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

The pear blossom wine was shockingly clear, mellow and alluring, but it was actually a thousand years old poison, a trap she had set for another man.

Fiercely, severely pierced his heart.

Even her last rescue was for self-protection... and she didn't have the slightest nostalgia or reluctance for him. All her affection was given to that other man.

Xian'er held the wine glass in both hands, and handed it to Murong Canghai with tenderness, saying——

"My lord, please use it."

Looking at the eyes behind the veil, a surge of anger rose from the soles of his feet, and he flicked——

"Ah!" Xian'er yelled softly, staggered backwards, and fell to the ground. The wine glass fell and rolled to the corner of the table, and the frighteningly concocted pear blossom wine immediately spilled on the floor.

Xian'er's hand was also scalded by the hot wine, and it turned red immediately, and she shed tears from the pain. She was terrified, and looked timidly at the angry man in front of her——

"My lord, did Xian'er do something wrong that made you angry, Xian'er knew it was wrong, Xian'er knew it was wrong..."

Xian'er wept pitifully, her pitiful eyes were enough to break a man's will.

"My lord, I'm Qingchen from Mo Qingju, something happened to the princess..."

At this moment, an eager female voice came from outside the yard, Xian'er was startled, and immediately looked at Murong Canghai, extremely nervous.

what? !

When Murong Canghai heard about Su Yueming, he stood up abruptly, and immediately walked out——

"My lord..." Xian'er called out weakly, with a hurt look in her eyes.

Qingchen knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said——

"The princess doesn't know what's wrong, suddenly it hurts a lot, my lord, please go over and have a look, I'm afraid that something will happen to the princess..."

Murong Canghai walked out in a hurry, his feet were stained with pear blossom wine, the soles of his shoes were immediately wet, a strong fragrance of pear blossom wine lingered all over his body, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Xian'er's eyes lit up immediately, and her hands clenched into fists.

Murong Canghai's face turned cold, the original eager expression disappeared, and he said lightly——

"If you feel unwell, you can just call the doctor. The king will not return to the palace today."

The prince is so indifferent!Could it be that, as the servants said, all his love for Princess Dazhou was taken away by this Xianer who sold himself to bury his father?

"But..." After hearing what Murong Canghai said, Qingchen wanted to say something else.

Xian'er's maid had already walked out, unable to hide her distaste for Qingchen, and said——

"My lord said, I'm going to rest here today, this sister should hurry back and ask for a doctor for your master."

Qingchen raised her head and gave the maid a hard look. There was no other way, the prince had already spoken, and it was the greatest mercy to ask the doctor, so she had to run back in a hurry.

When Murong Canghai turned his head, Xian'er on the ground gave a low cry——

"My lord..."

Murong Canghai walked towards her, her veil fell a little, revealing the unexpected eyes.

He bent down, raised his hand, and lifted the veil up so that only the eyes could be seen again, and he raised his hand to cover her forehead again.

Xian'er blinked her eyes, a crystal teardrop slipped down, she raised the back of her hand that was scalded by the wine, and carefully pulled Murong Canghai's clothes——

Those eyes, those tears... were heartbreaking.

Murong Canghai's throat moved, he bent down suddenly, picked her up horizontally, and walked quickly inside.

"My lord..." A sweet smile appeared on Xian'er's face, this hand was not injured in vain.