Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Walk."

Murong Canghai's subordinate exerted force, and Su Yueming's body floated lightly, and then it fell steadily on a tall white horse.

He gently tilted his feet and flew up himself, sitting behind Su Yueming.

The two black figures seemed to merge into the ink-like night.

"Hold!" Murong Canghai raised the whip in his hand high, the white horse neighed, raised his front hooves, and then rode his horse away to the other side.

A look of imperceptible flashed across Su Yueming's face, and suddenly her blood ginseng box fell out of her cuffs and fell to the ground. After rolling several times, the box opened and the blood ginseng fell out.

"The blood ginseng fell!" Seeing that such an important thing had fallen, she shouted and was about to get off the horse and pick it up. "No, the blood ginseng fellen!"

Murong Canghai turned his horse and ran back. When he passed by the Blood Ginseng, he bent down neatly, reached out to grab the Blood Ginseng, and "picked it."

"..." However, at this time, Su Yueming's body suddenly tilted, and she became unstable, and she fell off the horse. Murong Canghai held her hand with one hand, and her body was hung on the horse.

"..." Zhi heard a muffled groan, Murong Canghai's body trembled suddenly. He turned around and flew up, and the short blade in his hand flew out-

"Um!" Only a muffled groan was heard, and the man on the horse covered his heart. His whole body fell off the horse like mud, and blood flowed out of his hand.

He was stabbed in the chest by Murong Canghai's short blade!

"Your Highness!" Leng Ru ran from the attacking crowd like a gust of wind, and saw a silver arrow flying past Murong Canghai's waist and landing in front of her. The arrow was stained with blood.

!

Your Highness was injured! With this recognition, her murderous aura suddenly rose, and the sharp sword in her hand turned into the most neat murder weapon. The people who strangled her in front of her were stabbed by her sword and fell to the ground.

She hurried to Murong Canghai's side, and when she saw clearly the position on his hand, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so dangerous, but the clothes on her waist were split, the skin there was scratching, and a little blood was leaking out.

That's it.

Seeing that his master was injured when he was caught, the man in black was like a bat, and with a swish, he drove the man away and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Are you okay?" Su Yueming looked at the bleeding place of Murong Canghai, his eyes flashed for a moment, and he asked in a tight voice.

Murong Canghai's eyes were like strength, staring deeply at the girl in front of him, and said, "Small injury, no obstacle."

In the secret room.

The injured masked man leaned weakly on the chair, holding Murong Canghai's dagger assassination in his hand.

He still couldn't believe that Murong Canghai could actually stab him with this short blade at such a long distance.

Su Buqing stood in front of him, lowered his head and said—

"This girl Yueming has not disappointed my expectations. She held him down at the end of the day. It seems that she will follow my mercy in the future." Hahaha, after all, she is a concubine, and no matter how smart she is, she can't get rid of the humbleness in her bones.

The house had dozens of maids and tens of thousands of gold, so she was obedient.

"At the critical moment, she still kept a hand." The man said coldly, the jealousy in his eyes was very obvious, "She was still thinking about him. If she was a little more cruel, wouldn't Murong Canghai be hurting a little bit of skin?

.This time, a good opportunity wasted." "Let's go."

Murong Canghai's subordinate exerted force, and Su Yueming's body floated lightly, and then it fell steadily on a tall white horse.

He gently tilted his feet and flew up himself, sitting behind Su Yueming.

The two black figures seemed to merge into the ink-like night.

"Hold!" Murong Canghai raised the whip in his hand high, the white horse neighed, raised his front hooves, and then rode his horse away to the other side.

A look of imperceptible flashed across Su Yueming's face, and suddenly her blood ginseng box fell out of her cuffs and fell to the ground. After rolling several times, the box opened and the blood ginseng fell out.

"The blood ginseng fell!" Seeing that such an important thing had fallen, she shouted and was about to get off the horse and pick it up. "No, the blood ginseng fellen!"

Murong Canghai turned his horse and ran back. When he passed by the Blood Ginseng, he bent down neatly, reached out to grab the Blood Ginseng, and "picked it."

"..." However, at this time, Su Yueming's body suddenly tilted, and she became unstable, and she fell off the horse. Murong Canghai held her hand with one hand, and her body was hung on the horse.

"..." Zhi heard a muffled groan, Murong Canghai's body trembled suddenly. He turned around and flew up, and the short blade in his hand flew out-

"Um!" Only a muffled groan was heard, and the man on the horse covered his heart. His whole body fell off the horse like mud, and blood flowed out of his hand.

He was stabbed in the chest by Murong Canghai's short blade!

"Your Highness!" Leng Ru ran from the attacking crowd like a gust of wind, and saw a silver arrow flying past Murong Canghai's waist and landing in front of her. The arrow was stained with blood.

!

Your Highness was injured! With this recognition, her murderous aura suddenly rose, and the sharp sword in her hand turned into the most neat murder weapon. The people who strangled her in front of her were stabbed by her sword and fell to the ground.

She hurried to Murong Canghai's side, and when she saw clearly the position on his hand, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so dangerous, but the clothes on her waist were split, the skin there was scratching, and a little blood was leaking out.

That's it.

Seeing that his master was injured when he was caught, the man in black was like a bat, and with a swish, he drove the man away and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Are you okay?" Su Yueming looked at the bleeding place of Murong Canghai, his eyes flashed for a moment, and he asked in a tight voice.

Murong Canghai's eyes were like strength, staring deeply at the girl in front of him, and said, "Small injury, no obstacle."

In the secret room.

The injured masked man leaned weakly on the chair, holding Murong Canghai's dagger assassination in his hand.

He still couldn't believe that Murong Canghai could actually stab him with this short blade at such a long distance.

Su Buqing stood in front of him, lowered his head and said—

"This girl Yueming has not disappointed my expectations. She held him down at the end of the day. It seems that she will follow my mercy in the future." Hahaha, after all, she is a concubine, and no matter how smart she is, she can't get rid of the humbleness in her bones.

The house had dozens of maids and tens of thousands of gold, so she was obedient.

"At the critical moment, she still kept a hand." The man said coldly, the jealousy in his eyes was very obvious, "She was still thinking about him. If she was a little more cruel, wouldn't Murong Canghai be hurting a little bit of skin?

.This time, a good opportunity wasted.”