within a month.

Inside the room, Hua Shengsheng was looking at the falling snow outside through the window.

His injury has healed for several days.

But he had not left his bed for the past few days, because Princess Ming said he needed to rest.

When he was seriously ill, he always felt that his Yao'er was by his side, but after waking up, he was still alone.

He asked the maid who served him and found out that she had really come and followed His Majesty in person.

She hadn't come to see him for so many days.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't sad. After all, he still had her in his heart and eyes. Even though her heart was now filled with His Majesty, according to their past friendship, she should come to see him, right?

He really wanted to find her, but now that she was His Majesty's concubine, he was afraid to see her.

He was afraid that he would lose control of himself and do something impolite.

He was afraid that once he saw her, his heart would never be at peace again.

Snow was raging outside the window, and he just sat there, watching the snow and thinking all day long.

When Yang Susu came in, he didn't even notice.

Yang Susu stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him: "Young Master, what are you thinking about? You are thinking so intently."

Hua Shengsheng came back to his senses, looked at Yang Susu who was wearing a cold white cotton dress, and said with a smile: "Looking at the snow."

Yang Susu teased, "When did the young master become so poetic? He could be so absent-minded just looking at the snow. Could it be that he is thinking of someone through the snow?"

Hua Shengsheng was stunned. Yes, Princess Ming is such a clear-sighted person.

He placed his hand on the bedside to feel Yang Susu's pulse, and said, "Who says I am not a poetic person?

People, they always change.

Just like Princess Ming, she is a completely different person compared to before."

Yang Susu took her hand back and nodded: "You are right, people will always change, but some people's hearts, once they fall for another person, will never change."

She stood up and took out a white jade soup bowl from the food basket she brought. In it was a fragrant medicinal pigeon stewed.

A lot of tonics were added to the pigeon soup, and bright red wolfberries were floating in it. Even the layer of oil on top had been spooned away.

Hua Shengsheng held the bowl and looked at the soup in a daze.

"This medicinal pigeon soup has been stewed for three hours. It uses the collected kohlrabi and various medicinal herbs. The wolfberries on top are especially the ones that have been soaked in wine. Drink it now."

During the few days since he woke up, Yang Susu brought him different tonic soups every day and helped him diagnose his pulse.

But she goes to battle every day, so she doesn't have the time to cook these nourishing soups.

He held the bowl, scooped up mouthfuls after mouthfuls, and drank slowly.

After all the soup in the bowl was consumed, he said, "Thank you!"

Yang Susu waved her hand: "You're welcome. Anyway, I'm not the one you want to thank. You know it very well. Why pretend to be confused?"

She smiled and put the empty bowl into the basket, then stood up and looked at Hua Shengsheng who was looking down with his brows furrowed. She continued, "Your injury has healed. There is no need to lie down like this. Hiding like this will not solve any problems at all."

"Physical injuries are easy to heal, but mental illness is hard to cure."

Yang Susu sighed and turned away.

The weather cleared up on the second day, and the heavy snow that had been falling for many days finally stopped for a while.