Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

This scene deeply hurt his cold and heartless heart. His hands were trembling. He couldn't believe that she could give up her life for him without hesitation -

Didn't she think about him at all?

Did she not care at all about her days in Xiangyang Village?

He bent down and used his lips to gently remove her blood bit by bit, then quickly tore off a corner of his robe and bandaged it as quickly as possible.

He looked at her and said angrily in a deep voice, "Are you crazy? Do you want to die with him?"

The pain slowly dissipated the numbness. She moved her legs and felt much more flexible than before.

In front of Murong Canghai, she showed no mercy at all. She untied the bandage that she had carefully bandaged for him, and untied it circle by circle. She threw the blood-stained strip of cloth in front of her and said -

"No, I want to live with him. I promised him that I will never leave him in this life. I will protect him. This is what I owe him."

As she said that, she turned around ruthlessly, picked up the big knife on the ground, and ran towards the prince.

The blood on her feet fell to the ground drop by drop, but she was not afraid at all.

Her back looks so stubborn and determined.

Murong Canghai stood there, watching her leave like this. His lips were clearly still stained with her blood.

Su Yueming, Su Yueming, you owe him, don’t you owe me nothing at all?

"Yue'er, you silly girl..." The scene of her self-mutilation naturally fell into the eyes of the prince, and his heart hurt more than his own injury.

"Your Highness, I'm here, let me protect you. If you don't leave, I won't leave, and we will face it together." Su Yueming was about to run to the prince's side.

The prince opened his arms to embrace Su Yueming.

Murong Canghai put away his hurt look and smiled coldly, "What a pair of lovers who depend on each other for life and death, but I don't intend to let you get your wish."

"Seize her." He gave the order cruelly, and the Qin soldiers in black uniforms, like impermanence suddenly appearing from the ground, surrounded Su Yueming and stood between her and the prince.

Su Yueming turned around and saw a strange smile on Murong Canghai's face. This smile was enough to make people feel chilled.

"Murong Canghai, let her go, and I will fight you to the death." The prince pointed his sword directly at the evil and cold king of the North Courtyard.

"You two, only one can live. Choose it yourself." He said cruelly, throwing the dagger on his waist towards the prince. The prince raised his hand and grabbed the dagger that shone with cold light.

Su Yueming had been tied up by his soldiers and pushed to the edge of the steep cliff. A sharp archer had already set up his bow and arrow, waiting for the prince to make a decision.

"Murong Canghai!" Su Yueming shouted as if losing control after hearing his words.

So cruel, Murong Canghai, you are so cruel.

Unexpectedly, the most terrifying weakness of human nature was used to force the prince to make such a choice.

The prince's body had been hit by three arrows. Although the injuries were not serious, the arrows had penetrated his body.

He turned around and looked behind him. Most of his ten thousand soldiers had been lost, and the remaining few were still resisting. However, as he watched, more and more people fell.

The land is filled with mourning, and rivers of blood flow.

The prince deeply understood that in this battle, the great Zhou Dynasty had lost its momentum.