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

He was tall and had grown from a teenager into a stern man, with the childish look on his face gone.

He stood outside the fairy palace, still in a black robe, with a straight and cold posture, a strand of hair stuck to the side of his face, his cold eyes staring at the woman in red in the fairy palace, with a murderous aura faintly emanating from his body.

Yang Susu floated to Jun Yichen's side, sighed, and waved her hand in front of his eyes, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

After all, it is really a very painful thing for the person you love to marry another man.

"Jun Yichen, do you like her so much?"

"Jun Yichen, I'm angry. It's fine if I, Yang Susu, don't exist in your fantasy, but there's no need to be so affectionate towards other women, right?"

"Okay, I surrender. I admit defeat. Don't be sad. When you get out of this illusion, you still have me."

"Jun Yichen, she has taught you how to laugh so many times, but you still haven't learned it. Why are you so stupid?"

In the immortal palace, the woman and the immortal king worshipped heaven and earth.

"Okay, stop looking."

He seemed to have heard what Yang Susu said, and suddenly turned around and walked out alone.

Yang Susu felt inexplicably distressed.

The scene before my eyes became vague again.

When she saw him clearly again, it was Jun Yichen, dressed in black and stained with blood, standing alone in a pool of blood, holding a head of an unknown person in his hand.

"Tick tock, tick tock—"

Blood kept dripping onto the ground, and it was hard to tell whether it was the blood from the head or his own.

His eyes turned blood red, revealing an endless coldness, and his whole body was shrouded in a murderous aura, which was intimidating.

On the side, there were countless people holding various weapons pointing at him.

They looked horrified, looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground and the ground flowing like a river of blood, each of them was angry and terrified.

At the front, there is an immortal in flowing Taoist robes, with kind eyes and a face full of wrinkles.

He shook his head and sighed, and with just a light tap, countless golden dots flew towards Jun Yichen.

He knelt on the ground, exhausted, unable to block the blow.

Yang Susu, who was floating in the air, suddenly felt her heart tighten.

She frantically floated towards him, trying to block him, but the golden dots penetrated her empty body and all fell on Jun Yichen behind her.

"what--"

He let out a roar of pain.

Yang Susu turned around suddenly.

The golden dots left numerous wounds on Jun Yichen's body. He knelt on one knee, surrounded by black air, and blood dripped from all parts of his body.

"Kill him, kill him..."

When the Immortal in White was about to make another move, a red figure ran towards him and blocked his way.

Yang Susu couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

But she knew she must be the girl in the peach blossom forest.

"Master, I picked him up. Whether he lives or dies, it is up to me to decide. Master, I will give an explanation to all living beings."

The woman turned around and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Yang Susu knew that she was smiling at him.

"Don't be afraid, little wood. I'm here. Be good and remember to smile."

The woman hugged him tightly.

Then there was a loud bang...

The violent noise made Yang Susu's chest stagnate.

It was obviously not her who died, so why did my chest feel so uncomfortable?

When she opened her eyes again, the girl and the boy were back in the peach forest. The girl was still resting her head on the boy's knees, tapping his head with a peach branch.

Yang Susu closed her eyes.

These days, Jun Yichen has been unable to get out of the illusion. It turns out that these scenes have been repeating over and over again in the illusion.

This made my old mother outside very worried.

She opened her eyes again, bit her finger without hesitation, and silently chanted a spell to dispel the illusion created by witchcraft.

The black-robed man was right, her blood was indeed effective, and the illusion was broken.

Disintegrating inch by inch.

When the peach blossom forest collapsed, the young man seemed to be aware of her presence and looked in her direction.

When Yang Susu opened her eyes, it was already dusk outside. The dim warm light shone through the sandalwood windowsill onto the table and couch, and the peach blossoms in the vase changed color.

"Miss, you are awake."

Wangyou took off the worries on his face and showed joy.

The Invincible and Fearless has hidden himself in the darkness.

Yang Susu rubbed her temples and nodded.

"Miss, did you pull the prince out of that illusion?"

Wangyou asked cautiously,

The prince is now an important person to the young lady, and Wangyou has already experienced this.

After all, the prince had been in a coma for some time, and in order to take better care of the prince, the young lady took him to her bedroom to take care of him, regardless of her reputation.

If this were known to outsiders, it would ruin the young lady's reputation for life.

Wangyou thought that the young lady would definitely be tied to the prince for the rest of her life and was destined to become the Princess of Ming.

Under Wangyou's worried gaze, Yang Susu sat up expressionlessly, stepped over Jun Yichen's body, and got off the couch steadily.

She took a sip of warm water to calm herself.

After all, what happened in the illusion made her unable to calm down.

After a long pause, she placed her fingertips on Jun Yichen's pulse under Wangyou's worried gaze.

"The witchcraft has been broken, the illusion city has been solved, he should be waking up soon."

Wangyou said happily: "That's great. I'll tell Lengyue to prepare some chicken soup for the prince when he wakes up."

"Tell the people in Prince Ming's Palace to prepare the chicken soup."

Yang Susu took her hand back from Jun Yichen's wrist and said to Wangyou who was smiling: "Tell the people in Prince Ming's Palace to come and carry His Highness Prince Ming back."

The smile on Wangyou's face froze instantly: "Ah? Miss? Send, send His Majesty Ming Wang back?"

This, normally the prince is the apple of the young lady's eye.

Yang Susu pointed at Jun Yichen on the bed and said again: "This princess said, find someone to carry him away."

Wangyou looked at her young lady blankly, then nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll ask Qingzhou to come over and carry the person away."

Wangyou hurried out of the room, muttering to himself, could it be that in the witchcraft illusion, the prince had offended the young lady without knowing what was good for him?

After Wangyou left the room, Yang Susu sat down in front of the dressing table.

A pair of cold and complex eyes looked at Jun Yichen lying on the bed, and suddenly in his mind, there rang the scene in the illusion where the young Jun Yichen hugged the girl in white with affection, and he stood beside the pile of corpses covered in blood, with bloodshot eyes and murderous aura, and finally the girl hugged him and destroyed themselves.

Her head was dizzy, and she felt an indescribable depression and pain in her heart, she didn't know where it came from.