Wangyue Chunxiang's heart was sinking, and her whole body began to become cold, as if she was in an ice cellar.

There are some words that Ye Junlang doesn't need to be too clear, and she has already guessed.

She looked at Ye Junlang with complicated eyes, and her delicate red lips, which were originally tightly pursed, opened a gap and said, "You, you were not psychedelic by me last night, right?"

Ye Junlang smiled indifferently and said, "To be honest, your illusion is already very good, but you still lack that little bit of heat. It may be related to the fact that you were not tempting enough when you danced illusion last night. After all, you were not naked at that time. If you took off all your clothes and used such tempting illusion, I might be confused."

Wangyue Chunxiang's face looked annoyed and embarrassed. She was about to say something. Suddenly, her face froze. She felt something that had come back to her senses. She suddenly lifted the quilt and saw it, and she was stunned.

When she came to her senses, her face was already red. She wanted to get up and stay away. At the same time, she also asked angrily: "You, you bastard, what did you do to me? What did you do during my coma?"

Ye Junlang controlled her body, pressed the five fingers on the back of her neck and used a little force. He said in a calm tone: "Don't be excited, I did nothing. I'm just trying to save you."

"Save me?" Wangyue Chunxiang gritted her teeth and said in great resentment, "This is such a big joke!"

"If the prince knew that you were knocked out by me, during the coma, you don't know where I went to do something, but the situation that the prince's hard-working plan was completely broken, and the prince's painstaking planning was all gone. In this case, how do you think the prince will treat you, the tragic subordinate?" Ye Junlang asked in a cold tone.

Wangyue Chunxiang's face was stunned, and her whole body stiffened again.

The gloomy face of the prince and the prince's cruel and bloody methods appeared in her mind, which made her shudder and a sense of soul thrilling.

"Sometimes, living is more painful and tormenting than dying." Ye Junlang spoke, and continued, "With the prince's character, I think he can do anything to vent his hatred. At that time, it is probably harder for you to seek death than climbing to heaven. For example, your limbs are cut off, your tongue is cut off, your eyes are dug out, and then they are forbidden in a pig cage. You will not die, but will live for many years, until the prince feels that he has vented enough resentment, and may give you merciful death. This is what it means to be better than death."

Wangyue Chunxiang's teeth were trembling. She tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart and said, "Enough, you, what do you want to say?"
Chapter completed!