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

Murong Canghai stroked a scar on the back of her hand, and said, "It doesn't matter to her."

"But..." She still wanted to say something, but suddenly his head lay on her lap, and when he looked down, he had already closed his eyes.

When he was asleep, he lacked the surly and cold charm he had when he was awake, and his long and narrow eyelashes formed thick shadows under his eyelids, and his expression was pure like that of a child.

Her eyes caught sight of the dagger on his waist. A bright red gemstone was inlaid on the handle of the dagger, against the black gold thread on his waist, exuding a cold radiance.

She took the dagger in her hand and pulled it out. The dagger shone with a cold light, and Murong Canghai's face as sharp as a mountain and deep sea was reflected on the blade.

This knife is so sharp, if she cuts her throat decisively now, will she be free?

And the prince also lost one of his most terrifying enemies.

There was a cruel light in her eyes, and with a movement of the corners of her eyes, she raised the dagger in her hand and slashed at his throat.

……

However, when the blade was close to his neck, she paused again.

"Well……"

Suddenly, he grabbed her with his long hand, and she fell on his chest. The sharpest part of the dagger happened to be aimed at the position of his heart.

There was a coldness in his eyes that could freeze people to death, and with a sudden force, he opened the front of his chest, revealing his strong chest, and there was an ugly and rough scar lying on the place near the heart, the scar had not yet Healed, revealing a touch of red.

This was the day she stabbed the prince in order to save him.

She suddenly felt a little sore in her eyes, she couldn't help turning her face away——

But he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, his eyes were suddenly extremely sharp, he forced her to look into his eyes, his eyes exuded a dangerous breath to cover up the hurt feelings, and said——

"Why don't you stab it with a knife?"

Su Yueming's heart trembled, and he said, "I know I can't kill him."

"Heh..." The corners of his lips were raised, his expression was still evil, he turned over, pressed her under him, held her face in his hands, and pressed his lips together, her cold lips were because of his wanton Ravaged and slowly became a little bit warm.

There was always a distance of a dagger between them.

After a long time, he let her go, there was already a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he jumped up from the bed, and said——

"Be good, and when your injury heals, I will take you to experience the charm of Daqin. Miss San, don't challenge my patience again and again, it won't do you any good."

After saying these words, he summoned Taxue and Qingchen, flicked his long sleeves, and walked out.

Against the light, his figure became more and more cold, arrogant and evil.

For some reason, she felt a strange attraction. She raised her head and looked at the sky outside the palace through the window. She saw a kite floating in mid-air. The kite was red. Looking from a distance, it looked like a piece of auspicious cloud .

Red kite!

The corners of Su Yueming's eyes twitched a few times, her hands tightened secretly, she tried her best to restrain her beating heart, for fear of disturbing Murong Canghai who was sleeping.

Su Yueming originally thought that after the news that Murong Canghai ordered the queen to be executed spread, someone would come to trouble her soon.

But to her surprise, for six days in a row, no one came to the North Court Palace to question the teacher, and even the woman who was about to become the North Court Princess did not have any accidents, and she was safe and sound.