Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Yue'er..." Seeing Su Yueming returning to danger, the prince actually had an anxious look on his face, and even more hated that he was unable to protect her at this moment.

Murong Canghai looked at her, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Ah..." Xian'er was so scared that she lost her complexion. Her face as pink as peach blossoms suddenly turned pale, and big sweat flowed down her cheeks. She looked at Su Yueming in horror, "You, what do you want

,How about it?"

Su Yueming's dagger pressed against her face, but with a little force, the blade pierced a corner-

"Let us go, otherwise I will ruin your concubine."

Everyone knows that Miss Xian'er has been his favorite person recently, because even if he knew that he had secretly complained to Pei Shinian that day and said that Pei Nanshuang's injury was intentional, he did not blame her more, she would know that

Xian'er must be extraordinary in his mind.

Xian'er felt blood on her face, and she was so scared that she was about to faint. She was trembling all over, dying, and her body was soft, as if she could die at any time. She looked at Murong Canghai with pitiful eyes—

"Prince, Prince, save Xian'er, save Xian'er, my face...my face..."

She hated Su Yueming so much that she was so cruel that she ruined her face!

"Let me and the prince go!" She faced him coldly, but she found that he didn't feel nervous, and was even making fun of her coldly. She suddenly felt a little weak in holding the dagger.

"Haha..." He really smiled, but this smile made Xian'er feel like she was falling into a cold pool, and even her bones felt cold, because only she knew that there was no pity for her in his smile.

"Prince..." But she prayed, praying that he still cherished her life, but he seemed indifferent.

She suddenly opened her mouth suddenly and bit Su Yueming's arm hard-

"Bitch, it's you who deserves it!" She cursed Su Yueming viciously.

"Swish..." Murong Canghai's hand moved back and sucked the hidden weapon on Murong Yunqing's body. Without even blinking his eyes, the deadly hidden weapon flew towards Xian'er, unbiasedly,

It stuck to her throat.

"..." Xian'er couldn't make any sound until she died.

"..." Su Yueming trembled and watched Xian'er fall down from her and silently fall down. She looked at the person lying on the ground in disbelief.

She clasped the hidden weapon that pierced her throat with both hands. Her eyes were full of nostalgia and grief for Murong Canghai. Until she died, she didn't want to believe that it was the prince who killed him with his own hands.

She stopped breathing, let go of her hidden weapon, drooped down, and her hands were bleeding.

The blood flowed out of her throat like a spring, and soon, her whole body was soaked in blood.

There was a fainting smell of blood in the air.

Everyone was also scared by the tragic situation in front of them, and everyone didn't even dare to show off their anger.

Only Murong Canghai has no turbulence at all.

"You..." This is someone who has been crueler than her. Su Yueming's hand holding the dagger trembled, "She is your favorite concubine."

"She deserves to die," he said.

“…You like her.”

"She can't afford it," he said.

"You...you..." She lowered her head again, Xian'er had been dragged away like a dog by several guards. This was the outcome of the woman Murong Canghai's beloved in everyone's eyes.

Su Yueming's body softened and fell to the ground, with flowers falling from her body.