"Have a good rest and someone will take care of you. But I don't understand your behavior today. If you still want to see Xuanyuan Qihuang, you'd better not act rashly again, otherwise, I will let you both die together."
He said coldly, without any emotion in his voice, and he never mentioned at all that he risked his life to play the blood spell to save her from pain.
"Did you save me?" However, Su Yueming asked.
Although she fell asleep from the pain, she could still feel that the attack lasted not that long and her body was not in so much pain. If someone hadn't helped her, this would have been impossible, because she didn't get sick again.
There will be one more layer of pain.
Murong Canghai turned his back and stared forward with his deep evil eyes, saying, "Your life is mine. Only I can decide when you will die. I saved you just to tell you this. Don't think that
, I have nothing to hate for you."
Su Yueming couldn't see his face and didn't know what expression Murong Canghai had on his face at this moment.
After saying that, he had already walked out, leaving her with a lonely and proud back.
"..." Su Yueming opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but he had already disappeared around the corner of the door.
Murong Yunqing stepped forward and said, "Your body is seriously injured, please rest."
Su Yueming held his sleeve with one hand and asked, "He saved me with a blood curse, right?"
Murong Yunqing's face looked a little ugly, and he said bluntly, "You only care about that Prince Zhou, don't you? What does it matter who saves you?"
He really saved her!
"Tell me, what are the dangers of blowing the blood curse? Yes, will you die?" Su Yueming held on to Murong Yunqing, not allowing him to leave, and insisted.
When asking this question, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Murong Yunqing stared deeply at the woman in front of him, but in the end he only sighed heavily and said -
"Just rest, don't let that hard work go to waste."
With that said, Murong Yunqing also left without giving her any answer. She stared at the empty door and felt a twitch in her heart.
Texue and Qingchen were ordered to come in and wait on her. They asked her how she woke up and stopped hurting, but they kept silent no matter how she asked. They only said that the prince had ordered her to rest and not move.
And about the prince——
It turned out that after he fell off the cliff to save Su Yueming, his muscles and veins were severed, his legs and bones were severely injured, and his internal organs were seriously damaged. After Murong Canghai captured him, he was imprisoned in the secret room of the palace. When Su Yueming found out, he had actually
Extremely ill.
Murong Canghai agreed to her and allowed Prince Zhou to live in Mo Qingju to recuperate, but he would never allow them to meet.
The prince's room was heavily guarded and no one could approach it at will.
Su Yueming could only stand outside the door, leaning against the wall, and say these words to him.
When she came to the door, two cold guards stretched out their long knives to block her way. She heard a suppressed cough coming from inside——
"Is Yue'er here?" After a violent cough, she heard the prince's voice, "Are you feeling better? Did Murong Canghai make things difficult for you? Cough cough cough..." There was another heartbreaking cough.
.
"Yes, Your Highness, it's me here." Su Yueming stood in front of the two shining long knives, his eyes were obviously sad, but there was a smile on his face, "I'm fine. What about you, are you feeling better?"