Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Before the carriage could approach, she became dark and fainted, and she fell into the snow pile.

In a daze, she seemed to see a tall and handsome figure stopping in front of her. She opened her eyes and the man in front of her-

His figure is gorgeous and elegant, standing in the white snow, leaving the world independent, and the air seems to have solidified because of his appearance.

His face has the charm of spring flowers and autumn moons, and the sharpness of mountains and deep seas. It seems to be carefully crafted by God, perfect and breathtaking.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, brushed through her eyes, and then stared at her deeply. Her heart trembled for a moment, why did he always look in her eyes?

He suddenly squatted down, picked her up horizontally, stepped on the snow, and walked towards his carriage with deep and shallow feet.

His chest was so warm, and her cold and numb body gradually felt a hint of warmth.

After getting on his carriage, she covered her body with a white fox velvet blanket. She curled up and tried to absorb every bit of warmth.

She looked in the mirror, and she knew that her face had ruined her face now and she could not look at it anymore, but he—

"Why are you... staring at me all the time?" she asked.

"How can you call His Highness the Crown Prince 'you'!" The palace maid who was serving him to take off his white fox fur robe scolded.

He raised his hand and the palace maid didn't say anything more when he saw it.

"Because... your eyes reminded me of someone." He said, his voice was so quiet, and there was a faint slight smile on his face, as if he had thought of someone.

Thinking of someone? Who would it be?

Is it...she?

Last time, he picked up her, who had not been disfigured, and kept looking into her eyes.

...

Thinking of this, Su Yueming's heart started to feel thrilled again.

She suddenly unbuttoned the buttons of the last piece of clothing on her body, revealing her fair neck and chest.

"Miss Three!" Mo Yu was shocked and shouted in a low voice. Miss Three was not out of the box yet. Isn't it inappropriate to do this?

But Su Yueming had taken off all her clothes and revealed her fair and soft body.

Then, she took off the blood-stained robe on the prince's body one by one with her hands, then hugged the unconscious prince with both hands, and lay down facing him.

So, the two of them hugged each other tightly without any wisps on their upper bodies.

Su Yueming's head was pressed against his chest, feeling the thunder of his heart.

The prince still closed his eyes tightly, but his frown brows gradually stretched out, and his body trembling slowly calmed down.

"Yueming, Yueming..." the prince murmured, calling her name, just like calling the most important person in his life.

"I'm here, I won't leave. I will always be with you, I will never leave you, just like... just like you did to me." Su Yueming's palm pressed against his chest, promising

Said like a silence.

Mo Yu seemed to have understood something, and whispered to Dongmei and Laxue, "You guys go down and ask Doctor Li to come in."

After ordering the two palace maids, Mo Yu slowly lowered the bed curtain, locked the two of them in the bed, then took out the prince's hand and placed it beside the bed, waiting for Doctor Li to come over to take his pulse.

Inside the bed, Su Yueming always hugged the prince tightly and warmed him with his body.

Time passed slowly, and the prince's body gradually warmed up. Doctor Li came in to take his pulse every half hour.

Before the carriage could approach, she became dark and fainted, and she fell into the snow pile.

In a daze, she seemed to see a tall and handsome figure stopping in front of her. She opened her eyes and the man in front of her-

His figure is gorgeous and elegant, standing in the white snow, leaving the world independent, and the air seems to have solidified because of his appearance.

His face has the charm of spring flowers and autumn moons, and the sharpness of mountains and deep seas. It seems to be carefully crafted by God, perfect and breathtaking.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, brushed through her eyes, and then stared at her deeply. Her heart trembled for a moment, why did he always look in her eyes?

He suddenly squatted down, picked her up horizontally, stepped on the snow, and walked towards his carriage with deep and shallow feet.

His chest was so warm, and her cold and numb body gradually felt a hint of warmth.

After getting on his carriage, she covered her body with a white fox velvet blanket. She curled up and tried to absorb every bit of warmth.

She looked in the mirror, and she knew that her face had ruined her face now and she could not look at it anymore, but he—

"Why are you... staring at me all the time?" she asked.

"How can you call His Highness the Crown Prince 'you'!" The palace maid who was serving him to take off his white fox fur robe scolded.

He raised his hand and the palace maid didn't say anything else when she saw it.

"Because... your eyes reminded me of someone." He said, his voice was so quiet, and there was a faint slight smile on his face, as if he had thought of someone.

Thinking of someone? Who would it be?

Is it...she?

Last time, he picked up her, who had not been disfigured, and kept looking into her eyes.

...

Thinking of this, Su Yueming's heart started to feel thrilled again.

She suddenly unbuttoned the buttons of the last piece of clothing on her body, revealing her fair neck and chest.

"Miss Three!" Mo Yu was shocked and shouted in a low voice. Miss Three was not out of the box yet. Isn't it inappropriate to do this?

But Su Yueming had taken off all her clothes and revealed her fair and soft body.

Then, she took off the blood-stained robe on the prince's body with her hands, then hugged the unconscious prince with both hands, and lay down facing him.

So, the two of them hugged each other tightly without any wisps on their upper bodies.

Su Yueming's head was pressed against his chest, feeling the thunder of his heart.

The prince still closed his eyes tightly, but his frown brows gradually stretched out, and his body trembling slowly calmed down.

"Yueming, Yueming..." the prince murmured, calling her name, just like calling the most important person in his life.

"I'm here, I won't leave. I will always be with you, I will never leave you, just like... like you did to me." Su Yueming's palm pressed against his chest, promising

Said like a silence.

Mo Yu seemed to have understood something, and whispered to Dongmei and Laxue, "You guys go down and ask Doctor Li to come in."

After ordering the two palace maids, Mo Yu slowly lowered the bed curtain, locked the two of them in the bed, then took out the prince's hand and placed it beside the bed, waiting for Doctor Li to come over to take his pulse.

Inside the bed, Su Yueming always hugged the prince tightly and warmed him with his body.

Time passed slowly, and the prince's body gradually warmed up. Doctor Li came in to take his pulse every half hour.