"Ah..." Only a muffled shout was heard, Murong Canghai jumped back, and the jade flute in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"Brother..." Murong Yunqing stepped forward to help Murong Canghai with a solemn expression. He could strongly feel that the temperature on his eldest brother's body was now unusually high, like a hot soldering iron, making his palms feel hot.
Looking at his normally charming and handsome face, he was now as pale as paper, with black blood streaks on his lips, and his eyes were black and blue.
How horrifying!
"Take a rest first." He breathed heavily and said.
This blood curse was more terrifying than he imagined, but after blowing only a small part, the true energy in his body surged, making him unable to control it for a moment.
Murong Yunqing supported him and helped him to his resting place. He leaned on the edge of the bed, feeling like he was exhausted.
"Brother, wipe your face." Murong Yunqing personally brought warm water, twisted the handkerchief, and asked Murong Canghai to wipe his face. He also brought tea soup for him to drink.
After about two hours, he finally regained his strength.
"How do you feel now?" Murong Yunqing asked tightly, with worry in his eyes.
Murong Canghai stood up, closed his eyes, and said after a moment -
"It's okay, let's do it again."
"No!" Murong Yunqing stopped him, "I have just recovered. Wait until tomorrow to blow up. I won't allow you to take any more risks."
"There is no time to waste!" Murong Canghai couldn't help but said, he opened the blood curse again and started playing it.
Blood-sucking insects are trying to kill a person, but after only a few times, when he looked down at Su Yueming's body, he found that her blood vessels had changed color and her figure had lost a lot of weight. Her time was running out.
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People were standing on both sides of the road leading to the Beiyuan Palace. They looked at the other end of the road and saw the old general Pei Shinian, whose hair and beard were almost gray, with his hands tied behind his back, shirtless, and wrapped around his body.
The thorns thorns dug into his skin, and there were blood marks everywhere on his body.
At this moment, he was walking step by step towards the gate of the North Courtyard Prince's Mansion.
His face was solemn, and his eyes were full of shame and anger.
The people were talking a lot, secretly guessing why the old general wanted to plead guilty to the king of Beiyuan.
"This old general must have done something terrible," someone said.
"But no matter what, the old general is also the biological father of the empress. Why doesn't the prince give the empress any face in our great Qin Dynasty's national war?" Someone else echoed.
At this time, a man in a black shirt slipped into the crowd at some point. He lowered his head and pretended to be mysterious -
"You don't know something. This time, it's not the old general who has offended the prince, but the old general who has offended the prince's concubine."
Everyone in the world loves gossip. When someone said this, everyone around them immediately gathered around and asked -
"How can I say this? Who kind of person is that beloved concubine? She can actually let the prince protect her like this."
The man in black seemed to be afraid of being heard, and said in a deep voice——
"She is Princess Duorong of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have seen that princess. She gave birth to Chen Yu Luo Yan. She is shy of the moon and flowers. She has quite an evil spirit. It is no wonder that the prince will protect her. Alas, it is sad for a hero to be a beauty.
." The man said, sighing heavily with a solemn expression.
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