Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

He raised his hand—

"Yue'er, is it you? I seem to see you."

Su Yueming hurried forward and sat down beside him, holding the prince's hand tightly with both hands. His hands were very cold, and she could no longer feel the warmth that made her feel at ease.

Her eyes were hot and she said, "It's me, Your Highness, it's me, I'm here."

"I heard that you are going to marry Murong Canghai, but is there something wrong?" The prince coughed twice and asked with difficulty. The light overflowing in his eyes seemed particularly dim and sad.

Su Yueming held his hand tightly, lowered his head, pulled the quilt up for him, and said, "Your Highness is so happy that he will recover. Once he is cured, he can go back to the Great Zhou."

The prince stared at her and asked, "What about you, will you go with me?"

Su Yueming said nothing.

The prince sighed deeply and deeply, and said-

"Yue'er, you have Murong Canghai in your heart, right?"

Su Yueming's hand paused slightly and said, "Your Highness, you're thinking too much."

The prince continued, "I once said, you don't have to make any sacrifices for me, for the Great Zhou Dynasty. When they said you were going to marry Murong Canghai, I must have dragged you down and you gave up for me.

I, but today, it seems that this is not entirely true…”

He looked at Su Yueming, and the bright eyes were filled with strong frustration and grief that could not be dissolved, "When you walked in, I saw a kind of brilliance in you that I had never seen before. This kind of brilliance may be

Even you didn't realize it yourself. This was...it was brought to you by Murong Canghai, right?"

"No, Your Highness, you are thinking randomly, this is nothing." Su Yueming decisively denied what the prince said, "Now, I have nothing in my heart. I just hope that Your Highness can be healthy and return to the great world safely.

Go Zhou.”

The prince's heart seemed to be cut into pieces and thrown into pieces with red oil pan. He suffered from purgatory pain and torture. He trembled his hands and gently stroked Su Yueming's face-

The girl he loved deeply, he could detect even the subtle changes she had.

"Cough cough cough..." He suddenly coughed violently, and his whole body was shaking violently. Su Yueming hurriedly stood up, gently stroked his back with his tender hands, and shouted urgently-

"Doctor, doctor, come here!"

The doctors outside the door heard Su Yueming's shouting and hurriedly ran in with the medicine box to give the prince an acupuncture for diagnosis and treatment.

"Puff!" The prince sat up suddenly, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, immediately dyeing the sheets on his body red. The black and red blood beads were shocking.

Su Yueming was stunned. Looking at the bright red blood, his heart was tightly hung in the air.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." She sat at the head of the bed, hugged the prince tightly in her arms, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and called him, fearing that he would just fall asleep like this.

"Doctor, why is this happening? How could this happen?" Su Yueming found that the prince's condition was much worse than she thought. She was so upset that she did not seek him to serve him.

"Prince, Princess Zhou's body has not been cleared. If you want to save your life, you must remove the remaining poison. You must remove the remaining poison. The dosage cycle used is long and the medicine is large, which will damage the vitality of the body, so..."

The doctor explained.

"What about now, is he still saved?" Su Yueming asked in a tight voice.