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

"Yue'er..." Seeing that Su Yueming turned back from danger, the crown prince had an anxious expression on his face, and hated himself even more for not being able to protect her at the moment.

Murong Canghai looked at her, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Ah..." Xian'er was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, and her face, which was as pink and tender as a peach blossom, was suddenly pale, and big drops of sweat flowed down her cheeks. She looked at Su Yueming in horror, "You, what do you want? ,How about it?"

Su Yueming's dagger was pressed against her face, but with a little force, the blade pierced a corner——

"Let us go, otherwise, I will destroy your concubine."

Everyone knows that Miss Xian'er is his favorite person recently, because even if he knew that he secretly sued Pei Shinian that day, saying that Pei Nanshuang's injury was done on purpose, he didn't accuse her too much, and she would know it. Xian'er must be extraordinary in his mind.

Xian'er felt that there was blood on her face, she was so frightened that she was about to faint, she was trembling all over, she was dying, her body was limp, as if she would die at any moment, she looked at Murong Canghai with lovely and pitiful eyes——

"My lord, my lord, save Xian'er, save Xian'er, my face...my face..."

She hated Su Yueming to death in her heart, she was so cruel that she ruined her face!

"Let me and the prince go!" She greeted him coldly, but she found that he didn't feel the slightest bit of nervousness, even, he was still making fun of her coldly, and she suddenly felt a little weak in the hand holding the dagger.

"Hehe..." He really smiled, but this smile made Xian'er feel as if her whole body had fallen into a cold deep pool, and even her bones felt cold, because only she knew that there was no pity for her in his smile.

"My lord..." But she prayed, praying that he would still cherish her life, but he seemed indifferent.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit Su Yueming's arm fiercely——

"Bitch, it's you who deserves to be damned!" She cursed Su Yueming viciously.

"Hoo..." I saw that Murong Canghai's hand was drawn back, and he casually pulled the hidden weapon on Murong Yunqing's body. Without even blinking his eyes, the deadly hidden weapon flew towards Xian'er, impartially, stuck in her throat.

"..." Xian'er was unable to make a sound until she died.

"..." Su Yueming trembled, and watched Xian'er fall down in front of her, silently, she looked at the person who fell on the ground in disbelief.

She tightly grasped the hidden weapon that pierced her throat with both hands, and her wide-open eyes were full of nostalgia and sorrow for Murong Canghai. To the end of her life, she refused to believe that it was the prince who killed him with his own hands.

She stopped breathing, let go of the concealed weapon, and hung down, her hands dripping with blood.

The blood flowed out of her throat like a spring, and soon, her whole body was soaked in blood.

There was a fainting smell of blood in the air.

Everyone was also terrified by the tragic scene in front of them, and all of them dared not even vent their anger.

Only Murong Canghai didn't feel the slightest wave of emotion from the beginning to the end.

"You..." This is a person who has been cruel to her, Su Yueming's hand holding the dagger trembled, "She is your concubine."

"Damn her," he said.

"……you like her."

"She can't afford it," he said.

"You...you..." She lowered her head again, and Xian'er had been dragged away by several guards like a dog. This was the fate of the woman Murong Canghai loved in the eyes of everyone.

Su Yueming's body went limp and fell to the ground, and flowers fell from her body.