After escaping marriage, I became the Prince Regent's favorite

Chapter 167 He Is Really Dead (1)

Kong Tan had a very long dream.

She dreamed that Jiang Huai's red eyes were as charming as blood.

She also dreamed that she became another person, addicted to blood, and murderous.

Even Jianghuai was bound to fall under her sword.

He is dressed in dazzling red, which is shocking to see.

Jiang Huai's eyes were gentle, he put his body through the sword in her hand and hugged her tightly, and said softly: "Little princess, if this king can die in your hands...it will be worth it..."

After the words fell, he closed his eyes and slowly slid to the ground.

"No, Jiang Huai, don't die—"

Kong Tan roared out these words with all his strength.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Liu who was overly frightened, holding a wet silk handkerchief in her hand, and stopped stiffly in the air.

After a while, Yang Liu finally came to his senses, hugged Kong Tan, and cried, "Princess, you finally woke up, woo woo woo woo... I thought you were really going to die." It's..."

Kong Tan's face was masked, and he didn't understand what was going on.

There was a pain in her lower abdomen, slowly pulling out her memories.

She remembered that she was being held hostage in a small broken house, but a man in black attacked her from behind.

Why is she lying on the bed again now?

And what happened in the dream made her feel real and scared.

Yang Liu let go of her, wiped the tears from her face, and sobbed, "Princess, you don't even know, you slept for three days this time, if it wasn't for Master Qi, you would have died, thank you The Regent..."

Speaking of this, Yang Liu sneaked a peek at her, and then stopped talking.

For some reason, when Kong Tan heard about Jiang Huai, he thought of that dream.

She grabbed Yang Liu's wrist and asked, "How is Jianghuai?"

"The Prince Regent...no, it's all right..."

The smile on Yang Liu's face was somewhat guilty.

Kong Tan didn't believe what she said, shook off her hand, and got up to get out of bed.

"Princess, don't—your injury hasn't healed yet, you need to lie down and rest more."

Yang Liu quickly persuaded her not to move.

"You get out of the way!"

Yang Liu refused, but Dou Da's tears rolled down, and he said threateningly, "Princess, if something happens to you, I, Yang Liuer, will die."

Hearing what she said, Kong Tan sat on the bed, neither lying down nor getting out of bed, and sighed.

After a while, Kong Tan raised his head and looked at Yang Liu, "Let me ask you, is something wrong with Jiang Huai?"

"This this……"

Yang Liu was talking hesitantly, clutching the silk handkerchief with both hands, wanting to say but not wanting to.

"Say it!"

Kong Tan yelled heavily, and even the wound on his stomach started to hurt.

Her face was contorted, she took a few breaths, grabbed Yang Liu's hand and asked forcefully, "Is Jiang Huai... dead?"

Asking the fearful question in his heart, Kong Tan recalled the dream just now in his mind.

My heart suddenly throbbed in pain.

She covered her heart, her fingers turned white, and continued: "Quickly answer me, is Jianghuai..."

Tears fell on the back of the quilt, scalding hot.

Yang Liu cried and comforted, "Princess, don't cry, take good care of your body."

Hearing what she said, Kong Tan's pupils widened, and then slowly lowered his eyes, the light in his eyes disappeared bit by bit, his hands were holding his heart hard, and his breathing was difficult.

"Is... is he really dead?"

(End of this chapter)