Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Chapter 388 Rose of the Night: His Highness’s Blood Servant (7)

Xia He pursed the corners of his slim and pretty lips slightly, put his hand in hers, and was pulled into her embrace.

The dark wings with beautiful bones fully unfolded, taking him into the air.

This time the speed was not fast, and the wind was much gentler.

The huge wings cover the sky, and the dark feathers are incredibly soft. When she raises her head slightly, she can see her beautiful jawline.

Xia He's eyelashes flickered, and he lowered his head quietly, looking at the spectacular castle below.

Her voice came faintly, "Why don't you kill him?"

Xia He was stunned for a second, her heart pounding. It turned out that she knew everything.

Then Xia He relaxed again. If she was angry because of this matter, she wouldn't have waited until now.

Xia He slowly shook his head, "We haven't reached that point yet."

He did have murderous intentions towards Hua Ling, but he didn't do it in the end, not because he was soft-hearted. He felt that Hua Ling deserved his death. After all, over the years, he had almost died in his hands countless times. He was still alive now only because of good luck.

He just thought of the gentle and elegant earl. Hua Ling was his son, and he wanted to repay him with some kindness.

Mu Qing said nothing.

Mu Qing sent Xia He back to the room.

Soon it will be daybreak outside.

Mu Qing was outside the window, leaning down, her silver hair falling, bringing a burst of fragrance to her face.

She placed her slender palms on the boy's furry head and rubbed it gently, "Get a good sleep."

Xia He looked at her blankly.

Several images flashed through his mind.

She hugged him and bit his neck very gently; she took him flying into the air at a very fast speed, but held his waist firmly with her hands; while he was teaching Hua Ling in the house, she waited patiently and silently. at the corridor.

There were countless tender moments that he was able to capture.

Those tenderness, it seems, are not an illusion.

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Early the next morning.

Hua Ling woke up from the severe pain. When he sat up from the bed, he couldn't help but touch his face. As soon as his fingertips touched his cheek, he screamed.

Before dawn, the corridor was filled with cries like ghosts.

The maid quickly locked Hua Ling's room, pushed open the door and entered with sharp eyes, "At this time, the adults are all asleep, what are you making a noise about!"

But when he saw Hua Ling's face, he couldn't help but his eyes widened in shock.

Seeing her reaction, Hua Ling felt even more frightened, her crying became more exaggerated, and she ran into the bathroom.

A complete stranger appeared in the mirror. His entire face was swollen like a pig's head, and red slap marks were faintly visible.

"what!!"

A scream came from the bathroom.

Maid:......

After a long time, Hua Ling realized the fact that he had been plotted against last night.

But why didn't he feel anything?

After suffering such a serious injury, he should have felt the pain and woke up at that time, but now that it was almost dawn, he felt it.

……who is it? ! Who could have done it? !

Hua Ling thought about it and finally focused on Xia He and Meg.

The three of them are all His Highness's blood servants, so one of them must be jealous of him.

After thinking about it, Xia He was more suspicious.

Hua Ling's eyes burst out with astonishing resentment, and he shouted in the bathroom, "I want to see His Highness!"

The maid put her hands on her belly, and she could tell that she was well-educated. She couldn't help showing a bit of contempt in her eyes, "Your Highness is not open to everyone. It's almost dawn, and Your Highness needs to rest."

Hua Ling refused to accept her trick and rushed out of the bathroom, saying viciously: "Now I am His Highness's blood servant! Have you seen my face? If something happens to me and Your Highness happens to summon me, you can take the responsibility. Get up?!"

The maid's expression changed and her eyes darkened.

She indeed intentionally caused a stumbling block for Hua Ling. She knew that Hua Ling had been bullied and needed to seek justice from His Highness, but she deliberately stopped him.

Because she is jealous of Hua Ling!

There is always fresh blood entering this castle, reminding them that these old humans are no longer qualified to become blood servants.

The maid could only say: "I need to inform His Highness. It is still unknown whether His Highness is willing to see you."

Hua Ling raised his chin and told her to go quickly.

After a while, the maid came back and behaved a lot, "Follow me."

Hua Ling was taken to the top floor by the maid, walked through a huge sky corridor, turned a few more turns, and passed through the cloister. At the end there was a huge door carved with simple and gorgeous three-dimensional roses, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. .

There is a thick carpet under your feet, and there is no sound of footsteps when you step on it.

Hua Ling came to the door and was shocked by the door. He stared blankly for a long time. When he came to his senses, he was the only one left in the long corridor.

He bit his lower lip slightly and pushed the door open tentatively.

Before he touched the door, a gust of breeze blew gently, as if there were hands pushing the door open from somewhere he couldn't see.

"Creak" sound.

Revealing the dim space inside.

He walked in subconsciously.

This is also a main hall, but it is not as large as the main hall downstairs. It is still very wide.

Dark red columns support the ceiling, and the colored glass is magnificent and ancient. The sky is getting brighter outside, and a slight glimmer of light shines through the glass. The colorful light drifts in the air in a blur. Everything looks so mysterious, like in a myth. Strange world.

The faint light of the morning was just enough to see clearly the coffin in the middle. It was completely dark and had a three-dimensional rose pattern on the surface. It was ancient and beautiful.

...I heard that all vampires sleep in coffins.

Thinking of this rumor, Hua Ling couldn't help but swallowed in fear... Thinking about it, it still felt weird.

After looking around, there was nothing here except this coffin.

Could it be that His Highness...is waiting for him inside?

Hua Ling could only approach step by step and came to the coffin. He gently reached out his hand and was about to knock on the coffin.

An indifferent and cool voice came from behind.

"I heard that you want to see me?"

Hua Ling's whole body was suddenly shrouded in chill, and before he could react, he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"…Your Highness, Your Highness."

Mu Qing walked out from behind him, walked straight past him, came to the stained glass window, and looked at the scenery outside.

The blue sky was dyed a strange blood-red color by the glass.

The woman's back was slender, and her silver hair fell softly behind her. It was just a silhouette, but it made people feel oppressive.

"If there's something wrong, tell me."

Hua Ling looked at the woman's back infatuatedly, then realized the purpose of his visit, swallowed his saliva, and quickly started to complain.

As he spoke, he began to cry, as if he had been greatly wronged and insulted, and his tears were moving.

"Your Highness, although I don't know who it is, I have a suspect... Of course, I didn't say it must be him... But we didn't deal with each other before, and I was often bullied by him... He is Xia He! Your Highness You must seek justice for me!”

Mu Qing turned around, staring at Hua Ling with gleaming wine-red eyes that were incomprehensible.

Hualing...

This name is a rare name that Mu Qing can remember after becoming a mission worker.