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Chapter 225: Death 3

Qian Chang couldn't bear it, so she walked over cautiously. Just as she was about to touch Su Yi, she was swung away by Su Yi. Qian Chang stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Su Yi, what nonsense!" Qi Ye shouted fiercely, stepped forward and looked at Qian Shang quickly, and after making sure that nothing happened to her, he looked at Hong Yi: "What's going on!"

The tone was a bit vicious, and Hongyi's heart trembled. Qiye had never spoken to her like this before!

"Your Majesty, my concubine just took the prince away according to your order. She said that she would wait for my sister to get better before sending her back so that she could recuperate. But who knew that my sister didn't say anything and came up with a hairpin to stab me?"

As the red man spoke, he stretched out his wrist. The scarlet color on it was very dazzling.

Qiye frowned, looking a little bored, "Go and take the child to the queen."

Su Yi screamed: "No one can take my child away, otherwise I will kill you, kill you!"

In the palm of his hand, the blood-stained hairpin was waving randomly, looking a little broken.

I don’t know who it was, but whispered: “Your Majesty, you seem to be crazy!”

One sentence, like a big thunder, exploded. Qiye frowned, and after a long time, he said: "Let the imperial doctor take a look!"

The imperial doctor came in quickly and comforted him for a long time before Su Yi stretched out his hand and took the opportunity to take the child away.

After the imperial doctor finished reading, he bowed his head in compliment to Qiye and said, "Your Majesty is a bit mentally disturbed."

Qian Shang shook her body, and then looked at Su Yi with a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

She didn't know what happened next, but she knew that Su Yi's screams were very harsh, and she shouted one after another: "I'm not crazy, change my child!"


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