Karan felt his chest pressing against her.

She stretched out her hand and touched the cold medal, the long silky hair, and the straight back. After hesitating for a while, she also put her arm around Xiovel's shoulder, and slowly tightened her hand, letting her heartbeat oppress him.

"But it's not up to you to decide." She said without mercy.

Xiovir pushed her into his arms and hugged her tightly. Karan bit his neck angrily. His skin was cold white, and red marks would be obvious once they were left.

"Does Snow White's accident have anything to do with you?" Karan asked in a low voice.

"I was in the Republic at the time..."

As expected of a father and son, even the first explanation he thought of was the same as Raphael's.

"Does Dunan's case have anything to do with you?" Karan asked again.

Theovir pulled her away from his arms a little, looked at her face and asked, "Can we not discuss this?"

Karan also felt that he should not ask such an obvious question.

Dunant was assassinated by the royalists.

Even if Siouvir did not personally participate, he would definitely support it secretly.

Karan glanced at the tooth marks on Xiovel's neck with his peripheral vision: "I just want to know if you really hate your political opponents so much..."

Siovel looked at her sternly: "Of course it is true. So if I were to plan the attack, the speaker would definitely explode."

Karan gave a sarcastic smile.

"Okay." This is indeed a very convincing explanation.

Xiovel locked eyes with her: "Why are you suddenly paying so much attention to Mephisdel?"

"Are you jealous?" Karan looked sideways at him.

Siovel sneered and put his hand on the back of the sofa: "Jealous? I think he directed and acted on his own to win sympathy and intensify conflicts. Unfortunately, the Queen is very fond of this trick. He didn't even scratch his skin, but he sat there every day

Went in and out of the palace in that damn wheelchair."

"Did this affect you?"

"Yes, that means I have to lean over to shake his hand. Now I tend not to say hello to him." Siovel's face was full of disgust.

Karan noticed that he was dressed as exquisitely as ever, but he looked a little tired. He must have been very busy these days.

In the Republic, Xiovel cleaned up a lot of mess for Arnold, and then held an unpleasant meeting. When he learned that the attack had occurred and Karan suddenly fell ill, the meeting in the Republic happened to be at its worst.

stage.

When he came back after answering the phone, the other people at the round table suddenly seemed irrelevant, and the legal adviser who had made him so angry that he wanted to kill him before was also so handsome.

Siouville finished the remaining half of the meeting with a very calm mood, and said, "Your country's application of the Anti-Monopoly Law has given us a lot of inspiration. After returning to the country this time, we will definitely learn from the successful experience and further improve it."

The empire’s competition laws allow unfair competition laws and trade restraint laws to fully play their role.”

These remarks are basically equivalent to threatening to launch a trade war.

Several dignitaries of the Republic at the table were very uncomfortable, and the meeting ended hastily in an anxious atmosphere.

After returning to China, Siover received news that Karan was out of danger.

But Siovel didn't have any chance to breathe, and he couldn't spare the time to see her.

The troops on the eastern front must be withdrawn, otherwise the economic pressure and the pressure of public opinion will crush the pyramid. Snow White frequently visits the palace, and Siouville can fully imagine how he confided his fear to the queen after the attack, and asked her for more.

Powerful.

He wanted to try to balance this effect.

But he wanted to push Mephisdel's wheelchair off the Capitol.

"...But you guys look pretty much the same now."

Karan's murmur interrupted Xiovir's thoughts.

"What did you say?" he asked doubtfully.

Karan let out a silly laugh: "One of you is in a wheelchair, the other is on crutches..."

"Would you like to say it again?"

Xiovel patted her thigh with a clear and resounding sound.

Karan's face turned red. She struggled to stand up and was hit twice more by Xiovir.

"How dare you hit me..." Karan gritted his teeth.

"No, I didn't hit you." Siovel said in a tone that was mixed with viciousness and sweetness, "This is love."

He patted Karan again.

Karan bit his neck hard.

