"You...you..." She lowered her head again, and Xian'er had been dragged away like a dog by several guards. This was the fate of the woman Murong Canghai loved in the eyes of everyone.
A line of blood on the ground stretched from Su Yueming's eyes to the place where Xian'er's body disappeared.
This blood seemed to accuse Murong Canghai of being ruthless.
His guards all had expressionless faces. They had seen scenes a hundred times bloodier than this one, and this was nothing in their eyes.
But other people were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.
Su Yueming took a step back in despair, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground. She couldn't find his weakness, or the bargaining chip that could blackmail him!
This man seems to have no weaknesses. This is the scariest thing about him!
How can we find his weakness?
Su Yueming knew that she didn't have much time. Over the past few days, her health had been getting worse every day.
In her current state, she doesn't know if she can survive the third attack.
But it happened that God was against her.
Her body began to feel faint pain again, and she knew that this would be the third time the disease had occurred. The first two times had almost killed her.
She was shaking all over in pain, and her teeth were so swollen that they ached.
However, she couldn't, and she couldn't let anyone find out. She pinched the flesh around her waist with her hands, ordering herself to calm down and not show any signs of weakness.
However, the extremely powerful power of blood-sucking insects was beyond the control of a weak person like her.
"Yue'er, why are you..." Sensing her discomfort, the prince staggered, clutched his chest and gritted his teeth as he walked toward her. He was worried about her.
However, he was blocked by many guards.
Murong Canghai's face hardened, he walked over, bent down, and picked up Su Yueming from the ground. Only then did he realize that her body was stiff, her face was pale, her lips had been bitten, and her teeth were sunk into the lip flesh.
Beads of sweat wet his body.
"Sick?" His heart tightened. This was the first time he had seen her sick.
After hearing this, Murong Yunqing hurriedly walked over and took a look at her symptoms——
"That's right, you've committed a crime. Take him back to Mo Qingju!"
"What happened to Yue'er? What happened to Yue'er?" The prince then discovered that there was something wrong with Su Yueming's body, and he was eager to know the answer.
"It's none of your business!" Murong Canghai said to him coldly, "I will save her." Jealousy rose in his heart. He didn't want to see them sharing life and death, he didn't want to!
"No." After hearing this, Su Yueming raised her hand weakly, "I want the prince to be with me, and he can't go to that secret room again, otherwise... I would rather die, I would rather die."
As she said that, she couldn't help but the blood overflowed from her mouth, and it fell along the corners of her lips into Murong Canghai's palm, drop by drop, which was particularly dazzling.
Murong Canghai looked at the nearly dying man who was in pain in his arms. His eyes were as deep as a pool, and the water was as long as the pool.
"Yue'er, disease, what kind of disease is this..." The prince sighed deeply, and a trace of mist rose in his eyes as warm as a spring. She was in so much pain!
She was about to be unable to hold on anymore. She didn't have much time. If she didn't use the last moment to fight for the prince's chance to return to Dazhou, she might never have the chance.