The queen concubine please

Chapter 173 Confused: Is there a man who is so obsessed with you?

The black gold and black clothes fluttered on the roof, he hugged her so tightly and refused to let go, she was stunned, the dagger pierced into his body, the wind passed, she seemed to hear that sound...

Suddenly, her heart was pumped violently, some liquid splashed onto her hand, and she finally let go of the hand holding the dagger, knowing that it was his blood.

She let him hug and kiss her, but she was completely stunned in place.

His domineering words are still ringing in my ears, I don't know how to love, but I want her, Situ Mo, there are so many women who love you, but you would rather die than want me?

Her brain was bombarded one after another, she was a little dizzy, all she could see in her mind was his figure after time travel, every expression, but he was always by her side.

Even a few times, his life was in her hands. Do you really not believe that she will kill him?
She was a little confused. In this world, is there a man who is so persistent for you?And you, should you believe it?

Chu Feiyang seemed to go away with the wind at that moment, leaving only the man in front of him who was exactly the same as him, but in a completely different state of mind.

How could he be doing compensation for the afterlife?He didn't know those things at all, he was him, they, two people...

He finally let go of her lips powerlessly, but still hugged her, his face was pale, her wound was not vital, but deep, the entire hilt of the knife pierced in, even though he was strong in martial arts, he still couldn't hold on and fell limp Body.

"Situ Mo!" She shouted in shock, almost not daring to look under him. She has killed many people, and she has never softened her heart, not even blinking her eyes.

But now, even her hands are trembling, and her heart is surging. She cares about him, and she doesn't want him to die.

"Shuang'er, you are so cruel." He pulled her arm tightly and smiled weakly, his teasing voice was full of fatigue, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Ling Feishuang stretched out his arms to hug him, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, the dark gold robes were untied, and he was lying on her half-kneeling lap, weaker than ever before.

She was a little flustered, an emotion she had never felt before, and quickly glanced at his wound, the blood was flowing unstoppably, she didn't know how to tap acupuncture points, but she didn't dare to pull out the knife rashly.

(End of this chapter)