The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

She bit her lips tightly, not daring to scream, the white horse bounced vigorously, sometimes raised its front hooves high and neighed, sometimes spun around in place, trying to throw the stubborn woman off its back.

Xuanyuan Qiche, who ran away, didn't notice what happened to Su Yueming behind him at all.

There was a sharp pain in the hand holding the rein, the hand was strangled, and blood flowed out, staining the rope red.

She shivered in pain, and as soon as her body relaxed, she rolled over violently from the horse, and the white horse kicked towards her with its raised front hooves.

She closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth, determined to bear this hard kick.

"Hiss!" Suddenly, she heard a long roar from the fierce horse, and opened her eyes to see——

A man dressed as a guard held the rein with his hand, and the horse's hooves brushed against her hair. The horse stood there restlessly, but she was not injured at all.

Lifting his rain-drenched eyes and looking forward, he saw a man in fine clothes standing between heaven and earth, exuding an incomparable elegance all over his body.

What kind of a face is this? It not only has the fierceness of high mountains and deep seas, but also has the charm of spring flowers and autumn moon unconsciously.

Peerless elegance, unparalleled in the world.

Because of his appearance, the surrounding air exudes a kind of elegant atmosphere.

The rain wet his shoulders, and his jet-black hair stuck to his cherry-colored thin lips.

This... is clearly the current crown prince, Xuanyuan Qihuang who is known as the most beautiful man in the capital, and it was because of him that Xuanyuan Qiche got angry just now.

She is the concubine daughter of the Xiangfu, with a low status, and she has only been married to Xuanyuan Qiche for two months. She only saw the prince from a distance when she entered the palace as the sixth prince and concubine to meet the emperor. The Crown Princess was talking, her eyes only lightly drifted over her body.

Therefore, at this moment, he should not recognize who she is, Su Yueming is about to get up and leave.

"Come here, help the Sixth Concubine to the carriage of the palace." Unexpectedly, he ordered.

"..." Su Yueming raised his head in surprise, he knew her?

Inside the carriage.

Xuanyuan Qihuang was sitting opposite Su Yueming, his black eyes were full of brilliance, because he was standing in the rain just now, his satin black boots were wet, and there were drops of water under his feet, the maid Xin Hezheng Squat down at his feet and change his shoes.

Su Yueming sat across from him, wearing a white fox fur robe, a wave of warmth surrounded her, and her hands, which were cold at first, also warmed up.

This white fox fur robe was just taken off by him.

From the conversation between him and the maid, she got a message that he was returning from a tour in Beijing in a micro-clothes.

The maid Mo Yu squatted beside Su Yueming, carefully bandaging her injured right hand. There was a long bloodstain on the palm of her hand, which was shocking.

"Hiss." She couldn't help but let out a painful cry.

The prince raised his eyes and looked at her. The two eyes met in mid-air, and the prince's gaze fell on her palm.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for your help." Su Yueming broke the silence in the carriage. This prince Xuanyuan Qihuang is her husband's greatest enemy, that is, her enemy.

She must maintain a high degree of vigilance and must not let him see anything.

A faint smile appeared on Xuanyuan Qihuang's face, and he said in a voice like a spring, "In such bad weather, the Sixth Princess needs a guard by her side when she goes out."

[Yuan Mo wishes everyone a happy new year and good health.Chinese New Year, there will be no interruption during the Spring Festival, but maybe there will be fewer updates]