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

In the room, the warm water in the bathtub was steaming white. Yang Susu not only added various herbs to dispel cold and strengthen the body, but also broke the petals of the Flint Water Chestnut tree into pieces and threw them into the bathtub. Since its fruit can dispel cold, taking a bath with its petals will definitely have a miraculous effect.

After getting ready, Yang Susu came to the bed, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to take the handsome man into the bath.

It was just that Yang Susu overestimated her own strength. She used all her strength but couldn't lift Jun Yichen on the bed. She said helplessly: "Prince, you should lose weight!"

At this moment, the person on the bed held by Yang Susu suddenly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a breathtakingly beautiful profile, and her hands were around his waist and behind his neck, trying hard to hold him up.

"Where do you want to take me?"

Jun Yichen's voice was very gentle, but it was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

But even though she was gentle, Yang Susu was frightened by the sudden voice.

When I looked up, I met those gentle yet inquiring eyes.

She couldn't help but feel flustered!

A smile forced out of the corner of his mouth: "My lord, are you awake?"

Jun Yichen stared at her beautiful eyes with his attractive gaze and said, "Well, you haven't answered me yet, where are you going to carry me?"

"Well, go to the tub and take a medicinal bath."

After all, for a girl, wanting to hug a man to take a bath is more or less difficult to say. After Yang Susu finished speaking, a layer of blush instantly appeared on her face.

Jun Yichen looked at the person so close to him, his eyes dodging, his face flushed with warmth, a rare shyness and tenderness, a strange throbbing passed through his heart, smelling the unique fragrance on her body, he opened his lips and said: "This king will not move."

Yang Susu: "..."

what do you mean?

Just walk over there by yourself when you wake up?

Still don't move?

Do you want her to carry him over?

Yang Susu's current posture, with one hand under Jun Yichen's neck and the other hand around his waist, looked like she was hugging him, but in fact, she was supporting herself with her elbows, still keeping a little distance.

But this position is too difficult, and my hands start to ache after a while.

She slowly moved her hand out from under his neck, and said with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty, you can't stay still. Now that you are awake, you can go over by yourself."

Jun Yichen smiled gently: "Okay."

He shifted his body slightly.

Yang Susu's hand, which was about to stretch out from under his neck, was forcibly held back by the pillow. What was even more depressing was that she was lying on him without paying attention.

"What does Su'er mean?"

Yang Susu's face was already red. She lay on him, one side of her face pressed against his other side. Instantly, the unique medicinal fragrance on his body filled every nerve in her body.

She suspected that Jun Yichen did it on purpose.

But when he called out "Su'er", she paused for a moment, and even forgot to get up.

She whispered: "What did the prince call me for?"

He looked forward with tenderness in his eyes, and his broad hands gently smoothed the strands of her hair: "Can I call you Su'er from now on?"

The room was silent, with only the warm air floating up from the bathtub. The room was filled with a sweet medicinal aroma. She whispered, "Hmm."