Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

The momentum and luxury of this palace are enough to demonstrate Murong Canghai's power in the Qin Dynasty.

He showed a domineering smile on his face, raised his hand slightly, and the guards all retreated and stood in two rows with a whistle.

"This palace is my wedding ceremony for you. You don't like to disturb me. After the marriage, you will move here to live. You are the only mistress here forever."

Murong Canghai's confession was like a long deep sea, which made Su Yueming fall into it and couldn't extricate himself.

He cast his affection into a cage and enclosed her in it.

She looked up and looked forward. She saw that the jade road under her feet stretched to the distance. Outside the palace was a towering pagoda. The red auspicious clouds on the tower were facing the peacocks in the palace...

"Why?" Su Yueming looked at him, "Why is it me?"

Murong Canghai turned around and stared at the woman in orchid shirt in front of him. His fingers passed through her black hair, rubbed her face, and said—

"Because it's you."

Because it's her!

He took her hand, took out an exquisite small box from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Su Yueming's hand.

"What is this?" She looked at the small box in her palm and opened it curiously. Inside the box was a piece of gilded green stairs, exquisite and luxurious.

Su Yueming raised her eyes, her eyes full of doubts. He seemed not a man who would take the initiative to buy gifts for women.

"Buy it casually. If you like it, wear it. If you don't like it, give it to the servants." Murong Canghai said casually.

Su Yueming gently brushed his hand on the shaking, covered the box again, put the box into his sleeve, and said—

“I will wear it.”

The expression on Murong Canghai's face seemed to suddenly become clear, and he said, "Just like it, it's getting late, start and go home."

As he said that, he hugged Su Yueming and got on the horse.

As soon as the horse was galloping, Su Yueming turned around and looked towards the gradually moving away palace. All she could see seemed to be an illusory dream.

"Will the Emperor summon you into the palace make things difficult for you?" His voice touched his ears on the horse's back.

Su Yueming shook her head, "No, I said that I had no family in my wedding, so I gave me a wedding dress." So far, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart, and she could not forget what Empress Pei did.

But on the way back, she carefully checked the material and sewing of the wedding dress and could not see any problems.

"The emperor can't think of such thoughtful things." Murong Canghai's voice sounded a little cold.

Su Yueming raised his head and saw his cold and hard chin and the indifferent expression on his face.

When she returned to the palace, Su Yueming saw several doctors responsible for treating the prince hurriedly passing by. She felt a little nervous.

Something happened to the prince?

"Prince..." Seeing them coming in, several doctors quickly knelt down and greeted each other, and raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

"Is the prince wrong?" Su Yueming asked in a tight voice, his heart paused.

The head Doctor Lin glanced at Murong Canghai, looking at him and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Tell me." Murong Canghai saw Su Yueming's nervous expression in his eyes, and he said lightly.

"Yes, Prince, that Prince Zhou... I'm afraid I can't stand it." The doctor said, avoiding carefully.

What?!

When Su Yueming heard this, she staggered all over, her body was unstable, and her face suddenly turned pale.