Then a severe pain came, and her jaw seemed to be broken. She gasped and sweat emerged from her forehead.

Before Ye Song could breathe a sigh of relief, Su Chen squatted down, pinched her neck and swung her hard to the rock. Her body fell out uncontrollably and hit the stone heavily, as if she had broken a sternum.

Ye Song crawled on the stone, unable to cover it anymore, and vomited a mouthful of blood. His face turned red and in great pain.

Su Chen stood beside her with a expressionless face, looked at her with a kingly aura and said, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Song didn't answer, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. The bright red color stinged her eyes.

He leaned over to her side, tightened his five fingers to pinch her shoulders, and the stones broke the shoulders and were wet. "Tell me, are you tired of living?"

Ye Song was dizzy, and the only strength left was probably the hand holding the white jade pendant, and he pinched it tightly in his sleeve. She raised her eyes weakly, and her blood-stained face had a fierce and enchanting look. She suddenly laughed, her laughter was so beautiful, but when she heard it carefully, there was a hint of undetectable loneliness. She curled her lips provocatively and said, "If you have the ability, you kill me. For the sake of your beloved Nanshu, kill me, my wife who had blindly fallen in love with you."

Su Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.

At that moment, Ye Song knew that she had a way out. Her bloody fingers gently stroked Su Chen's eyebrows like Su Chen touched her face before, causing Su Chen to pause suddenly. She smiled slowly and said, "What a pity for such a good skin." After saying that, she could no longer hold on, and she fainted after closing her eyes. Her hands hung weakly on the rough stone surface, with her face slanted, and her hair was dripping down, but she could not cover the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Such bright colors compare the crabapple flowers all over the garden.

It was clearly such a fragile person, with long curved eyelashes condensed with night exposure, and his face was even more polished against the backdrop of blood like cold white porcelain. But every move, every word and smile was full of provocation and tenacity.

She wasn't like this before.

When Ye Song woke up, he felt that every bone and cell on his body were screaming wildly.

Pei Qing, who was beside the bed, had red and swollen eyes. When he saw Ye Song Youyou wake up, he was so happy that he burst into tears. Without saying a word, he ran out and soon brought a middle-aged doctor.

The middle-aged doctor sat down to take her pulse. After she stopped, her eyes were filled with sympathy and said kindly: "It's good that the princess wakes up, she's no longer in danger of life. She needs to be bedridden and recuperate."

Ye Song felt that his body was very stiff after lying for a long time. Just as he wanted to move, the doctor said tightly, "Hey, the princess must not move randomly. The princess has many fractures in her body. If she moves randomly, it will easily leave sequelae, or even if it is cured, it will cause deformity to grow."

Ye Song lowered his eyebrows and looked at his whole body, and then he realized that many parts of his body were wrapped up by thick white veil, and his whole body was as bloated as a rice dumpling. She lay down again smoothly, and the doctor would not be embarrassed, and he would not be unable to get along with him, nor could he say what it felt like in his heart. If he survived the disaster? He was reborn after the disaster? She sighed calmly, with a expression on her face neither sad nor happy, and said, "It's so hard for the doctor."

The doctor sighed softly, picked up the medicine box and prescribed the medicine again for Ye Song. When he left, he reminded: "Empress, have a good rest."

Princess Ye Song, the most down-and-out princess ever. In the entire Bihua Garden, she only has Pei Qing as a maid.

At this time, Bihuayuan seemed extremely deserted. Ye Song hated such desertedness.

In a daze, Pei Qing was very timid. He boiled a bowl of medicine and brought it to Ye Song's bed. He forced himself to smile and said, "Miss, it's time to take medicine. Miss is a blessed person and will be cured soon." Then he took spoons of medicine and fed Ye Song thoughtfully to drink medicine.

Ye Song took the medicine honestly and asked casually: "You mean, is it my blessing to marry Su Chen?"

Pei Qing paused, her eyes turned red, and her eyes were filled with water, and she said, "I don't mean that."

"How long have I slept?" she asked again when Pei Qing tucked her quilt.

Pei Qing said: "Miss has been sleeping for six days."

Ye Song's bloody scene when he was in Haitang Garden when night fell, as if he had a dream, his blood was chilling all over his body, and he whispered: "How did I come back that day?"

Pei Qing couldn't stop wiping her tears, her voice cords were swallowing even more, and she tried her best to calm down but the harder she endured it. She almost burst into tears: "That day... I almost thought that the lady... I never expected that the prince would be so cruel to the lady... When he carried the lady out, the lady was covered in blood and was dying. The prince carried the lady back to Bihuayuan without even taking a step further. He threw the lady to the ground, saying... Let the lady be born and die..."
Chapter completed!