Chapter Thirty-Seven: Melting Ice

"What's wrong with you, being beaten like this by adults?" Ethan uncorked the vial and applied the dipped medicine to Morrow's arm.

- Shhh

She couldn't bear the pain and hissed slightly, "Practice whipping." ”

Ethan stared at the whiplash wound on her forearm like a small red snake, looking very hideous and terrifying, and asked, "Silver whip?" ”

She frowned slightly, obviously it hurt tightly, she didn't feel pain just now, but now the potion irritates the wound a little unbearable, she lowered her head and said sullenly, "Hmm." ”

So Ethan stretched out her palm, a blur of flesh and blood, frowned slightly, with a little doubt, thinking that Eliad had improved, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless. "Did you hit so hard?"

"Ruthless? My lords have been very kind to me. There are only three wounds, and the palm of my hand corroded when I held the whip, but the amount of blood in my body was too low, and the wound refused to heal. ”

Ethan nagged while applying the medicine, "Hit so hard, look at your arm, how ugly it is." ”

She was used to Ethan's nagging, and smiled at him, "It's okay to cover it with clothes, it will be fine in two days, and it won't leave a scar anyway." ”

"Oohh

"You save a little, it's not good if you don't go to the adults to get the punishment, leave some for you." She frowned and said bitterly.

Ethan waved his hand and said no, "I'll let someone send some in later, and the injuries on my body are almost healed, my body blood volume is normal, and the adults didn't punish me heavily, you still have to worry about yourself, take care of your body, you are young and your blood volume is low, and now you are so busy all day." ”

"This bottle is an adult's prize." She thought for a while, but said, "The medicine that the adults reward is easier to use." This is what she has learned over the years.

Ethan glanced at the pill bottle and subconsciously said, "That's not it, it's a ......" He realized what he said, "Well, it's pretty good." ”

"Huh? What is it? ”

"Grown-up things are good." Ethan thought for a moment and hesitated before speaking, "Actually, adults still care about you very much. ”

Moro stared blankly at the hideous wounds on his palms and arms, thinking about something, as if he hadn't heard his words.

Ethan carefully bandaged her wounds, put away the gauze and medicine bottles and walked to the cabinet to put them away, but he didn't turn around, his back to her and his face showed a trace of unbearability.

He turned around again, returned to his position and sat down, looked at Mo Luo's face as if he was remembering something, and slowly spoke, "Mo Luo, in fact, adults really care about you. ”

She was silent for a long time and sighed slightly. "Ethan, you forgot, it was you who led me out of the blood prison when I was seven years old."

Did you really care about me?

"After you went to the human world, the adults were almost every day, and the adults had not had such a look for hundreds of years, for six whole months. That day, the adult knew that the bone piano sounded, and he was angry because he was afraid that something would happen to you, and he wanted to send someone to protect you, but it was because of face and rules. You should come back in September, the adults ordered me to clean your suite early, saying that you haven't been home for ten years, I'm afraid that you won't be used to sleeping, so I ordered someone to change to a comfortable bed, and the adults want to reward you with some clothes but don't know what you like, and let the maid bring it to you on the day of the canonization, but you only picked the simplest one, and you sent the rest back. You didn't return after the deadline, and your lord asked almost all the secret agents of the Demon Party to inquire about your news. Ethan glanced at her expression, "You go to the human world to get a blood cup, do you know that the adults have almost no sleep in those days, you come back, the adults punished the whip, the punishment is heavy, you feel wronged, but you know that he is really afraid of you leaving, when you are unconscious, he personally carried you back to his dormitory, day and night to take care of you, the adults fed you his own blood so that you can hurry up and feed you his own blood, you should have found that Lord Eliade's bedroom is the same as Lady Vera's, it is exactly the same, because it is a room at all, he can't forget Lady Vera at all, He is even more reluctant to give you up. ”

Ethan said so much in one breath, and finally saw a slight loosening on Moro's face, which had been cold.

It's not that it's not shocked, it's not that it's not moved.

It's just that Eliad's words are still in my ears, you are nothing but a waste, a tool for me to control Ales, and I killed your mother with my own hands.

"Ethan, the day he threw me into the bloody prison and the whip slashed my face, my father was dead, and so was Morrow."

- I don't know how to dress, but I don't look like your mother.

- If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask other noble ladies.

Morrow remembered the first night he had returned, the soft, unspeakable bed.

Thinking of the blood that Eliad handed her, it was the coldness of the bone, the temperature from his body.

Remembering Eliade's clumsy concern, slightly concealed words.

remembered that in the study in the past, Eliad punished him harshly, and he also personally drugged himself.

But she also remembered the image in the mirror, the blood-soaked bed, the silver dagger in her mother's chest, the blood dripping from Eliade's fingers on the dark red carpet.

When he was seven years old, Eliade's whip fell mercilessly, piercing his mother's face. Remembering that Eliad took Adler back to the palace and stayed in his mother's suite.

I think of the endless wails of the Blood Hell, the bloodstains, the various instruments of torture, and the pain of the torture.

Remembering Eliade's birthday that year, the cup he made with his own hands was whipped to the ground by Eliade, and it became fragments and could not be repaired.

remembered the beating that almost killed her in the military academy, and it was only because she had slept with her.

I thought of every time Eliade's merciless punishment, his cold eyes, his cold back.

She recalled all the moments she had with Eliade, and her heart tingled slightly.

"Do you know why the adults sent you to the Blood Hell that year?" Ethan saw that her face was moved, and continued.

She was stunned, and then suddenly sobered up, "Why? ”

"The fight between Altiante and Ales never stops, you have Altiante's blood on you, if you are taken away by Altiante, Ales will be finished, the adults don't want to lose you, but at that time the whole Ales was not safe, no one thought that the adults would put you in the blood prison, no one knew that you would be in the blood prison, you know? The adults don't want you to get involved in Altiante's struggle, so they don't want you to recognize Vera, and they don't want you to be involved in Altiante. Ethan looked at her worriedly, with a somewhat surprised face.

There was an explanation for what she had been thinking about, why it was still empty, she didn't say anything, Ethan continued.

"Adults have indeed done a lot of mistakes, I have been with adults for several years, adults are really strict with you, sometimes they are harsh, but everyone makes mistakes sometimes, why don't you give adults a chance?"

"On that day, in the adult's dormitory, the lord personally confessed to me that he killed my mother with his own hands, and I was just a tool to atone for my sins, and he wanted me to take revenge, and who should I go to take revenge on, my ...... Father? Her voice trembled violently, with a hint of weeping.

Ethan was even more shocked to look at Mo Luo's face that contained grief and didn't seem to be able to cause her to fluctuate at all, and he was instantly flustered, he didn't expect Eliad to be like this, and hurriedly spoke, "Lady Vera must not have been killed by an adult, I promise you." We can find out the truth slowly, but you have to know that adults treat you differently than you think, and he really cares about you. ”

"Perhaps." Mo Luo said lightly, his eyes were full of boredom with the world, and he was indifferent to everything.

Why should you admit it if it's not?

Why the hell are you torturing me like this?

Twenty years of harshness is not likely to melt in an instant.