Crossover Rebirth: Black Abandoned Concubine Causes the King's Love

Ling qianer won't listen to Gong Murong. She has noticed that this person won't do anything to herself. He seems to cherish the master of this body.

In this way, she can only gamble now. She can only take her own life against him. If he really loves her, she will save her. She wants freedom, not this constraint.

The scissors have been stabbed in. Ling qianer doesn't understand why she should be so stupid in the end. It's still her who suffers in the end. She can't regret it, but it has happened. Fortunately, she has mastered the strength, and the stabbing is not deep or shallow. It's just right.

The scissors pierced down, and Ling qianer could not help scolding herself thousands of times:

"Shit, you're such a fool. You've really been stabbed in. It hurts to death. Your head is so dizzy. Don't stab the artery, or you may really have to play chess and drink tea with the king of hell. Your head is so dizzy."

Before he could finish muttering, Gong Murong looked at his sweetheart's slow decline, took a fierce flying step, hugged Ling qianer, and immediately shouted to the palace maids and eunuchs around him;

"What are you doing? Hurry up, doctor Xuan!"

Gong Murong watched the blood on Ling qianer's neck slowly flow down and more and more. The collar of her neck had been dyed red. Looking at this dazzling red, he scolded himself thousands of times. He looked nervous and worried. Looking at Ling qianer, he was afraid that she would sleep like this and kept saying:

"Qian'er, open your eyes and see Gu. As long as you don't close your eyes and don't go to sleep, Gu promised to take you out and take you out to play."

Ling qianer lay in his arms and felt his tension and worry about her. In his arms, she suddenly felt a sense of security. This feeling made her nostalgic and obsessed. I don't know how long later, she felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. She couldn't help but force herself to say to Gong Murong:

"Let me go. I don't even know your name. I don't know you at all. You must have recognized the wrong person. I'm so sleepy. I can't open my eyes. Just let me sleep for a while, please."

Gong Murong felt a cold sweat on his back when she said so, and kept shaking his head:

"No, qian'er, you don't remember me. It doesn't matter. When I met you, it was when I was a child. My father visited Ling's house. Do you still remember this handkerchief?"

Then he took out a small pink handkerchief from his arms and said:

"At that time, Gu Nong's face was dirty. It was qian'er. You used this handkerchief to wipe things off his face. Later, you gave this handkerchief to Gu. Don't you remember these? Gu didn't tell you Gu's name at that time. Gu now tells you that Gu's surname is gong Murong. Together, it is Gong Murong. Do you remember now?"

Ling qian'er's consciousness became more and more blurred. She didn't know this. She just made a slight "um" sound and went to sleep. Alas, do you want such dog blood? I still put a handkerchief on me when I was a child. It seems that Gong Murong is also a sentimental creature.

At this time, all the imperial doctors in the imperial palace imperial hospital came. After Gong Murong took Ling qianer back to the bedroom, the imperial doctors began diagnosis and treatment. The imperial doctors in Gong Murong's bedroom were busy shaking hands and feet. They had never seen their king so nervous a daughter. Each one was careful and fearful. After being bandaged by the imperial doctors, Ling qianer's blood was finally stopped. Gong Murong was relieved, but she was still nervous for fear that she would faint.