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

Mo Hua swung the long sword in his hand, and the feather arrows were cut down. Yang Rongxin took the oil umbrella from Lian Xin's hand. Lian Xin jumped up and took advantage of Mo Hua's unpreparedness to hit him on the chest. Mo Hua spat out a mouthful of blood, and the sharp sword in his hand cut through the snowy sky and flew towards Yang Rongxin.

Lian Xin was shocked and flew to grab the sword, but he was one step too late. The sharp sword slashed across Yang Rongxin's cheek, cutting off a strand of her hair, and fell to the ground with a "clang"!

Mo Hua sneered: "What a pity!"

Seeing the arrows flying like rain, she turned around and hugged Yang Susu, blocking the arrows for her. Mo Hua's blood dyed Yang Susu's hands red. She hugged her, like two drifting leaves, slowly falling with the snowflakes.

Mo Hua's voice was light and she said, "Little Miss, my aunt said that if you eat your mother's heart and your soul returns, there is still a glimmer of hope. Little Miss, take care!"

Yang Susu was lying on the snow. The ink painting pressing on her was already dead. A large area of ​​the snow turned red. It was unclear whether it was her blood or her blood!

The snowflakes were so chaotic that they blinded her eyes...

"Sister, your face..." Yang Rongyan looked at Yang Rongxin's face worriedly. The Fourth Prince liked this face very much. If it was ruined, could she replace her sister...

Yang Rongxin touched her aching cheek in a daze. When she touched the wound, she hissed and looked at the blood on her hand. She gritted her teeth and looked at Lian Xin solemnly!

Lian Xin knelt hurriedly: "Miss, I deserve to die! I failed to protect you well!"

Yang Rongxin didn't look at Lian Xin who was kneeling on the ground. She held up an umbrella and limped towards Yang Susu. The wound on her calf that was bitten yesterday was aching slightly. She stood there, looking down at Yang Susu lying on the snow, and kicked the ink painting on Yang Susu's body with her foot: "Today I set up a trap to catch the turtle in the stew. You knew there was a trap, but you came alone to rescue her. You didn't save Aunt Liu, but saved Yang Susu. Ha!"

Yang Rongxin sighed lightly: "Madam Liu is really smart, she actually knew that Yang Susu is not dead!"

Yang Rongyan frowned: "Sister, we planned so carefully, how could Aunt Liu know that Yang Susu is not dead?"

Yang Rongyan took the umbrella from Qingyu's hand. Qingyu stepped forward and pulled off the black cloth covering Mo Hua's face, immediately revealing a lifeless face with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Rongxin's eyes sank slightly: "Madam Liu had two personal maids, Mo Hua and Mo Shu. Mo Hua is dead, where is Mo Shu?"

Yang Rongyan shook her head and sighed: "Madam Liu knew that Yang Susu was not dead, but she could not find Yang Susu's whereabouts, so she used herself as bait to lure my sister to take Yang Susu out, and then sent Mo Hua to rescue her. Mo Hua knew that the situation today was difficult to break, but he still went to die to save his master. It must be like this!"

Yang Rongxin lowered his eyes and said solemnly, "Oh, they are just a bunch of defeated generals. No matter what that bitch Mo Shu does, she can't turn the tide. I will definitely crush these ants to death under my feet!"

Yang Rongxin turned to Lian Xin and said, "Throw the body of this slave into the abyss. I will make sure that not a single bone of her remains remains!"

Lian Xin kowtowed hurriedly: "Thank you Miss for not killing me. Lian Xin will definitely do it!"

"Let's go. After I have treated my wound, I will have some fun with my third sister. Mo Hua is dead, and the wound on her face will definitely be blamed on my third sister! After all, my sister is very, very angry right now!"