the Lord has become like that, could he still be aliveAs long as the Prince lives, then the Princess will live!The next moment, Zhang Jin's eyes darkened.Even though...The King is alive, but given hi...Qingxuan said to Ginger Red, "If you say it's a coincidence, do you believe it"

Ginger Hong saw the queen's gaze was calm and unwavering, she didn't see any flicker. She didn't think much more about it either.

After all, no one knew about her attempt to assassinate the princess yesterday.

Yun Sheng stood beside Qing Xuan. Although he had a lot to say to her, seeing that she seemed preoccupied with something and there was a strange woman beside her, he remained silent, standing guard by Qing Xuan's side without saying another word.

Yun Sheng didn't expect that, under the guidance of the strange woman, they would arrive at the room next to his.

Ginger stood at the door, her eyes already reddening before she even stepped inside.

Ginger Red: "My brother is inside right now."

At this time, the sound of violent vomiting came from within the room. Such a sound was something Yun Sheng had often heard these past few days.

"Ayue!"

Jiang Hong pushed the door open and rushed into the room. What met her eyes was a thin, bony boy lying on the bed, side-lying and spitting blood.

Yun Sheng had suffered inhuman torture since childhood. In Qing Xuan's eyes, he was already thin to the bone, but the young man before her was even thinner.

Looking at Ginger, who was coughing up blood relentlessly and barely clinging to life, Ginger Hong finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

"A-Yue, it's sister who apologizes to you! Back then, if not for sister being afraid of getting blood on her hands and would rather starve than kill, you wouldn't have starved yourself to the point of illness!"

Jiang Hong said, her eyes filled with remorse, and slapped herself repeatedly.

Ginger Red: "It's all my sister's fault!"

Ginger never expected that when he vomited blood, Ginger Red would come back. Usually, whenever Ginger Red was around, he forced himself to endure and wouldn't let her see his most vulnerable side.

But today I just happened to run into Ginger Red.ntly patted Nangong Ye's face, which was written with guilt. 。"My husband, you can't think like that" 。If it weren't for you, I might be dead by now. 。As she had expected, Nangong Ye's face froze. 。Sh...