"Wash this little thing clean!" As soon as he entered the gate of the castle, the prince threw down Ye Nuan in his arms as if disgusted, took the wet handkerchief handed by the maid with both hands, wiped his hands, commanded to a piece of nothingness, and then walked to the depths of the castle without looking back.

Ye Nuan fell to the ground, grinning in pain, slowly stood up, just stood firmly, felt a chill in his back, turned his head to look, and at some point a stiff and pale blood clan dressed as a housekeeper stood behind her respectfully.

"Miss, please allow me to take you to the clean." The originally respectful and polite words were said by the housekeeper in a flat tone without the slightest emotion, which was very disobedient.

Ye Nuan looked at his completely dirty white dress, and followed the blood clan in front of him.

The housekeeper walked in front of Ye Nuan and walked unhurriedly to the inside of the castle. Ye Nuan walked barefoot on the cold floor tiles, her shoes had long been lost, and there were several small cuts on her feet that were cut at some point, and some blood oozed out.

Ye Nuan followed the housekeeper to the long corridor, and along the way, there were many blood maids and male servants standing on both sides of the road, bowing their heads. When she passed by them, I don't know if it was the faint smell of blood on her body that attracted them, and the group of blood clans behind her were a little restless.

A female bloodline seemed to be unable to resist the temptation of fresh blood, and wanted to pounce, but the fangs had already poked out of her mouth, and her eyes were red.

Just when the reason of this female blood clan was weakened, and she was about to lose her grip, a slender figure slowly walked out of the gloom at the end of the corridor, and he elegantly and casually lifted the long golden hair that blocked the view in front of his forehead, revealing a pair of green eyes with moisture after bathing, and his handsome knife-like face made people fall over, and his noble and lazy temperament made people dare not blaspheme.

The restlessness behind him slowly calmed down after he appeared, and he was as good as ever.

Ye Nuan silently raised his eyes from the housekeeper's slightly hunched back to look at the prince who was wearing a black robe, his long half-dried golden hair was scattered, and a few strands ran to his chest to cover the wide open robe and the white transparent chest was very tempting.

Ye Nuan was taken by the housekeeper for a simple wash and then changed into a long-sleeved mopping skirt, embroidered with ancient and complicated patterns on the skirt, which was very good-looking.

Then followed the housekeeper up the spiral staircase, the staircase was a little dark, so the housekeeper held a candle in front of him, and the faint light illuminated the road ahead, Ye Nuan stroked the Gothic carved railing on the handrail of the staircase and came to the second floor.

"Your Royal Highness, someone has brought it." The butler gently pushed open a quaint wooden door, leaving her alone in place, and then quietly retreated.

"Come in." An aristocratic voice sounded in silence.

Ye Nuan walked into the room nervously, and the long black dress that mopped the floor slid across the red carpet at the door with her steps.

"Bang!" Ye Nuan was startled by the sound behind him, his body trembled instinctively, and when he turned his head, the door behind him was closed. Ye Nuan choked on his saliva and froze in place for a while.

"Huh!" Laughter from between snorts came from the shadows.

Ye Nuan looked at the source of the sound, in the dark corner, the prince was reclining on the wide chaise longue, the black robe was slightly open, his bare feet were on the red velvet carpet, he was holding his head with one hand, holding a cup in the other hand and shaking it gently, the red liquid flowing quietly in the cup was ...... Blood!

Nobility and decadence go hand in hand, and this is the most appropriate way to describe the blood prince in front of him.

"Funny little one, come to me." His green eyes flashed with temptation, beckoning to Ye Nuan, and she walked towards him uncontrollably.

When Ye Nuan walked a few steps away from Lance, somehow, he tripped with his left foot and fell down with his right foot. Ye Nuan felt that her lips touched a cold thing, propped herself up, and looked down to see that it was a pair of pale but perfectly good-looking feet, and there were marks on them that she had "gnawed", which was particularly obvious on those pale feet.

"Hahaha......" The Prince laughed happily, looking at the oriental woman who was still stunned at her feet, and then looking at the marks on the instep that had slowly faded, the Prince felt that it was really the right decision to bring back this little thing in front of him at this moment, it was so funny!

"Even if you worship me very much, you don't have to kiss my feet!" Lance looked at her condescendingly, a pair of translucent green eyes full of banter.

Kiss? His feet? Ye Nuan didn't seem to be able to accept that he had done such a stupid thing, looking up at the smugness in the eyes of the prince who was high up, his brain twitched, he got up angrily, and grabbed the hand that was originally holding his head is hard bite.

"Ahh Ye Nuan opened his mouth and bit down with lightning speed in the surprised eyes of the prince, "Ouch, hey! Ye Nuan then wailed.

I saw that the prince was calmly sipping the blood on his back, while Ye Nuan covered his mouth and squatted down in pain.

The Prince's arm was cold and hard like a stinky stone!

Lance looked down at the little thing squatting at his feet, his eyes full of interest. Drinking the remaining blood in the cup in one gulp, licking his mouth, the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth added a bit of demonic color to him.

got up, glanced at the small thing that was still squatting on it, then picked her up horizontally, and walked to the big black bed in the corner of the huge room.

Ye Nuan's body was stiff, and under the suppression of absolute strength, he could only let the prince dispose of it at will and carry him to the bed.

Lance placed the petite Oriental woman in the center of the bed, her black hair and black dress almost indistinguishable from the black silk bed, completely blended together, only the leaky ivory skin and a small white face showed her existence.

The prince lay down beside Ye Nuan casually, with one hand on her shoulder and the other on her waist, his long eyelashes covering his green eyes, sighing: "It's so warm......", and then ...... There was no more, and the prince just slept with her like a hot water bag.

Well, it's warm and sweet.

Ye Nuan looked at the ceiling speechlessly, the coldness on her shoulders and waist reminded her of her current situation, she didn't dare to move, I don't know if today's desperate fight consumed too much energy for her, Ye Nuan became more and more sleepy, her stiff limbs gradually relaxed and soft, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell into a deep sleep in a blur by leaning on the big ice cube beside her......