Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Is it... Yue'er?" His cold hand covered Su Yueming's hand and asked. His voice was like the falling leaves in the winter, bleak, lonely, lonely, full of caution.

"Yes, it's me, Your Highness, I finally found you." Su Yueming hugged his tortured weak body tightly, and she suppressed the complex and surging emotions in her heart.

Repentance, grief, and sadness spread like poison in her body.

"Yue'er! It's really you!" The prince carefully and carefully held up her face with his big palm, as if holding the most precious and dazzling treasure in the world. His hands were trembling at a loss.

Tears actually slid down her cheeks and fell on Su Yueming's face.

He cried, suppressed, and trembled all over.

The tears fell on Su Yueming's face and merged with her tears.

The two hugged each other tightly, using the greatest strength to each other, as if afraid that the other would suddenly dissipate like smoke.

"Your Highness, now is not the time to reminisce about the past. Let's take you away! I've figured out the situation these days, leave quickly."

Su Yueming quickly regained his calmness, pushed a distance from the prince, and said.

When the prince heard this, a gloomy look flashed across his face, but when he saw Su Yueming's expectant face, he nodded and said-

"good!"

He supported his body, gritted his teeth, stood up, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Can you still leave?" That day, he jumped off the cliff with her, probably seriously injured.

"Yes." The prince raised his foot and nodded.

"I'll help you." Su Yueming cheered up and supported the prince's weight with her thin body. The two of them leaned against each other and walked outside. The prince tried not to move his weight to Su Yueming's body as much as possible.

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Because the prince was seriously injured, it was difficult for them to take every step.

Soon, the prince began to breathe heavily, his face turned paler, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his legs were trembling.

He lowered his head and looked at the woman who was supporting him under his arms—

Her face was flushed, and she seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Her eyes were full of stubbornness and courage, as if the brightest and warmest star in the darkest night sky in his heart was guiding him.

"Yue'er..." He laughed and called softly.

"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Su Yueming didn't know what he was thinking, so she raised her head and asked.

"I'm thinking, it must be fake if you say you're just using me, right? Now, I have no value for using it." The prince looked at her gently, and the smile in his eyes became even brighter.

"..." Su Yueming heard this, lowered her head and said nothing.

After a while, I said--

"When your Highness returns to the Great Zhou, everything will be fine."

When the prince heard this, he sighed slightly and said softly, "Yes, everything will be fine."

The two of them did not stop for a moment and went through the mechanism in the dark to the door of the secret room.

Su Yueming said, "Your Highness's injury has not healed yet. If you go out now, it will be inconvenient. You have to feel wronged. You must hide in Mo Qingju where I live. When the injury is healed, you will find an opportunity to escape. Is that okay?"

The prince nodded, "Very good."

After the two agreed, Su Yueming took a deep breath and pressed his hand on the machine next to the door—

The door finally opened.

"Where are you going?" Su Yueming had just stepped out and was about to go out when he heard the familiar cold voice that could not be more familiar.

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[Dear, the reason why there is no update these days is that there is a problem in the background and the work has disappeared. Today, the editor in charge of the technology has helped me solve the problem! Resume updates from today]