Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

It seemed as if he had heard Su Yueming's call, the prince who had been unconscious had slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids were covered with sweat, and transparent sweat dripped on his slender and thick eyelashes. Seeing Su Yueming, his face showed

A very weak smile comes.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, his chapped lips moved. Judging from his mouth shape, he was calling "Yueming".

The palace maid brought the hot water over, and Su Yueming wrung the handkerchief and possessed him to wipe his sweat carefully.

The prince looked at her with a smile, raised his hands with difficulty, and put his broad palm on her face. Su Yueming felt a biting cold.

His palm was so cold, without a trace of warmth, like a dead person.

His hands rubbed her face carefully, and his movements were full of reluctance and attachment.

Su Yueming pressed his hand on the back of his hand and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, there will be no problem. I just asked the prince, but he was just weak. It will be fine tomorrow morning."

"Puff..." Suddenly, he sat up suddenly, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, landing on the bed sheet in front of him. There was also blood on his clothes and hands, and the blood from the corners of his lips dripped down his chin.

"Cold, I'm so cold, so cold..." The prince suddenly trembled all over. He gritted his teeth tightly, and Su Yueming could hear the clattering sound of his teeth.

"Carbon-making! Hurry up, bring the quilt."

When Mo Yu saw this, he quickly ordered others to take the carbon, and take the quilt. Everyone looked hurried. Doctor Li clasped his eyebrows to take his pulse, and the expression on his face had never been relaxed.

Su Yueming held the prince's hand and never let go.

The quilt was covered, the carbon was growing, and the room became warmer.

"Cold, cold..." But the prince still felt cold, his face turned pale, and his lips became darker.

"Add more carbon and get two more quilts." Mo Yu continued to order.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the others were so hot that they were sweating all over, and they couldn't breathe, but the prince still felt cold with the silk quilt on the four beds.

Su Yueming only felt that the temperature on his hands was getting lower and lower.

Doctor Li wiped the sweat from his face and looked at Su Yueming and said, "Your Highness's pulse is getting weaker and weaker! If your body doesn't warm up..."

In everyone's surprised eyes, Su Yueming suddenly climbed onto the prince's bed, calmly removed the outer shirt, tightly wore close-fitting clothes, hugged the prince's waist from behind, and his body was tightly attached to his back,

There is no gap.

She wanted to use her body to increase the temperature of his body.

The prince's body was still trembling because of the cold. He fainted again and lost consciousness.

He could only feel a warm and soft ball, approaching his body. He didn't know what it was, but he was particularly attached. He tried hard to approach this warmth, and he wanted more and more.

"Leave Mo Yu and two palace maids, the others, wait outside the hall first, and Doctor Li comes in every half an hour." Su Yueming ordered everyone to say.

"Dongmei, Laxue, you two stay, let's go out." Mo Yu left two palace maids, and the others retreated and were on standby at any time as Su Yueming's instructions.

"But what to do? We are so hot, and your highness's hands are still so cold." Mo Yu was very worried and walked around in front of the bed, saying, she was almost wet with sweat, the size of beans.

Beads of sweat fell from their foreheads.

*

There are still today.

It seemed as if he had heard Su Yueming's call, the prince who had been unconscious had slowly opened his eyes. His eyelids were covered with sweat, and transparent sweat dripped on his slender and thick eyelashes. Seeing Su Yueming, his face showed

A very weak smile comes.

He opened his mouth with difficulty, his chapped lips moved. Judging from his mouth shape, he was calling "Yueming".

The palace maid brought the hot water over, and Su Yueming wrung the handkerchief and possessed him to wipe his sweat carefully.

The prince looked at her with a smile, raised his hands with difficulty, and put his broad palm on her face. Su Yueming felt a biting cold.

His palm was so cold, without a trace of warmth, like a dead person.

His hands rubbed her face carefully, and his movements were full of reluctance and attachment.

Su Yueming pressed his hand on the back of his hand and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, there will be no problem. I just asked the prince, but he was just weak. It will be fine tomorrow morning."

"Puff..." Suddenly, he sat up suddenly, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, landing on the bed sheet in front of him. There was also blood on his clothes and hands, and the blood from the corners of his lips dripped down his chin.

"Cold, I'm so cold, so cold..." The prince suddenly trembled all over. He gritted his teeth tightly, and Su Yueming could hear the clattering sound of his teeth.

"Carbon-making! Hurry up, bring the quilt."

When Mo Yu saw this, he quickly ordered others to take the carbon, and take the quilt. Everyone looked hurried. Doctor Li clasped his eyebrows to take his pulse, and the expression on his face had never been relaxed.

Su Yueming held the prince's hand and never let go.

The quilt was covered, the carbon was growing, and the room became warmer.

"Cold, cold..." But the prince still felt cold, his face turned pale, and his lips became darker.

"Add more carbon and get two more quilts." Mo Yu continued to order.

The temperature in the room was getting higher and higher, and the others were so hot that they were sweating all over, and they couldn't breathe, but the prince still felt cold with the silk quilt on the four beds.

Su Yueming only felt that the temperature on his hands was getting lower and lower.

Doctor Li wiped the sweat from his face and looked at Su Yueming and said, "Your Highness's pulse is getting weaker and weaker! If your body doesn't warm up..."

In everyone's surprised eyes, Su Yueming suddenly climbed onto the prince's bed, calmly removed the outer shirt, tightly wore close-fitting clothes, hugged the prince's waist from behind, and his body was tightly attached to his back,

There is no gap.

She wanted to use her body to increase the temperature of his body.

The prince's body was still trembling because of the cold. He fainted again and lost consciousness.

He could only feel a warm and soft ball, approaching his body. He didn't know what it was, but he was particularly attached. He tried hard to approach this warmth, and he wanted more and more.

"Leave Mo Yu and two palace maids, the others, wait outside the hall first, and Doctor Li comes in every half an hour." Su Yueming ordered everyone to say.

"Dongmei, Laxue, you two stay, let's go out." Mo Yu left two palace maids, and the others retreated and were on standby at any time as Su Yueming's instructions.

"But what to do? We are so hot, and your highness's hands are still so cold." Mo Yu was very worried and walked around in front of the bed, saying, she was almost wet with sweat, the size of beans.

Beads of sweat fell from their foreheads.

*

There are still today.