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

Yang Susu knew that Jun Yichen must be feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.

She reached out and took his slightly cold hand, warming it in her palm: "My Lord, perhaps the Third Prince is also living comfortably in Xishang?"

Jun Yichen felt the warmth coming from her palm and smiled bitterly: "Silly boy, how can you live well when you are a proton away from others?"

Yang Susu lowered her voice in confusion, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Since the Third Prince is not doing well in Xishang and the prince can't save him, why can't Wuyinglou save him either?"

Wuyinglou is known as the most mysterious killer organization in the world. Isn’t that very powerful?

After Yang Susu finished speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at Jun Yichen with a puzzled look.

Jun Yichen looked at those beautiful eyes and couldn't help but lean over and whisper in her ear: "Wuyinglou has tried to save my third brother before, but he was surrounded by Xishang masters, so it was difficult to do it."

Yang Susu nodded in realization. She had thought too simply. The hostage was an important place for the two countries to check and balance each other, and it was also the place where the war started. Therefore, Xi Shang could not let Jun Yangxi get into trouble.

Jun Yichen then raised his hand to brush off the snowflakes on Yang Susu's shoulders, and said lightly: "But the Eastern Zhou Dynasty today is no longer the Eastern Zhou Dynasty of the past. Emperor Xishang is old and has been in poor health in recent years. He is often sick and bedridden. The Xishang royal family is in a period of power struggle and disunity."

He whispered in her ear: "Besides, you have eliminated my coldness. Xi Shang is no longer a threat to me."

Yang Susu looked up at him: "Your Majesty wants to start a war?"

His eyes were tinged with a hint of coldness, and he pursed his lips and said lightly, "It's possible!"

He held her hand, they walked forward with their fingers intertwined.

The two of them were talking to each other intimately, and all of it fell into the eyes of Wangyou who was not far away.

Wangyou pursed his lips, twisted a silk handkerchief in his hands, and stared at his young lady with his narrow eyes.

She is worried!

This is the imperial palace, but the young lady is so close to the prince, whispering to each other, so intimate, they even hold hands, what if someone sees it?

The young lady's reputation is about to be ruined!

Wangyou's eyes were fixed on the two people in front of him, with a look of sorrow on his face.

But the pair of eyes beside her never left her face.

Qingzhou looked down at Wangyou's profile, her thin curved eyebrows, narrow eyes, high nose bridge, rosy thin lips, and fair skin.

Qingzhou thought this girl was pretty.

He just loves to worry about things and has a bad temper. He's quite bad.

But he somehow liked it.

He cleared his throat: "Wangyou, walk slower, the snow is falling on your clothes."

Wangyou rolled her eyes. Her daughter was about to be taken away by the prince, and this idiot was still asking her to walk slower!

Qingzhou looked at Wangyou who was walking faster and faster and couldn't help but frown. If he walked so fast, he might catch up with Miss Yang San and the prince!

We can't let Wangyou disturb them!

After Miss Yang San appeared, the prince's illness was much better, and the prince's heart-wrenching cough was no longer heard.

Qingzhou looked down at the white palace road, which was spotless except for the white snow.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly, this cleaning is really clean.

Suddenly, he saw a small stone not far ahead. His eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face.

After a while, Wangyou slipped and fell to the ground with a cry of "Ah..."