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

Jun Yichen couldn't help but laugh. She must have been so sleepy that she didn't even know where she was.

He raised his hand slightly, took out his pure white silk handkerchief, wiped away the saliva that had just flowed out of her while she was sleeping soundly, and whispered softly: "Everyone outside can't wait any longer, Su'er, please come back to your senses quickly, okay?"

His voice was like the warm sunshine after the rain, but Yang Susu couldn't help but stiffen. She suddenly remembered that she was summoned to the palace to treat Emperor Wen Zhao, and then the person in her mind helped her awaken the blood of the Fan clan. Then, she saw that Emperor Wen Zhao's aura of the emperor was being absorbed by the ghost baby, the national destiny was dissipating, and Emperor Wen Zhao was under a soul curse!

Suddenly, she jumped out of Jun Yichen's arms like a rabbit.

After she cast a spell on Emperor Wen Zhao, her body seemed to be hollowed out.

Seeing a small spot of wetness on Jun Yichen's white brocade clothes, her face turned red and there was a hint of embarrassment!

Oh my god, not only did she fall asleep in my arms, but she also drooled and soiled my clothes.

She remembered that although Ming Wang seemed extremely gentle, he was always clean and didn't like being touched by others.

She was sure that he was mysophobic!

Yang Susu looked at the pair of eyes that were as gentle as the sun and had a smile in the corners of their eyes. She couldn't help but poke her hands and said softly: "Well, Prince, I'm sorry, I made your clothes dirty."

Jun Yichen smiled warmly: "No problem."

Yang Susu also forced out an awkward smile: "If Your Majesty doesn't mind, I can help you wash it clean then."

Jun Yichen: "I don't mind."

Yang Susu asked: "My Lord, how long have I slept?"

Jun Yichen: "Not long, just over an hour."

Yang Susu: "..."

I have slept for more than an hour in front of the Emperor's dragon bed, in His Majesty Ming Wang's arms. Isn't that too late?

It's embarrassing to think about it.

"Um, Your Majesty, where are the Queen Mother and the others?"

Jun Yichen smiled and said, "Didn't Su'er ask them to wait outside?"

Yang Susu's expression froze for a moment, and she said incredulously: "No, it's impossible, right?"

Those people outside are not easy to deal with. It has been more than an hour. How could they just wait outside and not cause any trouble?

But judging from Jun Yichen's expression, it's impossible for him to lie to her!

Jun Yichen was amused by Yang Susu's expression: "How is my guarding this gate?"

Yang Susu immediately understood that it was him.

She couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Great!"

If the Queen Mother and the others were still waiting outside, she would have to go out quickly. However, she didn't know how Emperor Wen Zhao had fared after casting the spell. It had been more than an hour, why hadn't he woken up yet?

Could something have gone wrong?

Yang Susu wanted to go forward and check Emperor Wen Zhao's pulse.

All I heard was Jun Yichen's faint cough.

Yang Susu hurriedly took Jun Yichen's hand, placed her fingers on his pulse, and frowned slightly: "Is your Highness still feeling unwell?"

Jun Yichen coughed again and frowned, "My legs are numb and my hands are sore. Su'er, please help me."

Yang Susu laughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry."

She bent down slightly and placed her hands on his waist: "My Lord, can you help me get up by holding my shoulders?"

Jun Yichen looked at the tender white hand on his waist, felt the soft fragrance of her hair, and smiled: "Yes."

After Yang Susu helped Jun Yichen up with great effort, she thought to herself that he must be exhausted from all the hard work he put in for her.