Chapter 318: Anger (2)
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Chapter 318: Gambling (2)
His voice was soft, as if he were talking to a child.
Is he comforting himself? The face under the mask frowned, and Lorenzo's heart softened? To whom? To a liar or a savior? She found it ironic.
"There's no need to waste your medicine, it'll be fine in a while." She was still indifferent, and her hands kept moving.
"Morrow!" He exclaimed suddenly.
The movement in her hand is sluggish, you already know it?
After a while, she spoke, and even chuckled, "My lord, I'm not confused, I'm not Prince Moluo, I'm just an impostor, a liar and a thief." ”
She was clearly scolding herself, but it sounded like she was scolding Lorenzo.
He also wondered why he always thought of this woman as Morrow, he really missed her so much that he was always fantasizing about something, but why was there a mark of blood on her arm?
"Why do you have a blood mark on your arm?" He asked.
She didn't answer, she didn't even bother to explain anything, as if she was angry.
"Talk back!" He yelled at her.
She slowly twisted the rag on her hand, soaked it in the basin, and then twisted it before answering, "Hereditary blood, it's normal to give blood." ”
Hereditary bloodline families use blood-giving to maintain the purity of the bloodline and the relative stability of the bloodline population, which is quite common in the bloodline world.
However, her uncharacteristic attitude made Lorenzo inexplicably angry, but she still had to ask patiently again, "What's your name?" ”
"It's better for adults not to know." She didn't even want to think about the name of a girl from a hereditary blood clan and then perfunctory him.
"Why?" He grabbed her arm in the basin of water in a rage, and splashed water all over the floor.
She stared at his fingers clutching the wound on her wrist, her face under the mask furrowed, and then raised her eyes to look at her, "I'm just an inconsequential person, adults think I can discard when I'm useless, so the name is just a code name, and adults don't have to bother to know." Her attitude was extremely cold and even cynical, sweeping away the previous deference and humility.
"You!" He was blocked and speechless for a while, and this was the first time that a dignified Lord Lorenzo was blocked by someone else and couldn't speak.
"If one day I take off your mask and find out that you are Moro Ales, I will never forgive you." He stood up and dropped the words.
She wanted to sneer but stopped it, because it didn't seem to make sense to forgive or not.
She thought it didn't matter when she heard this, but why was she still afraid.
She picked up the dirty water, completely muddy with blood, and walked towards the bathroom, "My lord thinks too much, I want to be Moro Ales, but it's a pity that you didn't give me this opportunity." Her mouth was unforgiving, her heart was already cold, and she was even more afraid, and as a result, the words she said together were even more stinging, "I'm afraid that Prince Moro will be scared to death when he comes back to life and sees the leader of the secret party thinking about her so much." ”
Her tone was even more mean, which made him angry, and he didn't know how to respond, he was indeed too impatient, and he actually exposed himself and Mo Luo's affairs to this woman, she couldn't be Mo Luo!
If she was Morrow, what had he done?