The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Just when Jiang Nanyan was in a hurry, not knowing what to do, Qing suddenly reached out and grabbed the dagger on his chest.

What does he, what does he want to do?

Could it be...he still wants to...

Jiang Nanyan's heart trembled, and all the nerves in her body tensed up.

She wanted to say something, and opened her mouth, but found that her throat was blocked by something, and she couldn't utter a word no matter what! [

Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi had already grasped the dagger, looking as if he was about to pull out the knife, Jiang Nanyan took several deep breaths, and finally made a sound

"Hey! Don't... be impulsive... discuss things carefully..."

"Crown Princess, please agree to your request!" Qing said, walked to the low couch in three or two steps, and knelt down in front of Jiang Nanyan with a "boom".

As he leaned over, the scarlet blood flowed out from the blood hole on his chest along the blade, slid to the back of the knife, and then slowly dripped into the ground.

"A, A, A..." The bright red blood, drop by drop, fell on the ground...

"You, you, you...what's the matter, get up and talk, I, I, I promise you!" Jiang Nanyan tremblingly opened her mouth, not even daring to look at the ground where several drops of blood had fallen.

She was really worried that this person would die here due to excessive blood loss!

Jiang Nanyan's heart ached at the thought of someone dying.