Wen Xien lost his temper by the feather-like massage, and the man behind him was like a log, and he screamed a few times without saying a word.

Later, Wen Xien was sleepy again, and she told everyone around her to leave and lie on the rocking chair to bask in the sun.

The sun shone on her body, and the pale seemed to disappear immediately.

The housekeeper was worried, and he stopped talking, as if he wanted to tell Wen Xien not to sleep, but in the end he still didn't speak.

Zhou Nan's mind was all divided by Wen Xien, so that the housekeeper pulled him to speak, but he didn't listen to a word, and nodded his head unconsciously.

Because Zhou Nan was originally a quiet character, the housekeeper didn't think it was strange, and said to himself about the things to pay attention to, and finally said: "Your Highness has become a lot of sleepy lately, you should make Your Highness happy, don't let her sleep all the time." ”

Zhou Nan's thoughts of running away came back, and he said solemnly: "Your Highness, yes, what's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

The butler was confused, "What's wrong?" ”

Thinking about it, a gloomy look appeared on the butler's face, "You may also know something from other mouths, hey, don't say it in front of Your Highness, it will make Your Highness unhappy." ”

Zhou Nan's heart was in turmoil, and he said in his heart: Could it be that Wen Xien is really sick and dying?

It was undoubtedly the most appropriate question to ask the butler, who had been with the prince for many years, and he pretended to be curious, but his breathing was chaotic and unaware of it.

The housekeeper was obviously in a lot of emotion, full of worries about Wen Xien, it stands to reason that Zhou Nan shouldn't have no eyes to ask now, but he really couldn't help it, he wanted to know what was going on.

Zhou Nan's face was not obvious, he suppressed his thoughts, stroked the beautifully pruned flowers casually, and said lightly: "Your Highness, sleep, sleep for a long time, I, I just saw and saw the handkerchief on His Highness's hand, on his hand...... Handkerchief......"

The latter words Zhou Nan seemed to dare not speak, lowered his head, honest and wooden.

The butler obviously saw the blood on Wen Xi'an's handkerchief as well, he sighed and waved his hand, "It's an old problem." ”

"Your Highness's body...... Isn't it good? Zhou Nan hesitated.

"It's not good." The housekeeper's words were rather vague, maybe it was not a secret that Wen Xien was not in good health, so the housekeeper did not have any doubts about Zhou Nan, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his face became ugly.

Zhou Nan wanted to ask, why is it not good? What's not so good? Isn't it curable? Was she sick and dying? It's just that he couldn't ask, and played with the flowers on the vase repeatedly for a while, and then withdrew his hand.

The housekeeper said hatefully: "It's all the damn human who harmed it!" ”

Zhou Nan was completely stunned, as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed in his throat, he wanted to ask who the human being was in the housekeeper's mouth, a picture flashed in his mind, Zhou Nan had the answer in his heart, but there had never been such a chaotic moment in his mind.

He thought that Wen Xien would be fine if he didn't die, after all, Wen Xien didn't look like someone who was in trouble, and Wen Xien was no different from before, so he naturally thought that Wen Xien was fine.

But now all the circumstances tell him that Wen Xien has something, she just pretends to be nothing, this should be good news for him, after all, the weaker Wen Xien, the better he can start, and completely complete the tasks that were not completed back then, leaving a perfect symbol.

So what's wrong with him now?

Why is there a little ...... Can't bear it?

At night, Zhou Nan drank wine alone in the room, thinking little by little, and finally he couldn't figure it out, all his irritable and depressed emotions had nowhere to vent, there was a decorative sword hanging on the wall, Zhou Nan pulled out the knife, the sharp sword glowed in the moonlight, and finally couldn't bear to draw the knife and wield it.

He waved it in a disorderly manner, just to vent his emotions, he looked at this knife before, and the imaginary enemy in his mind was always Wen Xien, fantasizing that this knife was inserted in Wen Xien's heart to see if she had a heart.

At that time, he just regarded Wen Xien as a ruthless and violent monster, so he never regretted what he had done, vampires deserve to die, Wen Xien deserves to die!

But now, he doesn't even need to do it, Wen Xien may not live long, so all his plans are useless.

Wen Xien's appearance appeared in his mind, delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes, extremely white face, extremely red lips, thin and cold, looking at people as far as he could.

The blade broke through the air and stopped, his killing intent dispersed, the scabbard "dangchang" fell to the ground, the blade broke through the air and stopped abruptly, his killing intent dispersed, and the knife also "dangchang" landed, Zhou Nan was exhausted and fell to his knees.

He hugged his head in confusion, not knowing why it had become like this.

There was a rainstorm in the middle of the night, and the crackling raindrops smashed on the window, Zhou Nan ran out, only to see Wen Xien in the garden being hurriedly carried away by Ji Zheng, just passing by him.

In the rain, Zhou Nan saw the hands hanging down, white as snow.

Zhou Nan didn't leave, it rained in the middle of the night, maybe his thoughts were chaotic and his heart was depressed, this small rain actually made Zhou Nan, who was like an iron beater, fall ill.

This is difficult to do, vampires will not be bothered by disease and aging, they will not catch a cold, they are immune to viruses, and they have a super immune system, but Zhou Nan is not really a vampire, he has a cold now, if he is discovered by others, it will definitely not be easy to get out.

Zhou Nan wanted to spend a day in the room, after all, he was in good health, and he never needed injections and medicine for colds, and the fever would usually subside after a day.

Wen Xien heard that Zhou Nan was not feeling well, and he didn't believe this statement, thinking that Zhou Nan just didn't want to see her, Zhou Nan's dislike of her was not clear to others, but Wen Xien could see it clearly.

That's good, you don't have to play with that man, Wen Xien wanted to take a day off, and the system jumped out.

System: [The male protagonist has a cold.,You have to go see him.,He drank a medicine that can confuse the identity of the blood clan and humans.,But if he catches a cold.,The medicine will be invalid.,When the time comes, it's miserable.] ]

Wen Xien's old god was lying on the bed: [When he was discovered, he was discovered, anyway, he was the male protagonist, and it wouldn't be good.] ]

System: [...... You're still going to brush his favorability, you don't want A, do you? ]

Speaking of the sensitive word A, Wen Xien reacted, she sat up reluctantly, and when she walked out of the door, she turned into a noble prince.

For Wen Xien's perfect acting skills, the system expressed great satisfaction.

Zhou Nan has always been a taciturn person, and he has a bad relationship with anyone in the ancient castle, of course, it is not bad, he is groggy and groggy, and no one cares about him, and he doesn't need to be taken care of by others, he will survive, just like before.

(End of chapter)