Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Listen to me, there's no time!"

Murong Canghai put Su Yueming, who was still trembling in his fainting, in his arms. Her body was soft and her head leaned weakly against his chest.

"Brother, give it to..." Murong Yunqing handed the Yu Xiao to him, and then stood aside with a quiet expression.

Mo Qing lived outside and sent everyone to guard him from a layer of time, and no one was allowed to come in.

The prince sat outside, holding his hands tightly.

Murong Canghai put the jade flute on his lips, and only a slow sound like flowing water was heard-

At first, the sound of the flute was low, like resentment and admiration, like sobs and complaints, as if a lost woman was singing quietly, and the lines of songs surrounded the beam, endlessly

Absolute.

Murong Canghai's eyes shrank on Su Yueming's face, and big beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and soon his clothes were wet.

A burning heat surged on Murong Canghai's back, and he felt that his body was about to burn!

He calmed down his mind, abandoned all the troubles of distracting thoughts in the world, and put himself completely in the world of flute sounds.

Su Yueming opened her eyes—

Where is this? Looking around, there is a dazzling red color. Ah, this is a large piece of red flowers, blooming from the soles of her feet to the horizon, like a sea of ​​burning fire.

She stood in it, looking around in a daze. Where is this and where is she going?

She raised her feet and ran forward. She saw a lot of people around the sea of ​​flowers, Xuanyuan Qiche, the eldest wife, Su Baixi, Su Buqing...

They gathered together and cooked her unformed son in a stew pot. They pointed at the bloody rotten meat in the stew pot and laughed. They bared their teeth and sucked her son

Get up and swallow it into your stomach bit by bit.

She ran over desperately to take her son back from their hands, but there was no way. Her feet were entangled by the vines of the other side of the shore. She couldn't move at all, and could only stand in place and watch helplessly.

.

"Mother Queen, Mother Queen..."

On the other side, a weak voice sounded in her ears. She was startled and turned her head suddenly. It was Wen Yi!

Her daughter Wen Yi!

She was surrounded by a group of vulgar and dirty men, who were laughing wildly, their faces twisted, even more terrifying than the demons of hell.

Her Wenyi was like a poor little white rabbit, curled up in a ball, begging hard, but those people and beasts did not give any mercy to this poor child at all. They hurt her like wild animals.

They laughed wildly above her head.

"My mother...My mother..."

Her faint call for help was her lifelong prison!

"Wenyi, Wenyi...my Wenyi, stop, stop..." Su Yueming watched helplessly, but had no choice but to kneel down to the ground, she begged hard, begging with Wenyi.

But, it's useless, nothing.

Su Baixi and the eldest lady were laughing at her so much that she could not even protect her daughter.

"Ah..." She whistled to the sky, and her messy hair flew up in the air. She screamed with all her might as well as she was a devil.

Wen Yi is gone, her unformed son is gone, she is gone...

She looked around in panic and shouted loudly, and the boundless darkness swept over her, and the endless fear grabbed her throat.