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

Wangyou thought, usually, she always used rabbits, chickens, and ducks as practice to sew up wounds, but she had never really sewed up a person!

The arm of the Sixth Prince was so fragrant in Wangyou's eyes.

So much so that she even forgot that she was still angry with someone just now!

"Miss, please leave the Sixth Prince's wound to me."

Yang Susu has always known that Wangyou is a genius in the field of surgery. It is no problem for her to sew up such a wound.

Look, Yang Susu saw the brilliance in her eyes.

Yang Susu also knew that Wangyou had to grow up quickly. Mingwa's surgery was imminent, and she had to arrange a schedule, and she needed a capable assistant.

"In that case, you will be the one to sew up the Sixth Prince."

Yang Susu handed the white bottle to Wangyou: "The wound is poisoned, this is the antidote, be careful, clean the wound first and then sew it up. When sewin... don't be distracted, remember..."

After all, this is Wangyou's first time, and he is a prince of noble status.

Yang Susu inevitably needs reminders.

Lest you get too excited and lose your sense of proportion.

Wangyou happily took the white bottle and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I will do it properly and give the Sixth Prince a flawless arm!"

At this moment, Jun Zeyuan looked at Wangyou's expression and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

However, Qingzhou at the back had a slightly gloomy expression.

Why do I always feel that Wangyou's eyes are so hot when looking at the Sixth Prince?

Besides, even the Sixth Prince was injured!

Ordinary people simply cannot hurt the Sixth Prince. In recent times, the people sent by the Queen Mother have become more troublesome and difficult to deal with.

Even the Empress Dowager and Queen Mother in the palace have taken action several times. If this continues, it will be extremely disadvantageous to the Ming Palace.

Fortunately, the prince is awake now!

"Qingzhou, take Wangyou to the front hall first. I'm going to change my clothes."

Jun Zeyuan put down his sleeves, put on his cloak with one hand, and turned to leave.

Wangyou glared at Qingzhou fiercely: "Who wants him to take me?"

Then, she bowed to Yang Susu and said, "Miss, I will go over first."

Yang Susu nodded: "Go ahead, I should go in and give the prince acupuncture."

Wangyou raised his eyes and looked at his young lady worriedly.

I'm really worried. Although the prince is not a bad person, after all, a man and a woman are alone in a room!

But the young lady has her own sense of propriety, and as a servant, it is not good to say too much, so she hesitated to speak.

She glanced at Yang Susu with an aunt's caring eyes, and then walked forward.

Yang Susu: "..."

What does this girl's look mean?

Qingzhou also nodded towards Yang Susu and said, "My Lord, I'll trouble you."

Then he quickly followed.

"crunch!"

The door was pushed in and then quickly closed.

There was a white mist in the house, which was warm and comfortable.

Yang Susu knew that this was because of the addition of ions into the medicinal bath. The ions could, to a large extent, maintain the water temperature for one or two hours.

But the fog was too thick and visibility was not very good.

She took off her black cloak, put it on the shelf, and asked, "My Lord, it's almost time. I will give you acupuncture."

Just as Yang Susu put down her cloak, suddenly, a huge internal force sucked her in!

"what……"

Yang Susu couldn't help but let out a scream.

Soon, she fell into a familiar embrace, and a man's gentle and hoarse voice came from above her head: "It's the king!"