Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

How can this be done? The three ladies' bodies were no longer as good as before after the tossing of the day before yesterday. Not to mention the long journey to Shengjing, and the strong Rizhao, can she bear it? If she can't bear it, she may die.

Ying Lie looked at Su Yueming, her face turned paler under the sunlight, and the wound had not healed, and there were still bloodshot.

"No problem, I'll come down." Su Yueming straightened her back and said, her face was calm and she didn't feel panic.

But for no reason, Ying Lie felt a chill all over in such a hot weather.

Amid the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Su Yueming, who was weak and soft, was driven out of the car. White gauze was wrapped around her hands and ankles, and there were traces of blood seeping out of her head.

She stretched out her hand, and the wrist wrapped around gauze pierced Murong Canghai's eyes.

"Come here!" the soldier roared roughly, and put the iron chain on her wrist.

"Um." The hard and cold iron touched the scarred place, and she couldn't help but feel pain. Her hands shrank and sweat came out of her forehead.

He put on the heavy shackles and handcuffs again, and after walking, he made a clanging sound. Her ambitions and freedom were cruelly imprisoned by Murong Canghai's iron chains.

"Let's have a little water first." Ying Lie took the kettle from the carriage, unscrewed it, handed it to Su Yueming's mouth, and said.

Su Yueming opened her mouth—

"The prince said that she is not allowed to give anything to her. Those who violate the order will be killed." The soldier who came to pass the message said.

What?!

What's wrong with the prince?

Ying Lie's hand was stuck in the air, and Su Yueming was already led behind Murong Canghai's carriage.

Her body has not healed, and she walks very slowly. Every time she takes a step, the heavy chain hurts the wounds on her wrists and ankles. She gasps two times and only takes a few steps, she sweats so much that she feels so painful.

DC, hands and feet tremble.

"Hurry up! It's been delaying, delaying the prince's time to return to Beijing." Even so, the soldiers holding her chain still refused to forgive her. Anyway, he was a person that the prince didn't like, so he probably did something.

He offended the prince. He was so irritable that he pulled her hard and pulled her forward for a while.

"Ah!" She staggered forward and almost fell to the ground. Blood was oozing from her already bloody ankle. She screamed in pain.

"Be careful!" Ying Lie hurriedly stepped forward, reached out to hold her, glared at the general with a fierce look, and said, "Iron Crossbow!"

Seeing Ying Lie like this, Tie Nou couldn't help but open his mouth and took a step back.

"Ying Lie, is there any problem?" Murong Canghai's cold and hard voice came from the front. Ying Lie turned around and saw him walking towards this side. The evil ****'s eyes were filled with a smile.

, but this smile is extremely terrifying.

Ying Lie glanced at Su Yueming, who was leaning against the carriage and unable to straighten his waist. After hesitating for a moment, he said—

"Your Highness, the third lady is weak. I'm afraid I'm walking to Shengjing like this..."

"What are you afraid of? Miss Three has always been extremely strong. She can not only protect herself, but also protect others. This little journey is easy for her. Do you think so? Miss Three..." Murong Canghai sneered and tried hard to stand straight

Su Yueming, who had lost her body, found that her ankles could not help trembling due to pain, her lips were pale and almost lost their blood. Her brows were frowning, but her bright eyes, which were still full of tenacity and unyieldingness.

.How can this be done? The three ladies' bodies were no longer as good as before after the tossing day before yesterday. Not to mention the long journey to Shengjing, and the strong Rizhao, can she bear it? If she can't bear it, she may die.

Ying Lie looked at Su Yueming, her face turned paler under the sunlight, and the wound had not healed, and there were still bloodshot.

"No problem, I'll come down." Su Yueming straightened her back and said, her face was calm and she didn't feel panic.

But for no reason, Ying Lie felt a chill all over in such a hot weather.

Amid the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Su Yueming, who was weak and soft, was driven out of the car. White gauze was wrapped around her hands and ankles, and there were traces of blood seeping out of her head.

She stretched out her hand, and the wrist wrapped around gauze pierced Murong Canghai's eyes.

"Come here!" the soldier roared roughly, and put the iron chain on her wrist.

"Um." The hard and cold iron touched the scarred place, and she couldn't help but feel pain. Her hands shrank and sweat came out of her forehead.

He put on the heavy shackles and handcuffs again, and after walking, he made a clanging sound. Her ambitions and freedom were cruelly imprisoned by Murong Canghai's iron chains.

"Let's have a little water first." Ying Lie took the kettle from the carriage, unscrewed it, handed it to Su Yueming's mouth, and said.

Su Yueming opened her mouth—

"The prince said that she is not allowed to give anything to her. Those who violate the order will be killed." The soldier who came to pass the message said.

What?!

What's wrong with the prince?

Ying Lie's hand was stuck in the air, and Su Yueming was already led behind Murong Canghai's carriage.

Her body has not healed, and she walks very slowly. Every time she takes a step, the heavy chain hurts the wounds on her wrists and ankles. She gasps two times and only takes a few steps, she sweats so much that she feels so painful.

DC, hands and feet tremble.

"Hurry up! It's been delaying, delaying the prince's time to return to Beijing." Even so, the soldiers holding her chain still refused to forgive her. Anyway, he was a person that the prince didn't like, so he probably did something.

He offended the prince. He was so irritable that he pulled her hard and pulled her forward for a while.

"Ah!" She staggered forward and almost fell to the ground. Blood was oozing from her already bloody ankle. She screamed in pain.

"Be careful!" Ying Lie hurriedly stepped forward, reached out to hold her, glared at the general with a fierce look, and said, "Iron Crossbow!"

Seeing Ying Lie like this, Tie Nou couldn't help but open his mouth and took a step back.

"Ying Lie, is there any problem?" Murong Canghai's cold and hard voice came from the front. Ying Lie turned around and saw him walking towards this side. The evil ****'s eyes were filled with a smile.

, but this smile is extremely terrifying.

Ying Lie glanced at Su Yueming, who was leaning against the carriage and unable to straighten his waist. After hesitating for a moment, he said—

"Your Highness, the third lady is weak. I'm afraid I'm walking to Shengjing like this..."

"What are you afraid of? Miss Three has always been extremely strong. She can not only protect herself, but also protect others. This little journey is easy for her. Do you think so? Miss Three..." Murong Canghai sneered and tried hard to stand straight

Su Yueming, who had lost her body, found that her ankles could not help trembling due to pain, her lips were pale and almost lost their blood. Her brows were frowning, but her bright eyes, which were still full of tenacity and unyieldingness.

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