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

If she is not happy, then no one should be happy.

The surprise for Yang Tian is still to come.

Madam Yang also hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, Tian'er did not mean it. Please show mercy."

Old Madam Yang was trembling as she knelt down to Jun Yichen.

I don't know why, but looking at His Majesty Ming Wang today, I always feel that he is much different from the past.

Yang Susu reached out and pulled Jun Yichen's sleeve: "Prince?"

Jun Yichen looked back, his deep eyes imprinted on her face.

"My Lord, forget it, shall we go back?"

Jun Yichen stared into Yang Susu's eyes, knowing that he didn't want to delve into what had just happened, and after thinking for a while, he nodded.

"Major General Yang, this will not happen again."

Yang Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said softly, "Yes."

Yang Susu happily took Jun Yichen's hand and left Furong Courtyard.

The peach blossoms in the General's Mansion bloomed later than in other places, and there were many buds.

But the tender yellow forsythia flowers on both sides are blooming particularly brilliantly.

In March, his hands still had no warmth.

She rubbed his hands, hoping to warm them up a little.

She had a smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with deep worry.

"Why isn't the prince lying in bed? Are you feeling better? Did you wake up and find that I'm not here, so you came to look for me in such a hurry?"

Jun Yichen paused.

He looked ahead and accompanied her for such a distance, which was enough.

He slowly withdrew his hand.

The warm touch between his palms suddenly disappeared, and his heart suddenly tightened. He covered his lips and coughed heavily.

Yang Susu looked at her empty hands, looked at the man who was coughing so hard that his lungs were splitting, and hurriedly wanted to step forward and pat him on the back.

He turned slightly, dodged her, and took a few steps back.

"Your Majesty?"

Yang Susu froze in place, even feeling a little uneasy.

"Yang Susu!"

He called out in a deep voice.

"Ok?"

She looked at him without blinking, and her feeling of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.

When did he call her by her full name?

It seems like it never happened.

"I was wrong, cough cough cough...I shouldn't have bothered you, and I won't bother you again in the future.

Thank you for curing my illness. I won’t have to worry about my illness anymore.”

Yang Susu stood there in a daze.

After a while, a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She took a few steps forward and tried to hold his hand.

But every time she took a step forward, he took a step back.

"My Lord, are you sick and confused?"

She smiled and stared at him blankly, her eyes slightly red.

"No! Cough cough cough... I have said what I want you to do. Stay away from me from now on. Cough cough cough... I hope you can find a good man who is worthy of entrusting your life to."

His hands were hidden in his wide sleeves, trembling slightly.

"Jun Yichen, you've been on my bed for such a long time, and now you want to distance yourself from me?

Just because you say you don’t want me, you don’t want me anymore?

You've ruined my reputation, and now you want to just walk away?

It seems that no one wants me to marry you now.

What should we do, Your Majesty?

It seems that this princess cannot agree to your request."

Jun Yichen slightly turned his eyes away, holding back the sweetness in his heart, and not looking at the sadness and anger in her eyes.

His voice was no longer as cold as before, and sounded pale and weak: "You are the princess of the state, and you are an unparalleled poison doctor. I will ask the emperor for an imperial decree to let you marry Xiao Yi. Ahem... I can see that he, ahem... he likes you very much."

"Xiao Yi? Your Majesty has good eyesight. Xiao Yi is indeed good to this princess, but this princess does not like Xiao Yi. I am afraid that Your Majesty will be disappointed."

"Then, who do you want to marry..."

Yang Susu looked at his pale face and said slowly, "This princess wants to marry the King Ming."

Jun Yichen's hands hidden in his sleeves were shaking violently, and he felt better only when he clenched his fists tightly.

"It is impossible for me to marry you."

As soon as he said this, Jun Yichen felt his heart suddenly tighten, and the pain made his face turn even paler.

"why?"

She couldn't help but let a tear fall from her eye, as if she hadn't felt this bad in a long time.

She didn't want to cry, but she felt so miserable.

"Jun Yichen, why?"

His face was as pale as paper, and as he looked at the tears she left, he felt his entire heart was broken with pain.

It turns out that pushing the person you love away is so painful that it feels like his soul has been torn away.

Su'er, I cannot put you in danger.

I am afraid that when I get sick, I will kill you with my own hands.

I cannot be so selfish as to ignore your safety and keep you by my side.

I cannot drag you into hell.

He endured the pain in his heart and said in a cold voice: "Yang Susu, I don't like you, so I won't marry you. Don't pester me anymore. Ahem, ahem, stay away from me from now on."

Yang Susu reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Who does the prince like?"

"This is my business, it's not your turn to intervene."

He turned away and stopped looking at her, fearing that he would collapse in front of her.

All these efforts will eventually fail.

He used his Qinggong skills to escape in a panic.

When he arrived at the Ming Palace, he could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood. He began to cough heart-wrenchingly, and even coughed out tears.

Yang Susu returned to Qingyu Garden in a state of despair.

Her head felt dizzy and heavy, and her heart felt like it was clogged with cotton and she wanted to cry all the time.

No, she was already crying, damn tears, she couldn't stop.

Like it doesn't cost money.

I heard that if you raise your head, your tears won't flow.

She raised her head vigorously, but the tears still kept falling.

Damn, that's a lie.

She felt extremely wronged, so she hid in her bed and cried without restraint.

Yang Susu's sobbing sound came from the room, which made Wangyou, Lengfeng and Lengyue who were standing outside very anxious.

Wangyou's narrow eyes were full of anger.

"His Highness Ming Wang is too bullying. I, I want to go find him!"

Wangyou left Qingyu Garden angrily.

As soon as Wangyou left, Eunuch Chen, who was carrying the imperial edict, arrived at the gate of the general's mansion.

Eunuch Chen is now the chief eunuch beside Jun Zeyuan. He used to work under Eunuch Fulin.

I have learned a thing or two about everything, and I am a good hand at it.

Eunuch Chen was smiling like a flower, sitting in the lobby of the general's mansion with the imperial edict in his hand.

Yang Yuan personally received Eunuch Chen.

"General Yang, great joy! You have raised a blessed daughter."

"Quick, take us to Qingyu Garden. The Emperor has granted marriage to the Princess Zhenguo."

Eunuch Chen pointed to the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand.