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

The grandeur and luxury of this palace are enough to demonstrate Murong Canghai's power in the Great Qin Dynasty.

With a domineering smile on his face, he raised his hand slightly, and all the guards backed away with a slap, and stood in two rows.

"This palace is my wedding gift to you. You don't like to be disturbed. You moved here to live after marriage. You are the only mistress here forever."

Murong Canghai's confession was like a long deep sea, and Su Yueming fell into it, unable to extricate himself.

He cast his affection into a cage and enclosed her in it.

She raised her head and looked forward, only to see that the jade road under her feet stretched far away. Outside the palace stood a towering pagoda, and the fiery red clouds on the pagoda faced the peacock on the palace far away...

"Why?" Su Yueming looked at him, "Why me?"

Murong Canghai turned his head, stared at the woman in the blue shirt in front of him, ran his fingers through her black hair, stroked her face, and said——

"Because is you."

Because it is her!

He took her hand, took out an exquisite small box from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Su Yueming's hand.

"What is this?" She looked at the small box in her palm and opened it curiously.Inside the box, there is a gilt-dotted emerald walking rocker, which is exquisite and luxurious.

Su Yueming raised his eyes, his eyes were full of doubts, he didn't seem to be a man who would take the initiative to buy gifts for women.

"Buy it at will. If you like it, you can wear it. If you don't like it, you can give it to the servant." Murong Canghai said casually.

Su Yueming lightly brushed the step shaker with his hand, closed the box again, put the box in his sleeve, and said——

"I will wear it."

The expression on Murong Canghai's face seemed to brighten all of a sudden, and he said, "It's fine if you like it, it's getting late, let's go back home."

After saying that, he hugged Su Yueming and got on the horse.

On the galloping horse, Su Yueming turned her head and looked at the palace that was gradually moving away. What she could see seemed to be an illusory dream.

"Did the emperor call you into the palace to make things difficult for you?" On the horseback, his voice was close to his ears.

Su Yueming shook her head, "No, I said I didn't have a natal family, so I was given a wedding dress." So far, she still has a feeling of incompatibility in her heart, she can't forget what Queen Pei did, But when she returned home, she carefully checked the material and sewing of the wedding dress, and found nothing wrong with it.

"The emperor can't think of such a thoughtful thing." Murong Canghai's voice sounded a little cold.

Su Yueming raised his head and saw his cold chin and the indifferent expression on his face.

Back at the palace, just after entering the door, Su Yueming saw several doctors who were in charge of treating the prince passing by, her heart tightened——

Something happened to the prince?

"My lord..." Seeing them coming in, several doctors quickly knelt down, greeted them, and raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

"Is the prince bad?" Su Yueming asked tightly, his heart skipping a beat.

The leader, Doctor Lin, glanced at Murong Canghai, hesitant to speak.

"Speak." Murong Canghai saw Su Yueming's nervous expression, and said calmly.

"Yes, my lord, the prince of Zhou... I'm afraid, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive." The doctor said, carefully avoiding it.

what? !

After hearing this, Su Yueming staggered all over, his body was unstable, and his face suddenly turned pale.