He hummed softly and said nothing. He just put his hand on the back of Karan's neck and used clever force to pull her away. When Karan looked up again, he saw his completely unreadable dark expression and the corners of his mouth that could not help but turn up.

Thinking he might enjoy being bitten to some extent.

"Bah..." Karan cursed in a low voice, "You're mentally ill."

She ran back upstairs to take a shower and rest.

When she came out, Siovel was already on the bed, asleep listening to the sound of the shower.

Karan thought he didn't look dirty, so he didn't wake him up.

She turned off the bedside lamp and carefully lay on the other side of the big bed without coming into contact with him.

Xiovel felt the other side of the bed sinking slightly, and immediately stretched out his hand to hug the source of warmth.

"I don't want to get up and wash up." He whispered.

"Stop arguing, just sleep like this." Karan closed his eyes.

The people around her quickly became quiet.

The darkness held Karan gently, and she gradually fell asleep.

The next day, she was woken up by the chaos and noise. Siovel took a shower frantically in the bathroom. The sound of water lasted for at least more than an hour. After that, he started drying his hair again.

Karan opened his eyes hazily and saw that Siovel's silver hair was a little messy. He blew it for a long time like an obsessive-compulsive disorder to make sure that every hair was docile.

"I can tie it up for you..." Karan couldn't stand it anymore.

Siovel cast a cold gaze at her: "You should have woken me up to wash up last night!"

"Don't you thank me for letting you sleep a little longer?" Karan got up angrily, stared at the clock with wide eyes and looked at the clock in the dim light, "It's only six o'clock!"

She fell back on the bed.

"Get up! You've been sleeping for more than six hours!" Siowell arranged her hair, put her in the car and headed directly to Ireland.

Karan slept all the way, and when she woke up she saw the small town covered with drizzle, and couldn't help but shiver. She recognized that this was Ireland, and Mrs. Nashley lived in a castle in the forest on the edge of the town.

"I just had a phone call with my mother. She is in town." Siovel said to Karan, "We are waiting for her to return to the castle together."

Karan yawned in agreement.

She lay on the window and watched.

The town is very old, and most of the buildings are hundreds of years old. In addition, it always rains and fogs, so it has a mysterious atmosphere, which is reminiscent of werewolves, vampires and other legends. She feels that Xioville fits the image of a vampire very well.

He can perfectly portray those immortal, emotionless monsters without even putting on makeup.

The driver parked the car outside a small dilapidated church.

Within a few minutes, Mrs. Nashley came out with Alice in her arms, holding an umbrella, and the maid chased behind her holding another umbrella.

After the car door opened, Karan moved in a little to make room for Alice and Nashley. But this way she had to get very close to Siovel. He sat very upright, and in front of his mother, he looked at

Karan's expression was distant and distant, and he had put up a mask to completely isolate his emotions.

But Karan didn't care about this. She had been quietly watching Alice who was sleeping. She looked very healthy, with rosy cheeks and was sleeping peacefully. Her black hair, which was shaved by Xiovel, also gradually grew out, soft and soft.

, like clouds.

"Is the service finished, mother?" Siovel asked Nashley.

"After finishing it, singing is still as interesting as ever." Nashli's eyes flashed with a girlish light.

"Which clergyman have you fallen in love with?" Xiovir asked sharply.

Mrs. Nashley smacked her chest and said, "Oh my God, Edmund, how could you say such a thing!"

She glared at her son slightly accusingly.

And Xiovel just sneered again: "Otherwise, I can't think of any reason to let you stay in the church all day."

"Because the nuns in the church are very willing to keep little Alice company!" Nashley explained angrily, "There are only three of us in the castle, and she is very lonely. So sometimes I come to the town, church and school

The young people there are very willing to play with her, and there are also some children of similar age in the town..."

Nashley noticed Siovel's tense, slightly disgusted look, so she didn't say anything further. The Siovel family has always received an elite education, and he definitely didn't like his daughter growing up mixed with a group of young people in a small town.

"They are all good children. They are very kind to Alice and will teach her some things..."
To be continued...