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

Hua Zhiyan also sighed, patted Hua Lian's shoulder and consoled her: "Lian'er, you are kind, and kind people are often bullied. Fortunately, Yu Lou is your cousin, and he will naturally make the decision for you."

"Brother Yu Lou, please help me talk to the Saint and Madam Hai. Hua Lian is not that kind of person. This is all for the Saint's good."

"I don't have time to watch you act, Hua Lian, let me ask you, whose eyes do you have?"

Yang Susu interrupted their play impatiently.

"Brother Yulou, you also know that the Saint Lady used the Holy Heaven Sword to shatter my eyes for the sake of the Demon Lord.

My parents felt sorry for me, so they used the eyes of mortals from the lower world. These mortal eyes are not even one-third as good as mine before."

She pulled Hua Yulou's clothes, tears streaming down her face: "Brother Yulou, I..."

Hua Yulou comforted her softly, "Lian'er, although the Saint Girl has successfully survived the catastrophe, her heart and soul are still fragile, and her divine power has only recovered to one level, so it is inevitable that she is in a bad mood. You have to bear with me."

"Yes, Hua Lian knows. Hua Lian is not crying for herself, but when she thinks of the sufferings that the Saint has endured, Hua Lian can't stop crying."

Hua Zhiyan nodded, took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears on Hua Lian's face: "My Lian'er is so kind-hearted, ah..."

"vomit!"

Hai Lingling covered her heart and vomited.

"I'm sorry, it's so disgusting, I couldn't help it."

Hai Tianru hurried forward and patted Hai Lingling's back worriedly: "Ling'er, what's wrong? Did you have a stomachache?"

Hai Lingling looked very uncomfortable: "My eyes and ears have experienced a disgusting drama. I can't control the urge to vomit. I can't stand it, I can't stand it..."

Hua Zhiyan's expression changed.

Hua Lian tightly pulled at the corner of Hua Yulou's clothes, looking at him with a wronged look on her face, as if to say, Look, Brother Yulou, they all bullied me.

Hua Yulou looked at Hai Lingling with a look of helplessness.

The youngest daughter of the Hai family seems to be an outlier.

"Whose eyes did you, the Hua family, dig out?"

Yang Susu's voice trembled slightly.

The pair of narrow and bright eyes brushed across her heart. She suppressed her great anger and said in a trembling voice, "Forget your worries, huh?"

"You dug out Wangyou's eyes, didn't you?"

The coldness in his eyes made Hua Lian shrink back.

The sword that shattered my eyeball seemed to be vivid in my mind.

Hua Zhiyan is not afraid of Yang Susu at all.

So what if she is a saint?

Without divine power, she couldn't suppress anyone from the four major families.

Even giving her the most spiritual energy in the Saint Maiden Palace to live in was considered a waste.

Moreover, the Qianqing monarch could only let Hua Yulou take the seat.

"Saint, the fact that the mortal's eyes were given to Lian'er is a blessing she has earned through several lifetimes."

Yang Susu sneered at Hua Lian and said, "Sure enough, it's Wangyou's!"

She is so obsessed with surgery, what would she do if she lost her eyes?

"As soon as I woke up, you guys were eager to give me a big gift!"

Hua Lian stood beside Hua Yulou, holding his sleeve tightly, and said in fear: "Brother said that she gave it to me voluntarily, and she asked us to take good care of you. How can I take care of you without an eye?

Saint, I did all this for you."

Yang Susu got up and got off the bed. After landing, she felt that her body seemed to be a little different, but she couldn't tell what was different.

She walked slowly to the front of Hua Zhiyan, her voice as cold as snow in the twelfth lunar month: "Do you want such a blessing, Mr. Hua?

This Saint thinks that Madam Hua's eyes are also very beautiful.

Or, Madam Hua, dig it out yourself and give it to me?"

Hua Zhiyan took two steps back and looked at Yang Susu warily: "Saint, you are joking. I am the mistress of the Hua family. It is naturally inappropriate for me to lose my eyes. Besides, Saint has always been kind and will definitely not do such a thing."

"Oh, this Saint Lady gave Madam Hua such a blessing, but Madam Hua didn't want it."

"Then don't force this blessing on others in the future. If a cultivator has an evil mind like Madam Hua, how can he achieve enlightenment?"

Hua Zhiyan's face turned pale.

"I am naturally kind, but for evildoers with bad intentions, I will fight evil with evil."

She walked slowly to Hua Lian, her white gauze skirt outlining her slender figure, her expression was as cold as ice in the twelfth lunar month, her face was cold and gloomy.

The Tongsheng flower on her forehead seemed to be shining with a faint golden light, which was the unique symbol of the saint.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Hua Lian's hand tightly grasping the corner of Hua Yulou's clothes, with a look of "what can you do to me" on her face.

Yang Susu laughed coldly.

He raised his hand and slapped him hard a dozen times.

There was a loud clapping sound in the Saint's Palace.

It was so fast and hard that her own hands were numb.

There was no other way. She only had the first level of divine power now, so she could only slap him.

Everyone was stunned on the spot in astonishment.

When she came back to her senses, Hua Lian covered her swollen face and screamed: "Ah - Brother Yu Lou, she hit me, she hit me..."

Hua Lian's screams were accompanied by Hai Lingling's cheers: "Fuck, my sister, so awesome!"

Hua Zhiyan came back to his senses from the shock, gathered his inner strength and rushed towards Yang Susu.

Yang Susu was violently pulled behind Hai Tianru, and used her inner strength to take Hua Zhiyan's palm.

Hua Zhiyan took a few steps back, and Hai Tianru groaned in pain, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

This palm strike from Hua Zhiyan would cripple her Su'er.

Haitian, who was always dignified and virtuous, now looked sharp and alert.

Hua Yulou came back to his senses from the shock and looked at Yang Susu in disbelief.

How would a saint do such a slapping thing?

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He hurriedly tried to comfort the two wives of the family heads who were about to take action: "Madam Hua, Madam Hai, please don't do anything. This is in the Saint Maiden Palace."

Hua Yulou looked at Yang Susu again and said, "Junior sister, Lian'er is just..."

"Shut up, you!"

Yang Susu's cold eyes fell heavily on Hua Yulou.

"Hua Yulou, this is my Saint's Palace. Not just any cat or dog can come in and bark."

She turned around and sat on a sandalwood chair beside her, crossed her legs, and looked closely at Hua Yu's expression on the floor.

"The mistress of the Hua family, Hua Zhiyan, and the second daughter of the Hua family, Hua Lian, contradicted me and made a scene in the Saint's Hall. Brother, how do you think I should punish them?"

"You are only at the first level of divine power now, and you can't even defeat me. And you still want to punish me and my mother? Do you think you are so great just because you are a saint?"

Hua Lian looked like a pig, and her words were a little unclear. The gentleness and pity in front of Hua Yulou gradually disintegrated, and her words became sharp and sarcastic.