Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The style on the city wall was big, Su Yueming narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked ahead without moving. The prince took off his cloak and gently put it on her. The movement was gentle and almost melted the person.

Su Yueming said briefly, "Thank you."

The prince opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just stayed with her like this.

At the end, Su Yueming spoke first and asked, "If this battle ultimately defeats the King of the North Court, what is the thing Your Highness wants to do the most?"

"What do you want to do the most?" The prince's eyes gradually became hot when he looked at her, but when he thought of the previous "Articles of Allies", his eyes slowly dimmed again, but there was still a smile on the corner of his lips. Look carefully

The smile was a little sad, and said, "What I want to do the most is to do something for Yue'er. Anything Yue'er wants to do is do it."

Su Yueming smiled and said, "What I asked is what Your Highness wants to do, not what I want to do."

"Your Highness, good news..." At this time, Song Siyuan hurriedly ran up from the city, knelt in front of the prince on one knee, with a happy face.

"General Song, why are you happy?"

"Just just now, the spy reported that the King of the North Court was extremely injured. He was still unconscious since he returned to the barracks. This time, he was hit by eleven arrows in total, five arrows were all at the critical point. It is said that he had completely lost his life and survived.

Hope. Once the King of the North Court died, the Qin Dynasty would lose their myth. It would be much easier for us to fight."

He's going to die?

Su Yueming's heart trembled suddenly, her head was a little shaky, but she still grabbed the edge of the city wall with a faint expression on her face.

The prince's eyes fell on Su Yueming's face. The sunlight shone down, and her face was covered with fine sunlight. In her eyes, her skin was crystal clear and almost transparent.

Her eyelashes blinked slightly, covering up something in her eyes.

"I understand, you go down." Without the joy that Song Siyuan imagined, the prince just raised his hand and said lightly.

"Your Highness..." Song Siyuan was very surprised and couldn't help but look up. Why was the prince unhappy with such great good news?

"Okay, Major General Song has made contributions. I have recorded it. You go down." The prince's eyes never left Su Yueming.

"Yes, I will obey the order." With a deep doubt in my heart, Song Siyuan left the city tower.

The prince raised his hand, paused, and finally wrapped Su Yueming's palm on the city wall. Her hand was so cold and cold. He said, "Yue'er, does your hand hurt? So hard, your nails

It's all over, don't try so hard."

Su Yueming was stunned and came to her senses. Only then did she realize that several of her nails had been cut off from her ten fingers.

The wind blows harder.

Her body was shaking like fallen leaves in the wind.

At night, she stood up, walked out of the tent, took out the sachet she carried with her, and carefully untied the sachet. The three dead flowers inside were still inside. She raised her hand and touched it, and her fingertips were stained with a trace.

aroma.

"Chanjuanhua." She vaguely rang out. He said the name of this flower, a very beautiful name, and a fantastic name.

Unexpectedly, the things I wanted to throw away at the beginning became a kind of comfort at this moment.

Is he going to die?

That is the best. As long as he dies, everything will be over. There is no need to worry about the demise of the Great Zhou.

"He's dead, it's the best." She murmured, smiling.

The night at Longmen Pass was particularly cold. At this moment, except for the patrol soldiers, the rest of the people had fallen asleep, and there was silence around them.

If it weren't for the smell of blood in the air, the surging fight during the day, the vigorous blood would have been covered up.