"Ah..." Hearing a muffled cry, Murong Canghai flicked back, and the jade flute in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Big brother..." Murong Yunqing stepped forward to support Murong Canghai with a solemn expression, he could strongly feel that the temperature on big brother's body was now unusually high, like a hot iron, making his palms feel hot.

Looking at his usually evil and handsome face, it is now as pale as paper, with black bloodshots on his lips, and his eyes are black and blue.

It is appalling!

"Take a break first." He panted heavily.

The blood curse was more terrifying than he had imagined, but after blowing a small part, the true energy in his body rushed wildly, which made him unable to control it for a while.

Murong Yunqing supported him and brought him to his resting place. He leaned on the edge of the bed, feeling exhausted.

"Brother, wipe your face." Murong Yunqing personally fetched warm water, twisted the handkerchief, let Murong Canghai wipe his face, and brought tea soup for him to drink.

After about two hours, he finally regained his vitality.

"How do you feel now?" Murong Yunqing asked tightly, her eyes were full of worry.

Murong Canghai stood up, closed his eyes, luckily, and said after a while——

"It's okay, let's do it again."

"No!" Murong Yunqing stopped, "I just recovered, wait until tomorrow to play again, I won't allow you to take any more risks."

"There's no time to delay!" Murong Canghai couldn't help saying, turned on the blood curse again, and began to play it.

The blood-sucking worm was going to kill someone, but after 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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Both sides of the road leading to the Beiyuan Prince's Mansion were full of common people. They looked at the other side of the road and saw that the old general Pei Shinian, whose hair and beard were nearly gray, had his hands tied behind his back, his arms were bare, and his body was covered with The thorn vine, the thorn pierced into his skin, and there were bloodstains all over his body.

At this moment, he was walking step by step towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion in the North Courtyard.

His face was serious, and his eyes were full of shame and resentment.

The common people talked a lot, and they all speculated privately why the old general wanted to plead guilty to the King of the North Courtyard.

"This old general must have done something unbearable." Someone said.

"But no matter what, the old general is also the biological father of the empress. In the national battle of our Great Qin Dynasty, why doesn't the prince give the empress some face?" Someone echoed.

At this moment, a man in a black shirt mingled into the crowd at some point, he lowered his head, pretending to be mysterious and said——

"You don't know, this time, it wasn't the old general who offended the prince, but the old general who offended the prince's concubine."

Everyone in the world loves to gossip. When someone said this, the people around immediately gathered around and asked——

"How do you say that? Who is that concubine who can 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 the Princess Duorong of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have seen that princess. She gave birth to a fish and a wild goose, a moon and a shameful flower, and she has a monster aura. It is no wonder that the prince will protect her. Hey, the hero is sad and the beauty is closed. .” The man said, sighing heavily, with a serious expression on his face.

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