Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Chapter 393 Rose of the Night: His Highness’s Blood Servant (12)

When Xia He heard the voice and turned his head, he saw a flash of silver light flashing in his black pupils, approaching so quickly that he had no time to avoid it.

He could only close his eyes, but there was no pain as expected.

Instead, his body was pulled tightly by an irresistible force, and the cold aroma enveloped him, a familiar breath.

Xia He opened his eyes blankly and looked blankly at the woman's calm and indifferent profile.

The slender white hand pressed on his lower back, completely protecting him in her arms, and the other hand was raised.

Beautiful fingers hold a long arrow tightly.

The silver light stung Xia He's eyes.

Before he could react, he rushed over and snatched away the silver arrow.

"Are you crazy? This is silverware."

The woman exposed her palms, which were already bloody and bloody.

Drop after drop of rich, black blood flowed from the wound and dripped onto the carpet.

Mu Qing looked calm, as if she couldn't feel any pain.

He looked out the window without saltiness and moved his hands at the same time.

The silver arrow thrown to the ground by Xia He floated again and hung steadily in the air.

The figure was already hiding behind the tower.

Meg shrunk herself.

I rely on me rely on me!

Why is she here?

Didn't she go out?

Meg would not be so stupid as to attack Xia He even though she knew Mu Qing was here.

He got the news that Mu Qing had left the castle, and felt that he had finally found an opportunity, so he came to assassinate Xia He.

But who knew she was here!

You are such a dignified royal highness of the blood race, how can you still be in love?

If such a big thing happened, why don't you deal with it quickly? Why don't you stay here with your little blood servant? Not too much? !

"Who is he?" Xia He pursed his lips tightly and looked out the window at the dark night. He only saw a sliver of tower spiers and no one there.

Mu Qing put down his hand, and the arrow floating in the air shot out with a hiss.

The silver arrow seemed to have eyes. The figure was already hidden behind the tower, but it still penetrated his back accurately.

"Well……"

There was a sharp pain in her back. Meg groaned in pain. Her face was pale and she was sweating profusely. She didn't dare to make any more noise and endured the pain and left.

"It's okay." Mu Qing looked at the young man's pale face and reassured him.

The young man just pursed his lips slightly and stood up without saying a word and walked to the closet.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes, her wine-red eyes flickering with light.

Although Meg has left, he is injured and his blood is still in his blood.

The aura on his body was a little different from others.

Give her a familiar feeling.

This familiarity was different from the feeling the fox gave her.

It just bores her.

Her memory has always been good.

She could recall memories no matter how far back they were, but she had no impression of this aura. It could only exist in her lost memory.

A white light suddenly flashed in his mind, mixed with a moment of stinging pain.

Mu Qing couldn't help but close her eyes, and countless images exploded in her mind.

laboratory……

Potion...

White coat…

A white-haired figure stood beside the operating table, with a gentle and elegant smile on his lips. His voice was old and drowsy, "Go to sleep, my dear daughter."

……

--"Are you OK?

--【Are you OK? 】

The voices of Mie Shi and Xia He overlapped in reality and in their minds.

Mu Qing slowly opened her eyes, her wine-red eyes were clear and filled with only calmness and reason.

Even though recovering her memory was what she dreamed of, at this moment, she still only felt peaceful.

Facing the young man's worried gaze, Mu Qing shook her head, "I'm fine."

Xia He squatted down in front of her, with an open medicine box beside him. He gently bit his lower lip with his white teeth, and raised his head, with a soft light in his eyes.

He asked softly: "Does human medicine work for you?"

Mu Qing slowly shook her head.

Xia He lowered his head in a somewhat disappointed manner. The feeling of powerlessness in his heart made him feel very uncomfortable. He made a low, almost inaudible voice, "What should we do..."

"Idiot." Mu Qing pulled him up from the ground, staring closely at his white neck, with a trace of bloodlust in his eyes.

His voice was gentle and low, "You are the most useful medicine for wounds."

Xia He was stunned for a moment, biting his lower lip out of habit, a blush appeared on his face, and he slowly lowered his eyelashes, as if in acquiescence.

Mu Qing hugged him into her arms, her fangs piercing the skin of his neck.

The instant pleasure made the young man moan uncontrollably, his white fingertips weakly clinging to her shoulders, his expression blurred, and tears falling down.

Because of his injury, Mu Qing took longer to eat this time than before.

The overwhelming pleasure makes people collapse and want to scream. Xia He can only hug her helplessly, whimpering softly, his head resting on her shoulder, a blush on his face, like a delicate crimson flower.

I don't know how much time passed. The young man's body was trembling slightly. He was placed on the soft quilt. The tears on his face were not dry, and he looked into the void with blurred eyes.

Mu gently wiped away the tears on his face and hugged him sideways.

Walking in the long corridor, Xia He gradually came back to his senses and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"

Mu Qing: "Your room can no longer be occupied. Go to my room."

Xia He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he had no reason to refuse, nor... the qualification to refuse.

He bit his lower lip gently and leaned his furry head obediently on Mu Qing's shoulder.

Coming to the room, Mu Qing placed him in the coffin.

The dark coffin had half the lid closed, blocking the light and making it darker.

Xia He lay flat inside, put his hands on his abdomen, and moved his eyes, looking left and right.

Really, so weird!

Mu Qing lay down next to him, calm and composed.

A wave of his hand.

boom--

The coffin was completely closed, and the eyes fell into pitch black.

Xia He became nervous.

She placed her cold hand on the back of his hand and held it gently.

"Don't be afraid."

"..."

Xia He let out a long breath, and gradually, he seemed to be really not that scared anymore.

He originally thought that being in a closed coffin would make people breathless.

But I found that it was not the case. I just felt a little suffocated mentally, but there was no discomfort in my body.

Just hypnotize yourself...

Don't mind it, don't mind it... It's just like a normal room, just smaller.

Xia He closed his eyes, did some mental construction over and over again, and simply brought up a topic to divert his attention.

He felt strange and doubtful, full of heaviness, "Is that person coming for Your Highness, or is it me?"

Mu Qing didn't answer.