stocking the prince to death

Chapter 472

Listening to Mei Qinghan's words, a suspicious blush flashed across Mo Qi's face.

But at the same time, she hesitated.

Direct bridal chamber?

Then isn't she going to expose?

As if seeing Mo Qi's hesitation, Mei Qinghan sighed, "No one wants to force you..." He is not willing to force her either!

only……

Ji Ruyue's curse?

Mei Qinghan lowered her brows and eyes, and a trace of tangle and distress flashed across her face like a snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain.

If possible, he would not send his beloved woman to someone else's bed.

Even if that person is his only relative!
But what can I do?
Mei Qinghan smiled wryly, "Without Feng Jie, Ji Ruyue would not live to be 30 years old!"

"..." Mo Qi's face was a little pale, and the smell of blood in the space stimulated her brain, she hesitated, "Is there... no other way?"

Mei Qinghan twitched the corners of his mouth, his dark eyes gradually deepened, and his cold voice sounded, "That curse itself is a mortal situation, and the only consequence is death!"

His words were like a thunderbolt, hitting Mo Qi directly, and Mo Qi's heart ached unknowingly.

I feel sorry for what happened to Ji Ruyue!

Now she can't wait to slap herself!

Ji Ruyue treats her so well, what else is she dissatisfied with?
It's not just exposure!As long as Ji Ruyue doesn't blame her, why should she worry?
Moreover, her current hesitation will not only aggravate Ji Ruyue's pain, but may even make Ji Ruyue... die!

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Qi felt as if her heart was pinched by something, tightly wrapped around her, making her breathless.

Mo Qi's eyes were serious, and her voice unconsciously sank, "I..."

"His Royal Highness!" Yue Huo's figure suddenly flashed, and his face was marked with obvious surprise, "Master is saved!"

Mo Qi: "...???" She was a little confused...

Similarly, Mei Qinghan was also in a daze, but in just a moment, he turned into the high-ranking son Qinghan again, he frowned, "What's wrong?"

Yue Huo seemed to have just remembered something, his face turned pale, and he looked at Mo Qi unconsciously with a bit of guilt.

Mo Qi: "Say!"

Yuehuo looked at Mei Qinghan hesitantly, as if he was considering whether he could talk about this matter.

Seeing this, Mo Qi twitched the corners of her mouth, and turned around without waiting for them to speak, "Forget it, tell me, I'll go and see Xiao Yueyue!"

Mo Qi's voice is very light, but only those who are familiar with her can hear the dullness in her words.

The moment the door was pushed open, a strong smell of blood came to the nostrils, which was more than ten times concentrated than the smell at the door just now!
Mo Qi's footsteps paused, but then he walked directly into the room.

Opening the bead curtain, the picture inside made her breathless!
I saw that Ji Ruyue's black clothes were extremely messy, and from Mo Qi's angle, he could just see a few dark spots oozing from Ji Ruyue's clothes.

She knew it was blood without even guessing!

The blood oozing from the bones gradually soaked through the skin, and then spread on the clothes.

Mo Qi's breathing sank, and her eyes turned red unconsciously.

She stared blankly, a thousand words could not be worth the scene in front of her.

Distressed too hard to breathe!
Long black hair hung down like ink, Ji Ruyue was chained to a big pillar, her face was lowered, but she showed her pale and bloodless profile.

He was surrounded by a demonic aura, surrounded by black air.

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(End of this chapter)