Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

It’s not the prince, the prince’s face is warm, but the face under her is cold and refreshing.

The window opened, and a ray of orange light fell on him, and his cold face was not warm in the sun.

It's him!

Murong Canghai.

Her warm palms pressed against his cheeks, and he felt a soft touch, and a cold and hard part in his heart seemed to melt a little.

He suddenly moved his heart, and with hope, he raised his hand and put me in the palm of her hand, and asked slowly-

"Tell me, who do you think?"

Su Yueming wanted to pull his hand back, and a fire flashed in his eyes and said, "I think there are many people, many people, the prince, grandmother, eldest lady, Su Baixi, many, many."

He held her hand tighter, and his big hand pulled her into his arms, holding her, Leng Mei's voice seemed very low, and she said, "Wait until you are done, I'll take you around. Come on, let's put this bowl first

I took the medicine.”

Without saying anything, he tyrannically wrapped her in his arms and fed her medicine.

Looking at the spoon handed to his lips, Su Yueming blushed, broke free twice, and said, "I'll do it myself."

"No, I want to feed you." But he stubbornly asked her to open her mouth. There was no way. She paused, and had to open her lips. The bitter potion flowed into her throat.

"Well, bitter."

It was really hard and bitter. She frowned and shivered all over. She didn't want to open her mouth for the remaining medicine, "Drink it later."

His eyes flashed, and cunning flames burned in his dark eyes.

He raised his head and poured all the medicine in the bowl into his mouth, then lowered his head, blocked her lips, and pried open her lips skillfully.

"Um..." Su Yueming's mind went blank in an instant, and her mouth opened slightly until she felt a hint of bitterness again, and then she understood what he was doing.

She pulled out her hand and wanted to push him away, but he hugged him tighter and fed all the potion into her mouth. Then the lips were kissed on her neck, bit by bit, like raindrops, from her mouth,

, on her ears and cheeks, caused her whole body to tremble.

His kiss became denser and denser, and every time he fell, he was heavily marked, and his mark was shed on her body.

His breathing became heavier and uncontrollable.

While kissing, he asked, "What should I do? I will be in your dream." Listening carefully, his voice was filled with a hint of undetectable loss and... expectation.

She turned her head and didn't go to see him. She said that in this life, she would not be moved by love and not say love, how did she come and go.

"Leave." So she said, her lips trembled clearly as she spoke.

His eyes sank, and he changed into that cold and horrifying expression, holding her shoulders, and said cruelly-

"Impossible, you can never leave it. Su Yueming can only be mine." Although he was a domineering and unreasonable word, it sounded like a thrilling confession.

"Why!" He was so arrogant, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She said, "You already have a princess, and the wedding robe is also sent today. You are about to get married. You will hurt that woman's heart like this.

.”

Murong Canghai stroked a scar on the back of her hand and said, "Nothing is wrong with her."

"But..." She wanted to say something, but suddenly his head lay on her legs.

It’s not the prince, the prince’s face is warm, but the face under her is cold and refreshing.

The window opened, and a ray of orange light fell on him, and his cold face was not warm in the sun.

It's him!

Murong Canghai.

Her warm palms pressed against his cheeks, and he felt a soft touch, and a cold and hard part in his heart seemed to melt a little.

He suddenly moved his heart, and with hope, he raised his hand and put me in the palm of her hand, and asked slowly-

"Tell me, who do you think?"

Su Yueming wanted to pull his hand back, and a fire flashed in his eyes and said, "I think there are many people, many people, the prince, grandmother, eldest lady, Su Baixi, many, many."

He held her hand tighter, and his big hand pulled her into his arms, holding her, Leng Mei's voice seemed very low, and she said, "Wait until you are done, I'll take you around. Come on, let's get this bowl first

I took the medicine.”

Without saying anything, he tyrannically wrapped her in his arms and fed her medicine.

Looking at the spoon handed to his lips, Su Yueming blushed, broke free twice, and said, "I'll do it myself."

"No, I want to feed you." But he stubbornly asked her to open her mouth. There was no way. She paused, and had to open her lips. The bitter potion flowed into her throat.

"Well, bitter."

It was really hard and bitter. She frowned and shivered all over. She didn't want to open her mouth for the remaining medicine, "Drink it later."

His eyes flashed, and cunning flames burned in his dark eyes.

He raised his head and poured all the medicine in the bowl into his mouth, then lowered his head, blocked her lips, and skillfully pried open her lips.

"Um..." Su Yueming's mind went blank in an instant, and her mouth opened slightly until she felt a hint of bitterness again, and then she understood what he was doing.

She pulled out her hand and wanted to push him away, but he hugged him tighter and fed all the potion into her mouth. Then the lips were kissed on her neck, bit by bit, like raindrops, from her mouth,

, on her ears and cheeks, caused her whole body to tremble.

His kiss became denser and denser, and every time he fell, he was heavily marked, and his mark was shed on her body.

His breathing became heavier and uncontrollable.

While kissing, he asked, "What should I do? I will be in your dream." Listening carefully, his voice was filled with a hint of undetectable loss and... expectation.

She turned her head and didn't go to see him. She said that in this life, she would not be moved by love and not say love, how did she come and go.

"Leave." So she said, her lips trembled clearly as she spoke.

His eyes sank, and he changed into that cold and horrifying expression, holding her shoulders, and said cruelly-

"Impossible, you can never leave it. Su Yueming can only be mine." Although he was a domineering and unreasonable word, it sounded like a thrilling confession.

"Why!" He was so arrogant, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She said, "You already have a princess, and the wedding robe is also sent today. You are about to get married. You will hurt that woman's heart like this.

.”

Murong Canghai stroked a scar on the back of her hand and said, "Nothing is wrong with her."

"But..." She wanted to say something, but suddenly his head lay on her legs.