Wen Xien returned to the room, rolled up his sleeves with a distorted face, revealing his pinched blue wrists, lifted his clothes, and at a glance, he found that even his waist was strangled with bruises.

Wen Xien said hatefully: [I didn't expect the male protagonist to be so bad-hearted, so he knew that he was a black hand.] ]

System: [It's okay if people don't beat you up as soon as they meet.] ]

Wen Xi'en was unwilling to cross his waist: [What face did he have to hit me?] Am I not good to him? I've given him his life, okay. ]

System: [Oh, but people don't want it.] ]

It deliberately accentuated the dirty words and blatantly ridiculed them.

The neglected pain in his waist immediately began to attack, the hot pain, Wen Xi'en was so painful that his face was pale, and he hissed there vigorously.

Zhou Nan, who was punished for miscellaneous work, was carrying water, and the water tank couldn't see the end at a glance.

Zhou Nan resisted from day to night, and barely completed it.

The clothes all over his body were soaked, Zhou Nan looked at the third floor, and the hand hanging by his side became tighter and tighter, and the affection in the dark was cold and terrifying.

It was the servant's confused shout that pulled Zhou Nan's reason back.

No matter how disgusted and hateful, the master of the castle is also a ruthless character that cannot be ignored, he tried his best to fabricate his identity to sneak into Wen Xien's side, he must not act rashly at this moment, he must be calm and pretend to be nothing, otherwise, the slightest flaw will be wasted.

After thinking about it, Zhou Nan went to find a box of ointment in order to make Wen Xien trust him more.

Taking the ointment to the third floor, Zhou Nan walked in the empty corridor, I don't know if too much time has passed, he is a little unfamiliar here.

The door at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and a tall man walked out, who seemed to have been pushed out, and the door was slammed shut before he came out.

The sound was deafening.

The man who had been kicked out chuckled twice in a low voice, and he stood in the doorway, softly coaxing the people inside.

Zhou Nan, who was a little far away, didn't hear it very clearly.

I can only vaguely hear the words His Highness, and when the man talks about the word His Highness, he is not at all respectful as others say, on the contrary, he has some gentle intimacy.

It's like whispering to a lover.

The vampire's facial features are very sharp, and even if he is inside, he can hear the man's voice, and he doesn't know what the man outside said to make His Royal Highness unhappy.

There was a crackling sound from inside.

The man who behaved presumptuously had no choice but to give up, and when he saw that he had put it away, he was not saying something rebellious.

When the man turned his face, Zhou Nan saw clearly that there was a slap mark on the man's face, which was obvious on the pale face, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but smiled gently and proudly.

Zhou Nan stood in the corner with his head down, shrinking his sense of existence.

Ji Zheng was still reminiscing about His Royal Highness's angry expression, the red and glamorous eyes, and the bright red lips that were tightly pursed, and the Adam's apple rolled silently.

He didn't notice the man next to him, if he had been sharp before, he would definitely have noticed, but now his mind was full of Wen Xien, completely shielded from the outside world.

Zhou Nan's thoughts were a little confused.

In this ancient castle, almost everyone was respectful and even afraid of His Royal Highness the Prince, but that man looked completely unafraid, and Zhou Nan instantly knew the identity of that man.

The memory of more than ten years ago is not very clear, but Zhou Nan can be sure that the relationship between His Royal Highness the Prince and Lord Deacon must not be good to this extent.

Good enough to ......

Zhou Nan suddenly came back to his senses, he smiled mockingly, I don't know if his brain is wrong, who Wen Xien has a good relationship with, what does it have to do with him, he just needs to take Lu Guilin out successfully.

After sorting out his mood, Zhou Nan knocked on the door.

He waited outside for a few minutes and found that there was no movement inside.

After hesitating, Zhou Nan knocked again, and this time he also spoke.

"Your Highness, it's me."

It wasn't quiet for long before there was a sound.

"Come in."

So I'm afraid that His Royal Highness the Prince inside thinks that it was the deacon who knocked on the door just now.

Zhou Nan pushed open the door and walked in, and the door was automatically closed.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who was leaning on the soft chair, looked at him coldly, and there was a bit of anger between her delicate eyebrows, she didn't seem to be in a good mood, Zhou Nan already regretted that he was so good at asserting himself, and today I am afraid that he was unlucky enough to hit the muzzle of the gun.

As soon as Wen Xien saw him, his waist and wrists ached faintly, and Ji Zheng was very cheeky just now, so he slapped him, and asked her with a smile if her hand hurt.

For this kind of person who is already shameless, Wen Xien really has nothing to do with him.

Now that Zhou Nan is rushing over at this time, isn't he just here to find anger?

Wen Xien looked at him in annoyance and felt uncomfortable, "Forget it, you get out!" ”

The man at the door hadn't moved yet, Wen Xien became more and more angry, and he didn't know where the anger came from, so he slapped the table and shouted angrily: "-I told you to get out, you can't hear it, right?!" ”

The man on the soft carpet was even more silent.

The big hand holding the ointment tightened, and raised his eyes silently, and on the soft chair not far away, His Royal Highness the Prince, whose eyes were soothing and pale-skinned, was staring at him with thin and angry eyes, and the white shirt and black trousers were neatly worn on his body, and even the large piece of skin and flesh around his neck were covered in disguise.

She seemed to be angry, and she didn't know if she was angry with him or anyone.

The thin lip flaps are fresh and full, red like roses blooming to rot, Zhou Nan lowered his head suddenly, his Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were dark, but his mouth was at a loss: "I, I'm here to give, Your Highness, Your Highness to deliver medicine." ”

It's good that he didn't say this, but as soon as he said it, he poked Wen Xien's sore spot, making her face more and more gloomy.

After saying this, he grabbed the ointment in his hand, lowered his head honestly, and said crampedly: "If you apply the ointment, it will be good, it will be good, and it will be faster." ”

The man spoke intermittently, as if squeezed out of his throat, Wen Xien didn't know if Zhou Nan was sincere in responding to her, anyway, as soon as he heard Zhou Nan speak, Wen Xien was speechless.

"Who needs this? You'd better keep it for yourself! Wen Xien yelled angrily.

The man just lowered his head in a cowardly and frightened manner, as if he was afraid that she would continue to yell at herself, and he didn't dare to raise his head, obedient and obedient.

People who don't know think that Wen Xien is abusing him.

If it weren't for the faint pain in her waist now, Wen Xien wouldn't have been so angry if she couldn't speak.

The man looked quite pitiful on the outside, his thick hair was wet with sweat, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his strong and sturdy body.

(End of chapter)