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

"If they die, I won't help you!"

Yang Susu spoke coldly.

“You know how important they are to me.”

"You hurt them like this, your mother is very unhappy!"

"Hahaha, Mother's angry!" Guiya withdrew his hand and clapped his hands.

"Okay, okay, baby promises, I won't play with these two toys next time!"

"Don't worry, Mommy, I know my limits with these two toys, I won't kill myself!"

Guiya seemed satisfied with Yang Susu's reaction. He stretched and yawned, saying, "Oh dear, after killing that fat pig daddy, I still have to go and take stock of his treasure trove."

"That fat pig has hidden a lot of good stuff, baby's going to count the money!"

"Mommy, you can play by yourself. Baby will come over for dinner tonight!"

After saying that, Guiya transformed into a streak of dark blue light and vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only a string of sharp and piercing laughter echoing in the air.

Yang Susu stood still until she was sure that the suffocating pressure had completely disappeared before she suddenly turned around and waved her sleeve.

"boom!"

The large door to the Su Palace, made of a huge leg bone, slammed shut.

Golden divine runes flew out from her palm, instantly sealing off the entire hall and blocking all outside prying eyes.

After doing all this, she flashed and instantly appeared in front of the two lumps of flesh.

"Yang Rui, Xiao Huang!"

Inside the Su Palace, divine light shone brightly.

Despite her own divine power not being fully restored, Yang Susu formed hand seals, and pure healing divine power flowed continuously into the two "flesh balls" on the ground.

Gui Ya is very cruel.

Yang Rui's Qilin bone was almost completely broken, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

Little Huang wasn't much better off; the entire ginseng root was stuck to it.

But Yang Susu knew that the bloodstains on Xiao Huang's body were not his own.

After all, it only has juice!

So, the blood on Xiao Huang's body is Yang Rui's.

"Hold on!"

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yang Susu's forehead.

She took out many rare and precious herbs from the Three Lives Stone—Nine Netherworld Resurrection Grass, Other Shore Flower Dew, Styx Bone Powder…

These rare treasures, seldom seen in the outside world, were now being refined into medicinal liquid by her as if they were free, and dripped into the mouths of Yang Rui and Xiao Huang.

Time passed second by second.

Nourished by both divine power and spiritual medicine, the two lumps of flesh finally stopped trembling.

The broken bones made a "crackling" sound as they healed, new granulation tissue wriggled at the wound, and charred dead skin peeled off to reveal tender new flesh.

"Cough cough..."

A very faint cough was heard.

Yang Rui's eyes, which were swollen to the point of being barely open, struggled to open slightly.

Through his blurred vision, he saw a familiar face.

She's my junior sister's mother!

"Su...God!"

Yang Rui's voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.

Are we...dead?

"Forget it, even if I die, I'll still be in the ghost realm, and I'll still have to die!"

"Waaah... He must be dead..." Little Huang next to me slowly woke up, and as soon as he woke up, he felt so much pain all over his body that he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

It sniffed and cried so hard that snot bubbles came out of its nose.

"That pervert...that damned brat...waaaaah..."

While crying, Xiao Huang cursed Gui Ya's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

"You pervert, you brat! I hope you choke on your water, trip over your feet, and run out of toilet paper. You've tormented your Grandpa Huang like this. When I'm reincarnated as a mythical beast in my next life, I'll sit on you and kill you!"

Although Guiya is a hybrid of gods and demons with a somewhat complicated ancestry, this does not hinder Xiaohuang's rich vocabulary output.

As Yang Susu listened to Xiao Huang cursing Gui Ya, her originally heavy mood inexplicably eased a bit.

The fact that it can still swear means it's not dead.

“He’s not dead.” Yang Susu reached out and gently flicked Xiao Huang’s forehead twice. “This is still the Ghost Realm.”

"Just like Yang Rui said, even if you die, you'll still be in the ghost realm."

A distinct pain was felt.

"Wow--!!!"

Little Huang's cries echoed throughout the Su Palace as he scrambled towards Yang Susu.

"Master, I've missed you so much!"

Yang Susu let Xiao Huang wipe her tears on her priceless blood-stained dress, gently patting its back with tender eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"He won't touch you for now."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huang's crying stopped abruptly.

"Really...really?" Xiao Huang asked, sobbing. "That pervert...had a change of heart?"

“He has no heart,” Yang Susu said coldly, “but he needs me now.”

"As long as I am here, he will not kill you."

She looked at Yang Rui, her expression turning serious.

"However, you must remember one thing."

"From now on, in this palace, before Guiya, you must conceal all your aura and pretend to be absolutely obedient, even foolish."

“He likes to see people looking fearful and begging for mercy. The more afraid and humble you appear, the more boring and safer he finds it.”

"Never think about resisting, and never show any sign of wanting to run away in front of him."

"That madman can hear a heartbeat and smell fear."

Yang Rui and Xiao Huang trembled as they listened, nodding repeatedly like chickens pecking at rice.

"We understand! We understand!" Yang Rui wiped the blood and tears from his face.

"Playing the fool, feigning death—I'm good at that!"

Little Yellow raised its paw and swore, "From now on, I'll be a worthless dog without any dignity! If he says east, I'll never go west; if he makes me eat shit... ugh... I won't eat it..."

Yang Susu: "..."

There's no need to be so extreme.

"And another thing," Yang Susu said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for the right opportunity."

"Although Guiya now controls the Ghost Domain, his foundation is unstable, and... he has a fatal weakness."

"What weakness?" Yang Rui's eyes lit up.

“He’s a child.” Yang Susu’s gaze was deep: “A child who is extremely deprived of love, has a distorted personality, yet craves attention.”

"If we make good use of this, we can not only survive, but perhaps even..."

Before he could finish speaking, the barrier outside the hall suddenly rippled slightly.

Yang Susu's expression changed, and she quickly made a shushing gesture with her finger to her lips.

Shh—he's coming.

It was Guiya's doing; he was monitoring them!

……

The sky grew completely dark.

The ghost realm has no sun or moon, only a blood mist that forever hangs overhead, growing thicker and thicker over time, like congealed blood.

Inside the Su Palace, the lights were on.

But these lights were not ordinary candlelight; they were luminous pearls suspended in the air, emitting a cold, eerie light that made the entire hall feel like an ice cellar.

A strange fragrance wafted from the kitchen in the side hall, completely out of place in this gloomy environment.

Yang Susu was wearing a black apron that she had gotten from somewhere, and she was holding a bone spatula in her hand, busy working in front of the stove.

If you're going to act, you have to go all the way.