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

After the song ended, Xiao Di said solemnly: "This is the bamboo flute Tianxia that you taught me to play. Does it sound good?"

He looked at Xiao Yi, who looked like a living dead, lying on the bed, and sneered softly: "Brother, this is so good. If you don't want to leave this world, then just sleep like this. You lie down, and when I'm free, I'll come over and play the bamboo flute for you."

The melodious sound of the flute carried a deep anger and a little bit of longing, spreading out of the yard and dissipating in the wind...

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The eaves of the Ming Palace were always filled with a faint smell of blood. The bodies dragged away from here every day and thrown on the mass grave could form a small hill.

But the people in the Ming Palace seemed to be used to it. Everyone was doing their own work. Only when the Sixth Prince Jun Zeyuan shouted "Collect the bodies", would the housekeeper Li come out with people to drag away the bodies one by one and wash the bloodstained ground.

Jun Zeyuan rubbed his sore wrist and sighed: "The old witch, the Queen Mother, is really endless."

Suddenly, two graceful figures floated over the eaves and swaggered towards Jun Yichen's yard.

He twitched his lips: "This Third Miss Yang really thinks that the Prince Ming's Mansion is an uninhabited place, and she comes and goes so easily."

He sniffed the stench on his body, looked at the bloodstains on his clothes, and turned back to his own courtyard.

"crunch"

The door opened.

Jun Yichen was holding a black chess piece in his hand. When he heard the door open, his handsome face paused, and then a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head slightly, and his eyes as bright as stars fell on her with warmth.

She was still wearing his huge black cloak, with a few strands of hair sticking to her beautiful face, and the twin flowers on her forehead were lifelike, as beautiful as an unreal painting, and her beautiful eyes were less cold and piercing than before.

She is very good like this.

Yang Susu closed the door and felt a little embarrassed when Jun Yichen looked at her, so she said, "Your Highness, I want to wash this cloak before returning it to you."

Jun Yichen shook his head: "No need, you wear it."

"Your Majesty Ming Wang has mysophobia?"

Indeed, looking at him like this, he is a germaphobe.

Jun Yichen withdrew his gaze calmly and placed the black chess piece on the chessboard: "What is mysophobia?"

Yang Susu pursed her lips. The heating in the room was very comfortable. She took off her black coat and hung it on the hanger. She walked towards him and sat down opposite him.

She looked deeply at the brocade clothes on him and said, "Your Highness Ming Wang would look better in moon-white clothes. This dark blue is too dark."

Jun Yichen smiled faintly: "Do you like me to wear Moon White?"

She nodded and said, "Your Highness Ming Wang is so charming, he looks good in anything he wears, but I think Yuebai is the most suitable for you."

"Okay, I'll take note of this."

Yang Susu turned her eyes away from his handsome face. She felt that his eyes could draw people away and make them indulge if they looked at them for too long. She looked at the black and white chessboard on the table and said, "Your Highness Ming Wang looks much better today. He is in high spirits to play chess."

Jun Yichen smiled and said, "If I don't treat you well, wouldn't I be letting down Miss Yang San's kindness towards me, drinking the sacred flower Tianshan Snow Lotus from southern Xinjiang every day?"

He looked at her face carefully, not missing a single expression on her face: "This king is very proud."