"Where are you going?" Su Yueming had just stepped out when she heard the familiar cold voice.
She tightened her hands and hugged the prince even closer, feeling a chill in her heart like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
They saw Murong Canghai standing at the exit of the secret room. His face was like a glacier from the year before last, exuding a terrifying coldness. His eyes locked her pupils tightly.
Standing on either side of him were Murong Yunqing and Xian'er. Xian'er's eyes exuded a strong meaning.
Behind him, his soldiers held torches high in their hands, and the sizzling flames were burning in the air. The faces under the torches looked cold and ruthless, as if they were little devils waiting to be attacked.
The lives of these two of them.
Murong Canghai walked towards them step by step, and every step seemed to step on the softest place on her heart.
The prince endured the pain of physical destruction, and waved the long sleeves of his white robe, blocking Su Yueming from Murong Canghai's sight. He hid the pain, and there was fearless affection in his eyes——
"Murong Canghai, everything is just a grudge between you and me and has nothing to do with Yue'er. You, let her go free."
But Murong Canghai didn't have the prince in his eyes at all, and he never glanced at him from beginning to end.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and the cold arc exuded an elusive message, causing Su Yueming to take a step back.
She discovered that she was afraid of him. She was actually afraid of him. After her rebirth, he was the only man who could make her feel scared.
But she couldn't let him see the cowardice in her heart. She deliberately raised her chin slightly, as if fighting him, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at the ruby dagger he was accustomed to wearing around his waist.
He walked up to her, raised his hand, and touched her face inch by inch as if lovingly, and he said coldly——
"You shouldn't be here, Princess. Come, take Princess back."
"Yes." Several guards holding torches held her like a prisoner and took her away from here.
"Let go, I'll go by myself." She shook off their potential and walked forward expressionlessly.
"Yue'er." The prince shouted.
Su Yueming turned around and saw the prince's eyes full of sadness, and her heart ached. She tried her best to raise a smile, and then turned around.
This smile fell into Murong Canghai's eyes and hurt him deeply!
When Su Yueming passed by Murong Canghai, she stopped and looked at him, "You..." She spoke, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
"How?" Murong Canghai tilted his body slightly towards her.
However, suddenly and unexpectedly, Su Yueming snatched the dagger from Murong Canghai's waist as quickly as possible. When she pulled the dagger out of the scabbard, she tilted her hand and the sharp blade tore through his robe.
, pierced his skin, and blood flowed out with a pop.
"Brother..." Murong Yunqing walked over in a few steps and quickly tore off a corner of his robe to stop the bleeding place for him.
Seeing this, Su Yueming was stunned for a moment and her eyes froze, but after a moment, she gritted her teeth and ran as fast as possible towards Xian'er, who was always with her, while everyone was worried about Murong Canghai's wounds.