Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"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.

A stream of blood on the ground extended from Su Yueming's eyes to the place where Xian'er's body disappeared.

This blood seemed to accuse Murong Canghai of ruthlessness.

His guards were all expressionless, and they had seen scenes that were hundreds of times more bloody than this, which was nothing in their eyes.

But the others were already scared and dared not breathe.

Su Yueming took a decadent step back, her body softened, and she fell to the ground. She couldn't find her, could not find his weakness, and could not find the bargaining chips that could threaten him!

This man seemed to have no weaknesses, this is his most terrifying thing!

In the end, how can we find his weaknesses?

Su Yueming knew that she had not had much time left, and her health had been getting worse these days.

With her current state, she didn't know if she could withstand the third attack.

But God is just like her.

Her body began to hurt again. She knew that this would be the third time she had become sick, and the first two times had almost killed her.

Her whole body was trembling in pain, and her teeth were swollen and painful.

However, she could not, and could not make people notice. Her hands pinched the flesh around her waist and ordered herself to calm down and not reveal any of her feet.

However, the extremely powerful power of the blood-sucking worm cannot be controlled by her already weak person.

"Yue'er, why are you..." He noticed her discomfort, the prince staggered, covered his chest, gritted his teeth and walked towards her. He was worried about her.

However, he was blocked by the numerous guards.

Murong Canghai's face curled up, walked over, bent down, and wanted to pick Su Yueming up from the ground. Only then did she find that her body was stiff, her face was pale, her lips had been bitten, and her teeth were trapped in the flesh of her lips, and her ground was large.

Beads of sweat wet his body.

"Are you sick?" He felt a little nervous. This was the first time he saw her sick.

After hearing this, Murong Yunqing hurriedly walked over several steps and saw her symptoms-

"That's right, I made a mistake. Take it back to Mo Qingju!"

"What's wrong with Yue'er? What's wrong with Yue'er?" The prince then realized that something was wrong with Su Yueming's body. He was eager to know the answer.

"It's not your business!" Murong Canghai said to him coldly, "I will save her." A jealousy arose in his heart. He didn't want to see them share life and death, and he didn't want to!

"No." Su Yueming heard this, but raised his hand weakly, "I want the prince to be with me, and he can't go to the secret room again, otherwise... I would rather die, I would rather die."

As she said that, her mouth could not control the blood from her mouth and fell along the corner of her lips into Murong Canghai's palm, drop by drop, especially dazzling.

Murong Canghai looked at the nearly dying person in his arms, his eyes were as deep as a pool, and the water was leisurely.

"Yue'er, sick, what kind of disease is this..." The prince sighed deeply, and a trace of mist rose in his warm eyes. She was so painful!

She was about to be unable to hold on, and she had no time left. If she didn't use the last little time to win the chance to return to the Great Zhou for the prince, she would probably never have a chance.