Su Yuan sincerely admired his acting skills.

Fortunately, her mind was quick, and she pretended to come to the prince, so that he would not find out about his intention to escape.

"Why do you have nightmares?" Seeing her cry, Flower's heart swelled with joy again, and his fingers moved, brushing away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Crystal tears fell into his hand and turned into a beautiful pearl.

Flower clutched it in his hand quietly.

Su Yuan continued to write in the palm of his hand: "Because I live here alone, I feel scared, I want to go home." ”

Her fingers were thin and light, and Flower felt an itch in her palm: "Can I go home?" ”

She had just finished writing, and before she could withdraw her hand, her fingers were suddenly held in the palm of her hand.

His strength was very strong, and Su Yuan's fingers were very painful, as if they were about to break.

She heard his unequivocal voice: "No. ”

Su Yuan hurriedly withdrew his fingers and hung his head again in frustration, his beautiful blue eyes instantly lost their brilliance.

Just know no, dog man!

I don't like the little mermaid and still occupy her and are unwilling to let her go, it's just despicable and shameless!

Flower wants to destroy the pure love in the little mermaid's heart, including the pure little mermaid, how can he let her go at this moment?

He still has a lot of things to do, such as having the little mermaid see him fall in love with the princesses of other countries, see them get married, and then, in grief-stricken, pierce him in the heart with a dagger.

But will she?

No, she won't.

She would just kiss him on the forehead and jump into the ocean, turning into a nice, empty pile of foam.

Ah, this feeling, like the most beautiful porcelain being smashed by his own hands...... The thrill of that moment is exciting just thinking about it.

He held back the pleasure in his eyes, bent down, pressed his forehead against Su Yuan's forehead, and said to her affectionately: "Ariel, I can't do without you, after meeting you, I can't tolerate every day without you." Don't think about leaving me anymore, okay? ”

Su Yuan smacked hard in his heart.

She didn't want to write in the palm of his hand anymore, so she walked forward, walked to his desk, picked up a quill pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote stroke by stroke: "Do you love me?" ”

Just as she put down her pen, she stumbled upon a glimpse of the book on the table that had been spread out by Flower.

It was an old-looking book, with yellowed pages and a drawing that resembled a mermaid drawing, dotted with dense small letters.

Before she could take a closer look, Flower was already standing at the table, his fingers pressed against the page, blocking her view.

Su Yuan retracted his gaze and pushed the white paper in his hand in front of Flower.

"Do you love me?"

Look, how innocent, Flower thought to himself, if death can be called love, then no one loves you more than I do.

"I love you, Ariel, but you should know that my love for you is for my sister, not for my wife."

Flower looked at her tenderly.

Su Yuan stopped talking, her long eyelashes drooped, and her white fingers clenched the hem of the sky-blue long skirt.

In fact, if Su Yuan could speak, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't point at Flower's nose and scold him, and then slap him hard.

But now she can't speak, her feet hurt a lot, and the whole person is completely vulnerable, and she can't blatantly confront the prince.

Otherwise, she would have been arrested and made fish soup.

So she endured, not only endured, but also pretended to be in love with the prince, after all, only in this way could he relax his vigilance, so that when the knife stabbed into the tip of the prince's heart in the future, it would be fatal with one blow.

Su Yuan thought silently in his heart, Flower, this is the path you have chosen.

Since she won't let her go, then she will stay and accompany him to finish the play, and then kill him and turn back into a mermaid.

"It's so late, I'll send you back to your room, don't be afraid of nightmares, I'll be by your side this time." Flower took her hand and led her out of the study.

He sent her back to the bedroom, covered her with the quilt, and sat on the edge of her bed waiting for her to fall asleep.

It wasn't until the sound of steady breathing sounded around her that Flower raised his eyes to her again.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her skin was as white and translucent as pearls, and the moonlight shone on her long golden hair, and the whole person looked extremely holy.

Her neck is like the sweetest lotus root, so fragile that it seems to break when she pinchs it.

Flower involuntarily reached out and stroked her neck, then slowly choked her.

It wasn't until the person on the bed whimpered that he seemed to come back to his senses, and he retracted his hand to stop his surging impulse.

He took one last look at her and left the room.

After he left, Su Yuan on the bed opened his eyes, covered his neck, and coughed in a low voice.

She looked in the direction of the door with resentment, and kept cursing in her heart: What kind of person! You want to kill her while she's asleep?!

She recruited him to mess with him?!

Su Yuan patted his chest with palpitations, then got up, rummaged through the entire room, and finally found a dagger and pressed it under the pillow.

She patted the pillow with satisfaction, and then she put her mind at ease and fell asleep peacefully.

*

Flower didn't go back to his room, he went back to his study.

The servants knew that he liked to stay in the study, sometimes all day, and even at night.

They only think that he is studious and loves to read, but they don't know that there are many things in his study that should not be put and that are taboo in the whole country.

Flower walked to the desk, picked up the book on the table that he had spread out, closed it, and the white paper on which Su Yuan had written was also sandwiched into the pages.

Holding the book, he came to the high bookshelf, turned one of the books in the shelf, and the bookshelf instantly parted on both sides, revealing a secret passage that only allowed one person to pass through.

When Flower walked in, the shelves closed as if no one had ever come.

It was a long, narrow passage, with only two dim lamps burning on the stone wall, and at the end of the narrow path, a room that was not very large appeared.

Flower pushed the door in, and a faint fishy smell reached the tip of his nose, but he didn't care.

The dim light burning inside was the same as in the hallway outside, and it could illuminate the whole room.

There were a lot of books here, not only books, but also a lot of strange things, fish bones, grease, all covered in clear glass jars, and even a half-human, half-fish skeleton in the center of the room, surrounded by many fish scales.

Flower picked up a new glass jar again, put the pearl he had been clutching in his hand into the jar, and placed it on the table.