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

But Su Yueming didn't seem to have heard the conversation between them. She trembled and touched his face with her fingertips. His face was so icy and cold, and the temperature left by her fingertips was not enough to warm him.

His injury was much worse than she imagined.

The hazy tears pooled in her eyes, her eyes were red, she had to use a lot of strength to swallow the tears back, she opened her mouth, but her tone seemed cold——

"Murong Canghai, I'm Su Yueming, just listen carefully, if you die like this, I won't sympathize with you at all, let alone feel sad for you, I'll just laugh at you..."

"You!" Hearing Su Yueming's words, Pei Nanshuang was furious, and was about to rush up and tear her clothes, but was stopped by Ying Lie, who stomped her feet vigorously in anger, and looked at Su Yueming with gritted teeth.

Su Yueming continued, "I laughed at you, the majestic king of the North Courtyard, the god of war in the Central Plains, who fell into the hands of a woman so easily. I won't feel guilty, and I won't miss you, in my heart , you will be like a puff of smoke, blown away, there will be nothing left, will not leave any mark, I will soon forget your name..."

What she said was so cold, ruthless, and the people around her were so angry that they wanted to rush up and kill her!

But no, she is the one invited by the Queen to wake up the King of the North Courtyard!

"Murong Canghai, on the day my Prince Zhou ascends the throne, I will stand by his side, and you have already turned into a pile of bones..."

At this time, the stiff fingers of the person on the bed moved suddenly. Although the movement was so slight, it still couldn't escape Yinglie's eyes. He said excitedly——

"It's moving, the prince's hand is moving! Quick, call the doctor!"

This man, who had been in a severe coma for several days, actually showed signs of waking up. Everyone in the room showed a look of relief, and they were even more surprised that the woman in front of them had such great magic power.

Su Yueming covered his chest with his fingers, blinked his eyes, lowered his head, and saw Murong Canghai's fingers wrapped in white cloth move twice again.

She took a deep breath, and there was a smile on her face that almost no one could detect.

Empress Pei and Pei Nanshuang were also overjoyed. Empress Pei said, "Great, Uncle Huang has finally responded. Hurry up and invite all the doctors in."

The doctors accompanying the army hurried in, and they formed a circle in front of Murong Canghai's bed, diagnosing him in detail, while Su Yueming was still sitting beside him, also staring at the doctors.

At this moment, Pei Nanshuang seemed to have thought of something suddenly, she secretly took Queen Pei's hand while no one was paying attention, stood on tiptoe, and said in her ear——

"Sister, in my opinion..."

I don't know what she said. At first, Empress Pei showed a disapproving expression on her face, and then seemed to be a little contradictory and entangled.

Pei Nanshuang guessed that her sister had moved her mind, so she leaned forward again and said something. Finally, Empress Pei nodded, tightened the handkerchief in her hand, and nodded to express her agreement with Pei Nanshuang's opinion.

In this room, the doctors checked one by one, and the last doctor walked up to Queen Pei and said——

"Your Majesty, although the prince's pulse is still disordered, there are already signs of survival."