Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Murong Yunqing felt a burst of sourness in his heart, "You want to do it for the rest of your life, but this blood curse..."

Murong Canghai turned around, raised his hand, and patted his brother's shoulder boldly, not as pessimistic as him, said-

"What you think is the worst result. Don't worry, I won't have anything to do. I promised my father and mother to take good care of you."

Facing this only younger brother, he always has tenderness that ordinary people cannot understand.

Murong Yunqing only felt a fever in his eyes. They both lost their parents when they were young. That year, the eldest brother was only twelve years old and four years old. They were bullied at such a young age and saw the coldness of the world.

However, the elder brother endured humiliation and suffered the most cruel torture in the world, and would never let him suffer any harm!

No matter what difficulties he suffers, he is in front of him.

He stepped on countless thorns and gravels, and finally got to where he is today step by step.

Become the King of the North Court of the Qin Dynasty!

One person is below tens of thousands of people!

Now, he has grown into a man who is deliberately upright, and he also wants to protect his favorite elder brother!

"You love her very much, right?" he asked Murong Canghai.

"I don't know, I just feel happy and heartbroken every time I think of her name. I have never felt this way." Murong Canghai revealed his feelings to others for the first time.

like?

In front of love, he is also an ordinary man who is trembling.

"Brother..." Murong Yunqing looked at his brother sadly, and seemed to have thousands of troops trampled by in his heart.

"Okay, Yunqing, let's start, you're by your side."

As he said that, Murong Canghai had already opened the first page of the blood curse, put the jade flute he carried to his lips, and opened his mouth—

I only heard a stream of songs that were told in the quiet night, like a trickle of water flowing slowly, making people fascinated.

The people in the royal palace who had not yet fallen asleep couldn't help but stand up when they heard the music, listening to the sound coming from somewhere. They were all fascinated by the sound and couldn't help but put down what they were doing.

Su Yueming raised her head and asked-

"Where is this the sound coming from?"

The maids listened for a moment and said, "It's so strange that they can't feel the music from which direction."

"But it sounds nice."

As they listened, the few people in the room closed their eyes and felt it carefully.

The bright moonlight shone in through the window. Su Yueming stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the direction of Lanyue Pavilion.

A wish suddenly arose in her heart, and she wanted to end everything soon.

Only Murong Yunqing knew that if you blow this blood curse, you would see unpredictable terrible things happen anytime and anywhere.

This is a curse that is completely unruly, and Murong Canghai has to blow and ponder it while he is blowing it.

He held the sword around his waist with both hands, staring at his elder brother without blinking.

The score soon underwent a strange change, as if the little fish recreating among the streams were suddenly swept into the turbulent sea by the wind and waves, lost their direction, and could only bump into the mess without any clues, shaking the head and bleeding!

Murong Canghai's breath is gradually unstable!

An unknown aura slammed in his body, and his internal organs felt like they were shocked.

His body was trembling, and large amounts of sweat came out from his forehead, falling one by one, and his hands holding the jade flute were shaking.

He began to lose control!

But he still held the jade flute tightly.

"Brother, stop practicing!" Murong Yunqing, who was beside him, realized that something was wrong, quickly stopped him.

"Ah..." Only a muffled shout was heard, Murong Canghai bounced back, and the jade flute in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.