The queen is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 37
Su Xuanchen closed his eyes fiercely, his temples throbbed violently, and his chest continued to rise and fall.

If he stayed any longer, Su Xuanchen was really afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and strangle her to death.

whoosh-

Su Qing only felt a sharp wind blowing past her ears, and when she opened her eyes to look again, only the windows were left wide open.

Su Qing stared blankly...

1, 2, 3...

"Hahahahaha...hahaha..." Su Qing suddenly knelt on the ground, laughing so loudly that the ghosts and gods were crying!
Chun Yu and the others stood outside the door, the corners of their mouths twitching slightly. .

Qi Yue just pushed the door open and entered, but saw Su Qing kneeling on the ground trembling, coupled with this devilish laughter and a large area of ​​bright red behind her.

Qi Yue took it for granted that Su Qing was greatly stimulated.

He hurried over and helped Su Qing up: "Your Highness, Your Highness, you..." What's wrong?
Su Qing raised her head with Qi Yue's strength, her eyes were narrowed, and her eight white teeth were facing Qi Yue's face.

Qi Yue supported her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, with some doubts in her clear eyes: "Your Highness, are you not in pain?" He could clearly see that the blood on her back had soaked her clothes.

Su Qing suddenly stopped smiling, and barely closed her mouth. She looked at Qi Yue with a distorted face, her lips trembling: "Quick...quickly help me back to lie down."

Qi Yue raised the tails of her eyes, and secretly complained in her heart, "I'm making you angry!"

Wanting to think about it, Qi Yue still picked up Su Qing neatly and walked quickly to the bed.

Su Qing lay on the bed again with a pale complexion, her heart flustered with depression, and Chinese medicine said that happiness and sadness are true.

"Hurry up... go and call Yao Lao!" Su Qing's forehead was covered with sweat, and she only now knew what kind of pain it is to tear a wound.

Qi Yue's face darkened in an instant: "Your Highness, you opened your mouth so wide just now, what are you laughing about?"

Su Qing: "..." She is in pain now, she doesn't want to mention just now, okay?
But he couldn't yell at Qi Yue, so he could only look at Qi Yue pitifully: "Yue'er, I have a burning pain in my back, do you have the heart to see me like this?"

Qi Yue is not Su Xuanchen, and after all, he can't be as cruel as him. When Su Qing did this, his heart softened instantly.

Quickly coaxing Su Qing in a low voice: "Just before I came in, I had already ordered people to rush to Yaolaoge."

Su Qing nodded, she really is a good boy, much better than that pious bastard.

Qi Yue sighed lightly, and smoothed her black hair to avoid touching the wound.

It's not that he didn't know that Su Xuanchen went out from here just now, and it was precisely because he knew that he was so frightened that his heart stopped suddenly.

Who knew, when he came in, he looked like this, which was really annoying.

This compartment—

Su Xuanchen quickly put on his pants, and hurried back to the house in a panic.The servants only felt a figure flash by, but when they looked up again, there was no sign.

The door was slammed shut, and Su Xuanchen was lying on the table with disheveled hair, panting heavily.

A pair of eyes are full of fury!
Su Qing! !
Gritting his teeth and chanting this name, Su Xuanchen was still trembling slightly, his old face burned badly.

He would never admit that this was the first time he was so close to a woman.

Picking up the small teapot on the table, Su Xuanchen suddenly raised his head and poured down a pot of cold water.

It was only then that the anger in his head subsided slightly.

Sufangzhai——

Yao Lao didn't come over, but the little drug boy beside Qi Yue came over and helped her change her medicine together with Qi Yue.

After Su Qing frowned and endured it, she fell asleep again in a daze. It was a blessing in disguise, and she escaped a catastrophe.

Qi Yue stood by the bed, staring blankly at her alluring face, holding an iron fan with strong bones to fan the wind for her.

Her thin lips parted slightly, and she muttered to herself: "Your Highness, why are you so different from before?"

(End of this chapter)