Chapter 578: Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless (51)

Wen Xien was pressed by the feather-like massage style and lost his temper. The man behind him was like a wood. He screamed several times but didn't say anything.

Wen Xien was sleepy again later. She told everyone around her to leave and lay on the rocking chair to bask in the sun.

The sun shone on her body, and the pale seemed to disappear immediately.

The housekeeper was worried and wanted to speak but stopped. He seemed to want to tell Wen Xien not to sleep, but in the end he still didn't speak.

Zhou Nan's thoughts were separated by Wen Xien, so the butler pulled him to speak, and he didn't listen to a word, nodding his head ignorantly.

Because Zhou Nan was a taciturn person, the housekeeper didn't find it strange, and he still said something he paid attention to, and finally said: "Your Highness has become a lot of sleep recently. Please make your Highness happier, don't let her sleep all the time."

Zhou Nan's thoughts of running away came back, and he said solemnly: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The housekeeper was confused, "What's wrong?"

Thinking of it, the butler also looked dull, "You may have learned something from other words, hey, don't say it in front of the palace, as it will make Your Highness unhappy again."

Zhou Nan was in a state of confusion and thought to himself: Could it be that Wen Xien is really dying of illness?

This question is undoubtedly the most appropriate question to ask the housekeeper who has been with the prince for many years. He pretended to be curious, but his breathing was in chaos that he had never noticed.

The housekeeper was obviously feeling a lot, full of concern for Wen Xien. Logically speaking, Zhou Nan shouldn't have no eyesight to ask, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to know what was going on.

Zhou Nan didn't show her face, but suppressed her worries, stroked the beautiful flowers casually, and said lightly: "Your Highness, I've been sleeping for a long time. I just saw it, and saw the veil in your hand...the veil..."

Zhou Nan seemed to dare not say anything afterwards, lowered his head, honest and dull.

The housekeeper obviously saw the blood on Wen Xien's handkerchief. He sighed and waved his hand, "It's an old problem."

"Is Your Highness's body... not good?" Zhou Nan hesitated.

"It's not very good." The butler said this vaguely. It may not be a secret that Wen Xien was not in good health, so the butler did not have any doubts about Zhou Nan, but he didn't know what he thought of and looked ugly.

Zhou Nan wanted to continue asking why it is not good? Where is it not good? Can't it be cured? Is she so sick that she is almost dying? But he couldn't ask, and repeatedly played with the flowers on the vase for a while, then took back his hand.

The housekeeper said hatefully: "It was all caused by that damn human!"

Zhou Nan was completely stunned, and a ball of cotton seemed to be stuffed into his throat. He wanted to ask who the human being mentioned by the butler was. A picture flashed through his mind. Zhou Nan had the answer in his mind, but he had never had such a complicated moment in his mind.

He thought that Wen Xien would be fine if he didn't die. After all, Wen Xien didn't look like someone who was in trouble. Wen Xien was no different from before, so he naturally thought that Wen Xien was fine.

But now all the situation tells him that Wen Xien has something to do, and she just pretends to be nothing. This should be good news for him. After all, the weaker Wen Xien, the easier it is to start, and completely complete the tasks that were not completed back then, leaving a perfect symbol.

Then what's wrong with him now?

Why is there a little...unbearable?

At night, Zhou Nan was drinking wine alone in the room, stroking his thoughts little by little, and finally he couldn't figure it out. All his irritable and depressed emotions were nowhere to vent. A decorative sword hung on the wall. Zhou Nan pulled out the knife, and the sharp sword shone with cold light under the moonlight, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore to draw his sword and wave it.

He waved his eyes unruly, just simply venting his emotions. He looked at the knife before, and the imaginary enemy in his mind was always Wen Xien, imagining that this knife was inserted into Wen Xien's heart to see if she had any heart.

At that time, he just treated Wen Xien as a cruel and violent monster, so he never regretted what he had done. Vampires deserve to die, and Wen Xien deserve to die even more!

But now, he doesn't even need to do anything. Wen Xien may not be sure to live long, so all his plans are useless.

Wen Xien's appearance appeared in his mind, with delicate and beautiful eyebrows, extremely white face, extremely red lips, tender and cold, and he looked like a person who looked far and near.

The blade broke through the air and stopped abruptly, his murderous intent dispersed, the scabbard fell to the ground with a "clang" and the blade broke through the air and stopped abruptly, his murderous intent dispersed, and the knife also fell to the ground with a "clang". Zhou Nan was exhausted and fell to the ground.

He hugged his head in confusion, not knowing why it turned out like this.

It was raining in the middle of the night, and the crackling sound of raindrops hit the window. Zhou Nan ran out and saw Wen Xien in the garden being hurriedly taken away by Ji Zheng, just passing by him.

In the rain, Zhou Nan saw his hanging hands, as white as snow.

Zhou Nan did not leave, and was wet in the middle of the night. Perhaps it was because of the confusion of thoughts and the heart was depressed. This small rain made Zhou Nan, who was as fierce as he was, fell ill.

This is difficult. Vampires will not be troubled by diseases and aging and will not catch a cold. They are immune to the virus and have a super immune system. However, Zhou Nan is not a real vampire. He has a cold now. If someone discovers it, it will definitely not be easy to get out.

Zhou Nan originally wanted to survive a day in the room. After all, he was in good health and never needed injections or medication for a cold. Usually, the fever subsided after a day.

Wen Xien heard that Zhou Nan was feeling uncomfortable and did not believe this statement. He thought Zhou Nan just didn't want to see her. Others couldn't see Zhou Nan's disgust towards her, but Wen Xien could see clearly.

This is also good. You don’t have to have sex with that man. Wen Xien originally wanted to take a day off, but the system jumped out.

System: [The male protagonist has a cold, you have to go and see him. He has taken a medicine that can confuse the identities of the blood clan and humans. However, if he catches a cold, the medicine will fail, and it will be miserable if it is discovered at that time.]

Wen Xien was lying on the bed: [If you were discovered, you would be discovered. Anyway, he is the male protagonist, so he won't do anything.]

System: [...You still have to improve his favorability, don't want a anymore, right?]

When she talked about the sensitive word a, Wen Xien reacted. She sat up reluctantly, and when she walked out the door, she turned into a noble prince.

The system expressed satisfaction for Wen Xien's superb acting skills.

Zhou Nan has always been a taciturn person. He has a bad relationship with anyone in the castle, and of course he is not bad. He is so hot that he is drowsy that no one comes to care about him, and he doesn't need others to take care of him. He will survive it, just like before.

(End of this chapter)
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