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

Everything flooded into her mind and filled her heart. She just felt so painful that she could hardly breathe...

Finally, she came to the door of the room where Su Baixi was imprisoned.

"Princess, it's inside." Feng Po reminded.

"Yeah." She nodded and put away her thoughts.

"Miss San, oh, no, Princess Duorong, here we are." Mama Huang realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly lowered her head to correct it.

Su Yueming smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, Mama Huang, the title is like floating clouds to me."

"Thank you Princess..." Mama Huang's heart relaxed a little, and she said, "If I want this old slave to go in with you, I think this young lady is crazy, I'm afraid she will do something to hurt you. "

But Su Yueming shook his head and said, "No need, I'll go in alone, Feng Po, you and others are waiting here, no one is allowed to come in without my permission."

"Yes, county lord."

Zijuan opened the door of the room, only to hear Su Baixi screaming and cursing one after another from inside, and all the demeanor in the past turned into an indescribable ugliness at this time.

That day, she was pregnant, but was thrown into the cold palace by Xuanyuan Qiche, and she tasted all kinds of tastes.

She smiled coldly, the expression on her face was like a sharp ice knife in winter, as if it wanted to cut people apart.

Holding the poison in his hand, he walked in, and saw that the ornaments on Su Baixi's head had fallen off during the struggle, the black hair was scattered, and the blood flowed down from the forehead, and the whole face was covered with blood, no one bandaged her, she was like crazy Wife, in a panic.

Seeing Su Yueming, she glanced back, but found no one else, so she snorted and said——

"You actually rushed someone here, Su Yueming, you underestimate me too much."

Su Yueming glanced at her, and said, "Why don't you dare, haven't you heard a saying, a phoenix that has shed its hair is not as good as a chicken, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

Su Baixi was irritated by her words, stood up, and said, "You bitch, do you think that you are noble when the emperor named you the princess of Duorong? Don't dream, you will never get rid of the fact that you were born lowly, your mother is A maid who washes my mother's feet!"

Su Yueming put the medicine bowl in his hand on the table beside him, and said, "To this day, you still don't know where you failed, and you are still complacent about your noble status. It's really sad and deplorable."

Su Baixi sneered, "Stop pretending to be clever here, Su Yueming, even if I fall from a high place, I will still be the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, and even if you reach a high place, you will still be a concubine who is looked down upon by others, it's sad The person is you."

Su Yueming shook his head, and sighed softly, "The reason why you are today is entirely your own fault. You are a concubine daughter who is high above you, and you are so beautiful that no one can match you, but why do you want to marry me, a concubine daughter?" You are narrow-minded, selfish, and cannot tolerate anyone, so even today, you will not be tolerated by anyone. "

Su Baixi was startled when she heard this, as if she was touched by something, but she quickly turned her face away and said, "No matter what, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson."

"No, I'm not here to teach you a lesson." Su Yueming said.

"Then what are you doing here?" Su Baixi stared at her fiercely, like a ghost, with his teeth and claws open, trying to strangle her to death.