Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Miss Three, Aunt Mo Yu from the East Palace is here." Su Yueming was lying in front of the desk and was drawing something when Lu Rong led Mo Yu with a solemn face and walked in.

Su Yueming's hands trembled, a drop of ink lowered, and an unknown premonition flashed through her heart, and she said tightly—

"What happened?"

Mo Yu lowered his voice and said, "Miss Third, the prince is not good."

What……

Su Yueming was shocked, her eyelids hopped a few times, and she immediately put down her pen and ink and said:

"I'll go to the palace with you right away."

The night was as dark as ink, and the thick one was about to collapse. After a meteor fell in the sky, the world became dark.

Su Yueming and Mo Yu were sitting in the carriage. Her face was quiet and expressionless. Mo Yu was talking about the situation in the East Palace at this moment—

"The prince felt uncomfortable this morning, but there was no big problem, so he didn't notify the third lady. But when he was just sleeping, he suddenly vomited blood. The situation seemed to be very bad. He called a reliable imperial physician, but the prince didn't believe it.

, I only believe in Miss Three, I left the palace to invite Miss Three."

"Give up blood?" Su Yueming frowned. Now it was probably the difference between poisoning and vertigo.

Could it be that taking the medicine developed by Lengru has no effect?

"Is he sober?"

"It's just that weak, people are sober, they always call the third lady's name."

"How many people know about this?" Su Yueming asked again.

She only grasped the tip of the iceberg for the person who was hiding in the dark. Now she must not let that person know that the prince has had a problem, otherwise the thief will take this opportunity to bring him down!

Mo Yu said, "Not many, only trustworthy slaves, and the Imperial Doctor Li, and Eunuch Liang said he would go to invite the Sixth Prince, but His Highness stopped him. He said he would only have the Third Miss to come."

It seems that what she said to the prince should pay attention to Xuanyuan Qiche, which is very good.

He galloped all the way to the palace gate and hurriedly got off the carriage. Mo Yu took the waist sign and led Su Yueming to the East Palace, but it did not arouse other people's suspicion along the way.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the East Palace was solemn, making people feel breathless.

"Miss Three is here!" Eunuch Liang, who was guarding at the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Yueming.

"How is the prince now?" Su Yueming asked while walking towards the prince's bed.

"It's not good. I vomited blood again. I'm not sure now." Eunuch Liang said nervously with a trembling voice.

Seeing her coming, the imperial doctors and servants gathered in front of the couch automatically gave up a seat. She glanced at the prince lying on the bed, and suddenly stopped suddenly, her heartbeat and beat it.

I saw Emperor Xuanyuan Qi's eyes closed and his brows were frowning. The face that made the spring flowers and autumn moons fade, made the mountains and deep seas look faceless, and the world's unparalleled face was pale as paper, without any anger, his face was covered with sweat, under his body

The pillows are wet.

The bed sheets under him and the white collars on his body were covered in bright red blood.

Like a blooming mandala flower, it blooms all over his body.

It looks shocking.

"Your Highness, I'm here." Her heart sank, walked forward, sat beside him, bent down and shouted, she clearly felt her voice trembling.

"Yueming, Yueming..." The prince still frowned and murmured to her name.

"Your Highness, I'm here." Su Yueming held the prince's blood-stained hand tightly, and yelled softly beside his ears, shouting, "Your Highness, Yueming is here, I will protect you

Yes, no one can hurt you." "Miss Three, Aunt Mo Yu from the East Palace is here." Su Yueming was lying in front of the desk and was drawing something when Lu Rong led Mo Yu with a solemn face and walked in.

Su Yueming's hands trembled, a drop of ink lowered, and an unknown premonition flashed through her heart, and she said tightly—

"What happened?"

Mo Yu lowered his voice and said, "Miss Third, the prince is not good."

What……

Su Yueming was shocked, her eyelids hopped a few times, and she immediately put down her pen and ink and said:

"I'll go to the palace with you right away."

The night was as dark as ink, and the thick one was about to collapse. After a meteor fell in the sky, the world became dark.

Su Yueming and Mo Yu were sitting in the carriage. Her face was quiet and expressionless. Mo Yu was talking about the situation in the East Palace at this moment—

"The prince felt uncomfortable this morning, but there was no big problem, so he didn't notify the third lady. But when he was just sleeping, he suddenly vomited blood. The situation seemed to be very bad. He called a reliable imperial physician, but the prince didn't believe it.

, I only believe in Miss Three, I came out of the palace to invite Miss Three."

"Give up blood?" Su Yueming frowned. Now it was probably the difference between poisoning and vertigo.

Could it be that taking the medicine developed by Lengru has no effect?

"Is he sober?"

"It's just that weak, people are sober, they always call the third lady's name."

"How many people know about this?" Su Yueming asked again.

She only grasped the tip of the iceberg for the person who was hiding in the dark. Now she must not let that person know that the prince has had a problem, otherwise the thief will definitely take this opportunity to bring him down!

Mo Yu said, "Not many, only trustworthy slaves, and the Imperial Doctor Li, and Eunuch Liang said he would go to invite the Sixth Prince, but His Highness stopped him. He said he would only have the Third Miss to come."

It seems that what she said to the prince should pay attention to Xuanyuan Qiche, which is very good.

He galloped all the way to the palace gate and hurriedly got off the carriage. Mo Yu took the waist sign and led Su Yueming to the East Palace, but it did not arouse other people's suspicion along the way.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the East Palace was solemn, making people feel breathless.

"Miss Three is here!" Eunuch Liang, who was guarding at the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Yueming.

"How is the prince now?" Su Yueming asked while walking towards the prince's bed.

"It's not good. I vomited blood again. I'm not sure now." Eunuch Liang said nervously with a trembling voice.

Seeing her coming, the imperial doctors and servants gathered in front of the couch automatically gave up a seat. She glanced at the prince lying on the bed, and suddenly stopped suddenly, her heartbeat and beat it.

I saw Emperor Xuanyuan Qi's eyes closed and his brows were frowning. The face that made the spring flowers and autumn moons fade, made the mountains and deep seas look faceless, and the world's unparalleled face was pale as paper, without any anger, his face was covered with sweat, under his body

The pillows are wet.

The bed sheets under him and the white collars on his body were covered in bright red blood.

Like a blooming mandala flower, it blooms all over his body.

It looks shocking.

"Your Highness, I'm here." Her heart sank, walked forward, sat beside him, bent down and shouted, she clearly felt her voice trembling.

"Yueming, Yueming..." The prince still frowned and murmured to her name.

"Your Highness, I'm here." Su Yueming held the prince's blood-stained hand tightly, and yelled softly beside his ears, shouting, "Your Highness, Yueming is here, I will protect you

Yes, no one can hurt you.”