“Beliya, it’s okay, I will take you to the doctor.”
He tried to pick her up, but she suddenly reached out and put the gray spotted sparrow in his arms:
“Gaia, save Bannban, okay?”
She cried:
“It’s dying.”
“It’s okay.” Gaia touched the gray spotted sparrow, “Its heartbeat is strong. But you, Beliya, your breath is weak.”
“Really?”
“Yes, Leslie never lies.”
Yuli couldn’t help but believe him.
Gaia handed the gray spotted sparrow to Carlo, and picked up Yuli.
“Prince Carlo, I’ll leave the rest to you.”
“Don’t worry, I have already informed the Lord and the professors. Miss Fergus seems to be seriously injured—”
“—I know.”
Gaia gently supported her inside and heard a faint “hiss” sound. He asked with his head down:
“Does it hurt, Beliya?”
Yuli gently rested her head on his shoulder and sobbed softly:
“… It hurts, Gaia, it hurts like I’m going to die…”
At this moment, she had time to think:
Why did he set up a magic array in her room?
Or did he hide it from her…
Does he… suspect her?
Inside the room, Prince Carlo looked at the cloak on the ground in surprise: there was nothing inside, only a wooden human figure.
With a gust of wind, the wooden figure turned into dust and scattered in the air.
The cloak on the ground was like a gaping mouth, mocking him.
Chapter 27 Picking Faults
Natashi suddenly opened her eyes.
A black shadow engulfed her like dense fog. She instinctively opened her mouth, but when she realized who the other party was, she closed it again:
“Lord Louis?”
She asked in a low voice, and glanced up at him.
The girl in the same dormitory was sleeping soundly.
Louis’s handsome and noble face gradually appeared in the darkness. He was not wearing his cloak, his face was pale, and his eyes were cold.
“Lord Louis, why are you here now…”
Natashi breathed a sigh of relief, and her rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down.
“Shh, don’t talk, Natashi.”
Louis made a “be quiet” gesture, gently pressing his index finger on her lips.
Natashi obediently closed her mouth.
She noticed that his breathing was too rapid, and his fingers were colder than usual, as cold as ice—
She couldn’t help but shudder.
“Good girl, that’s the way.”
Louis looked at her satisfied. This was the girl he loved.
Docile, gentle, harmless, like a little lamb, not like the fierce, rebellious wild cat that could scratch people just now.
Unfortunately, his only doll was ruined.
“Lord Louis, are you… injured?”
Natashi smelled a strong blood smell, which was not unfamiliar to her.
She reached out, but was caught—
Louis looked apologetically at her:
“Natashi…”
“Lord Louis, no matter what you do, I am willing.”
Natashi looked at him tenderly.
She lay there, like a pure lamb.
Louis felt infinite love. She always satisfied his appetite like this.
His teeth skillfully pierced the muscles on her neck, and the young girl’s blood flowed into his thirsty throat from her veins, filling the empty chest. The wound, which was scorched and painful by the silver cross, slowly began to ease.
Power returned to his body.
And Natashi felt happy.
She seemed to be immersed in a colorful cloud.
In the cloud, there were sweet candies, beautiful clothes, a loving father, and…
“…Mr. Leslie.”
She smiled sweetly and held the young man tightly around her neck.
Louis suddenly stopped.
“Louis…my lord?”
Natashi looked at him in a daze, with a faint blush on her face.
“Not quite the same.”
He said a sentence she couldn’t understand.
“What…not the same?”
Natashi tilted her head.
“Nothing,” Louis gently stroked her head, “Natashi, you don’t have to worry about these things.”
He lowered his head, and the cold teeth punctured the wound once again, but Natashi felt that Lord Louis seemed a little absent-minded, and he was not as urgent as before. It was more like being troubled by something—
“Lord Louis, are you thinking about Miss Beliya?”
She suddenly asked.
Louis opened his eyes, his teeth still against her neck, until he made a muffled grunt, and then he removed his teeth from her neck.
He reached out and stroked it, and the wound miraculously disappeared.
He looked down at the girl from a high place:
“Natashi, don’t be jealous, it’s not cute.”
The girl’s eyes drooped.
There was a gentle arc at the corner of her mouth: “Lord Louis, I’m not jealous, please…don’t abandon me.”
“Good girl, how could I abandon you.”
Louis said gently.
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On the other side, the duty doctor hurriedly put on her coat:
“Who is it?”
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