Those charming atmospheres seem to have been imagined by Zhou Nan alone.

What do you mean by liking to see him eat?

What His Royal Highness the Prince is thinking, of course, is not something that one of his entourages can speculate and ask, even if his heart is itching, he does not dare to ask.

So Zhou Nan just obediently stretched out his hand to take it, he was actually a thick-skinned person, if others were watching him eat from the side, he wouldn't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.

But if it's Wen Xien, it's different.

This made him subconsciously eat a little more elegantly, and he didn't dare to eat like before, preserving the only remaining image.

After eating these cakes, Zhou Nan had forgotten the taste of the cakes, and only thought about Wen Xien's eyes and maintained the image of Sven eating.

The two of them sat quietly on the grass and watched the sunset, Wen Xien didn't know what to think, and suddenly said, "You can sing a song to me." ”

Zhou Nan was taken aback, and hurriedly refused: "Your Highness, Your Highness, I, I won't, I can't sing, singing......"

The man seemed to be very flustered, full of error.

I thought that Wen Xien would force him to sing a song, after all, His Royal Highness the Prince never took into account other people's thoughts.

But what surprised Zhou Nan was that Wen Xien did not press forward step by step.

"If you don't know how to sing, learn it, and sing it to me when you're done."

His Royal Highness the Prince seems to have a particularly gentle temper today, and this trance makes Zhou Nan even feel that he has returned to his previous days in the ancient castle.

At that time, His Royal Highness was even gentler than now, and he still remembered that His Royal Highness still liked to laugh, and always smiled in front of him, instead of showing a short-lived smile only occasionally as he does now.

——

Wen Xien returned to the castle after eating and drinking, and originally wanted to get a good night's sleep, but his heart began to ache.

The pinprick pain made her toss and turn, and she was forced to break out in a cold sweat.

Her chest was really painful, and Wen Xien didn't want to stay in bed anymore, so she put on a black silky pajamas and walked out like a ghost.

The wind in the night seemed to carry a sense of nostalgia, and after a stroll, Wen Xien fell asleep on the rocking chair under the umbrella on the lawn.

——

The sun was shining, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, Zhou Nan was carrying a few books that Wen Xien often read in his arms, and when the breeze hit, the things in his arms were urged to emit bursts of fragrance, covering Zhou Nan's gloomy face like a big net.

The reason why this book may often be read by Wen Xi'en, in addition to the faint ink fragrance for a long time, it is also stained with the lingering cold fragrance on Wen Xien's body, and Zhou Nan has a feeling of holding Wen Xien in his arms when he holds it.

It's really weird.

What kind of perfume did His Royal Highness the Prince spray, so greasy and so long.

Zhou Nan furrowed his eyebrows, hoping that the wind would be stronger enough to blow away the disturbing aroma and his chaotic thoughts.

Zhou Nan's face was indifferent, and when he came to the door of Wen Xien's room, he became an honest and wooden look.

He knocked on the door first, but there was no sound in the room as promised, Zhou Nan knocked again, but still didn't hear movement.

Pushing open the door, the room was empty.

Zhou Nan felt that it shouldn't be, Wen Xien should sit on a soft chair and read a book at this time, or occasionally take care of the bright flowers on the table.

Even if the person is no longer there, the housekeeper will inform him that he does not need to send the book.

But now the room was empty, and the housekeeper did not hear from him, indicating that even the housekeeper did not know that there was no one in the room anymore.

Zhou Nan put the book on the table, and he thought to himself that Wen Xien ran out again at night.

His task was only to come and deliver books, but the owner was not there, and he couldn't stay in this room anymore, the most important thing was that this room was filled with the aroma of that person, and after staying for a long time, his whole person was also anxious.

When passing by the garden, Zhou Nan went to see how the flowers and plants were pruned, and since he followed Wen Xien's side, other gardeners had come to take his place.

While he was admiring the flowers on the side of the road with relish, he saw the butler supporting a thin figure.

Zhou Nan felt that the figure was a little familiar, and after taking a look, he realized that it was His Royal Highness the Prince who disappeared into the room.

It's just that her face doesn't look very good, her skin was already very white, and now it seems to be melting in the sun, her straight and thick eyelashes are slightly drooping, and her whole person doesn't look very energetic.

She was still wearing a nightgown, and her steps were vain.

Of course, Zhou Nan couldn't pretend not to see it and leave directly, so he had to honestly walk up to Wen Xien and call His Highness.

The sickly Qin Li's eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and her thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow, giving an order to the tall and sturdy man in front of her.

"You're here to help me."

The housekeeper didn't agree, he felt that Zhou Nan was clumsy, and what if he injured His Royal Highness, but he couldn't refute His Highness's words, so he could only hand over His Highness to this man.

Before the man took over, the housekeeper also gave a faint warning.

"Be careful."

Zhou Nan didn't pay attention to the housekeeper's nervousness, he held Wen Xien's arm, and he could feel the cold temperature inside through the thin fabric.

The farther he went, Wen Xien walked slower and slower, and Zhou Nan also moved slowly.

He also sensed the slightest wrongness, bowed his head slightly, relying on His Royal Highness the Prince not to see, and wantonly looked at the people under him.

The black hair that hung down to the shoulders and neck was as smooth as satin, and the eyebrows and eyes were elegant and indifferent, as if they had been carefully smudged by ink.

It is so fragile that it seems that with a little force, it can crush the person in front of you.

The pace to the back was almost snail-like.

The long knuckled fingers tightened and pinched Wen Xien's arm a little harder.

The five fingers that hang down and peek out of the sleeves are slender and white, and the pale blue blood vessels can be clearly seen.

Wen Xien was already starting to feel uncomfortable, his head was a little dizzy, and he had no strength in his body.

Feeling the pain in her hands, Wen Xien glanced up at the man, her face was very pale, her lips were red and sickly, her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she said uncomfortably: "Idiot, don't try so hard." ”

The man's hand was very large, and he could easily wrap the slender arm under his hand, and when Wen Xien said this, he subconsciously loosened his strength.

Zhou Nan frowned, I don't know if it was because of a fool she scolded, or because she looked at her just now, there was an inexplicable heat in her heart.

I don't know if it's or what.

No one can escape the law of true incense.

(End of chapter)