Cizel had no sleep for another night.

A faint blue black appeared under his eyes, his thick black hair had no strength to droop, and his dull eyes looked like the sea level covered by smoke-gray fog, silent.

He looked in a bad mood and his cheeks were still blushing abnormally.

In fact, a few days ago, he had acute gastroenteritis due to eating hot pot. After a brief improvement, he suddenly had a high fever at night.

The butler doctor was struggling for the middle of the night and finally helped him lower the temperature, but his condition was still repeated and he did not recover for a long time.

The family doctor said that it was because Cizel often suffered from insomnia during this period, which affected his immunity decline, so he became sick repeatedly. If he wanted to get better completely, he had to adjust his mental state and cultivate for a period of time.

Cizel was persuaded by the Housekeeper Louis and had to stay in the manor to recuperate.

Unfortunately, insomnia is not something he can control.

Housekeeper Louis brought warm water and arrived at Cizel's room as usual.

As soon as he saw Cizel's condition, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Young Master, you can't mess with your body like the previous drama. If you continue like this, your mental state will be very dangerous."

"I know."

Cizel walked out of bed, stepped on the carpet barefoot, drank warm water in the morning in one breath, put on a loose satin nightgown, and walked downstairs lazily with his steps.

Louis followed him quickly and found Cizel stepping straight into the collection room.

The manor in Dijing is no better than the London manor he lived in. The basement there is also an enclosed collection room, displaying various types of guns, which often becomes the source of inspiration for Cizel to understand the role.

China strictly controls guns, so Cizel installed a cold weapon collection room in the Dijing Manor, displaying antique swords, swords, guns and crossbows.

The wandering killer he is going to play this time happens to be a tough character who loves to kill with a dagger.

The killer is like an ancient practitioner who practices rules that ordinary people cannot understand. When he uses a dagger to harvest his life, he seems to be completing his own practice.

This character is very complicated, both good and evil.

Cizel's insomnia has worsened recently and he can't even take him to sleep, which is probably related to the character of a wandering killer.

Louis followed into the collection room.

He saw Cizel playing with the sharp blade, and the pathological pale face clearly showed excitement, and a kind of crazy crazy that he was trapped in the heat, and knew that he was in the role again.

Louis was worried and wanted to dissuade him, but he had no idea.

And Cizel never changes his decisions easily because others do.

Louis watched Cizel grow up and stayed with him for twenty years, but could not speak up.

I'm afraid no one in this world can touch him.

When Louis frowned and worried, a prompt suddenly came from his phone.

Louis looked down and his expression was excited.

Sizer rubbed the shiny and cold blade, and was about to rub it with his fingers to try the sharp edge of the blade—

"Young Master, Miss Jiang is here to visit you, now at the door of the manor!"

Cizel paused.

The crazy and passion faded away quickly from his eyes.

Cizel instantly regained his sanity and shone the light in his eyes.

"Jiang Tang? She's coming to see me?"

"Yes." Butler Louis couldn't stop smiling, knowing that this was an excellent method. "Your nightgown is probably not suitable. Do you want to change your clothes before Miss Jiang comes in?"

“Good suggestions!”

Cizel praised Louis without hesitation.

He threw away the playful dagger and hurried out of the collection room and walked upstairs.

Louis had already ordered his servants to choose suitable clothes for Cizel, which would have a homely atmosphere and would not be too casual.

Cizel quickly changed.

When he finished washing his face, Jiang Tang and Yan Peiqi had already arrived at the living room.

Cizel ran downstairs quickly, jumping between his hair excitedly, as if a sculpture of a god suddenly appeared in the sunny living room.

"Jiang Tang! You are here to see me!"

Jiang Tang's eyes fell on him.

She also quickly caught something wrong with Cizel's expression.

"Are you sick?"

Cizel rubbed his hair: "It's obvious?"

Jiang Tang could tell at a glance.

She frowned slightly: "Is it because of the last hot pot? Hasn't it improved?"

Of course, Xizel would not say it was Jiang Tang’s problem.

He explained that he had a cold and fever because he had not had a good sleep recently.

Jiang Tang is skeptical.

Cizel quickly changed the topic: "Have you had breakfast? Do you want to have a meal with me?"

Butler Louis, who stood with his hands down next to him, couldn't help but smile, looking at Xizel, who had asked for breakfast for the first time since morning and now, turned to look forward to Jiang Tang's agreement.

It happened that Jiang Tang didn't have breakfast either because she had to go to the set later.

Her earliest scene today was at 11:00 a.m. It was still time before she chose to come and see Cizel halfway.

After all, she had never seen him once when she heard of his recovery.

Unexpectedly, he became ill again.

Jiang Tang felt a little guilty and was not good at rejecting Cizel's kind invitation.

Yan Peiqi, who was walking with her, made an excuse that she had breakfast and refused to give up the proposal.

Housekeeper Louis walked up with a smile and invited Yan Peiqi to visit the courtyard, and was considerate and friendly.

Jiang Tang saw that she had settled it in place and walked to the restaurant with Xizel.

Although Cizel's manor was purchased, it was redecorated according to his taste, completely erasing the vulgarity of the previous owner who built the manor.

Instead, it was a restrained and luxurious retro decoration. All furniture was replaced with Victorian antiques, covered with oriental-style carpets, draped crystal lamps were spread out with crystal luster, and blue and white lotus-shaped high-foot bottles were placed on the shelf.

Retro and art, luxury and heritage, romance and conservatism.

It seems that the color of Cizel is reflected in these places and reflects different colors.

Jiang Tang, who doesn't value external things very much, was so amazed that he narrowed his eyes and his appreciation eyes slid across the surroundings.

Cizel noticed her subtle movements and was a little happy.

The two sat opposite each other on both sides of the long table.

The servant soon brought the carefully prepared breakfast, which was rich in variety and dazzling.

Jiang Tang chose Benedict eggs with green salad Zoe Villa ham.

There are also croissants with softened butter, and yogurt fruit cups baked with oats.

Compared to Jiang Tang's hearty dishes, Xizer's breakfast is light.

A bowl of white porridge, simple solution.

Both of them had no habit of talking when eating, so they ate very quickly.

When Jiang Tang finished most of the time, Xizer also drank the bowl of porridge and began to take medicine sent by his servant.

Seeing him holding the pills, he refused to throw them into his mouth for a long time, obviously he was disgusting and refused to take the medicine.
Chapter completed!