Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Xia He snorted lightly, "Why, I didn't make trouble with His Highness, and His Highness is disappointed?"

One mouth at a time, one highness, a strange atmosphere.

Mu Qing remembered a few days ago, when she woke up and saw him glaring at her with his big, beautiful eyes.

Still as lovable as he is now.

Mu Qing kissed him on the cheek, "If you have the strength."

Xia He remembered that his waist was sore and his legs were weak, a blush suddenly appeared on his cheeks, and he was speechless.

I guess if I keep talking, I will be taught a lesson again.

Xia He patted Mu Qing's hand away, sat up, glanced at the coffin, and felt very uncomfortable, and said angrily: "I want to sleep on the bed."

He had long disliked this broken coffin.

It was pitch black lying inside, as if I couldn't breathe.

She already locked him up, what's wrong with changing the bed? !

Except for letting him go, Mu Qing naturally obeyed other requests, "Okay."

...

Xia He was locked up and had nothing to do, so he naturally came up with a lot of random ideas. The originally empty hall gradually became crowded.

There are more beds, wardrobes, tables and sofas, and some gadgets that Xia He usually tinkers with. Compared with the cold look before, it looks much more popular, like a home.

Mari sometimes comes here to report official business, but she feels that she is in the wrong place and feels very uncomfortable.

Is this still the place where her noble and indifferent Highness lives? !

It almost looks like a human being.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Xia He occasionally wanted to get some fresh air. Maybe it was because he had behaved very well during this period. He asked Mu Qing to go to the yard to get some fresh air, but he was allowed to do so.

Xia He sat in the courtyard. The fragrance of roses filled the courtyard, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on it, like an oil painting.

He sipped the black tea slowly.

A sound of footsteps came from the side.

Xia He looked to the side, and saw a young man in white robe with a slender figure and a gentle face walking slowly. He still had a dignified and holy aura, like a waiter of God.

Xia He felt a little strange when he met other people unexpectedly.

After all, this month, he faced Mu Qing all day long, and he only met Ma Rui once at most.

Xia He's usually cold face became a little gentler.

Meg was also very surprised to see Xia He, but of course the surprise on his face was fake. He had long known that Xia He was here, so he deliberately met him here.

Meg came to him and smiled gracefully, "Do you mind if I sit here?"

Xia He looked around guiltily.

She shouldn't be so quick to catch him.

Xia He nodded and said warmly: "Okay."

He poured Meg a cup of tea.

Meg took a gentle sip and said with a sigh: "I haven't seen you for a long time. I've been eating and sleeping here all day long. It's very boring."

Xia He felt the same way about these words and couldn't help but nodded.

Meg turned to stare at him and asked, "Where were you during this time?"

Mu Qing kept the news about Xia He tightly sealed, so Meg didn't know that Xia He had returned home before, nor did she know that Xia He had been in the room belonging to His Royal Highness the Blood Tribe on the top floor for the entire month, with His Highness the Blood Tribe. Sleep in a bed.

Xia He was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed.

Could it be said that he was imprisoned by His Highness?

"Uh... I've been in the room during this time and don't come out much, so..." Xia He answered vaguely.

Because the manor is very large and there are many rooms, it is not easy to see each other even if they live together in the manor, so Xia He's answer did not arouse Meg's suspicion.

Meg curled her lips, with deep doubts in her eyes, "Hua Ling is nowhere to be seen. How can one or two of them be so free?"

This month, I haven't found a single opportunity.

I'm almost out of my mind!

Xia He didn't care, he looked like he had nothing to do. As for Hua Ling, he was probably jumping up and down, but why didn't he see anyone?

Last time he went specifically to find Hua Ling, but was blocked by the maid outside the door.

He said Hua Ling was sleeping because he was too tired.

Tired...cough okay, the vampires are indeed very talented in that area, and it will indeed be very tiring.

Unexpectedly, he missed the chance to see Hua Ling for the last time that time.

Afterwards, I went to Hua Ling's room. The room was empty, and there were no clothes in the closet. Hua Ling had already moved out of it.

Meg had always guessed that Hua Ling might have moved into His Highness the Blood Tribe's room.

Meg did not know that she had guessed correctly, just that she had guessed the wrong person.

What else was Meg prepared to ask.

The dark wings flew across the sky, and the dark red figure fell behind Xia He, and the slender white hands slowly clasped his shoulders.

Meg's expression suddenly changed, and she lowered her head respectfully, "Your Highness."

The moment he lowered his head, his elegant expression turned ferocious.

If you don’t come early, you won’t come later! Why come now!

When I want to kill you, I can't even see him, and when I don't want to see you, he appears again!

It's so annoying!

Xia He turned around in confusion.

Mu Qing took Xia He's hand and pulled him into her arms. She didn't leave a single word, but looked at Meg with a meaningful look.

Meg's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and her gaze seemed to penetrate his soul. It always felt like all his thoughts had been seen through.

Wings flew across the sky.

His Highness the Blood Tribe has already left here with the human in his arms.

No one was there, so Meg raised her head, but the elegant and calm boy made actions that were not in line with the image and stamped his feet irritably.

He knew the complicated relationship between Xia He and Hua Ling, and Xia He might be able to draw Hua Ling out.

Then he can take the opportunity to kill the nine-tailed fox.

Maybe Mu Qing will reveal a flaw, and when the time comes he will take advantage of it and kill two birds with one stone.

It's just a pity...

It's okay, Mu Dian!

There must still be a chance!

You need to cheer up!

...

"What did he tell you?" Mu Qing held Xia He's waist and walked to the sky corridor on the top floor, looking at the sunset in the distance.

The sun is gradually setting.

Xia He: "I just said a few words..."

Xia He recounted the conversation between himself and Meg in detail.

I couldn't help but ask: "Where did Hua Ling go?"

When Meg said that Hua Ling was nowhere to be seen, he felt something was wrong. Hua Ling's temperament was definitely not one that could endure loneliness.

Especially in this empty castle, it feels like a dead city.

Hua Ling has always been proud. He has always wanted to gain Mu Qing's favor and it was impossible not to take action, but he has never heard from him.

There was a faint voice in his heart, telling him that something might have happened to Hualing.

Mu Qing: "He is already dead."

Xia He looked at her in shock. Looking at her expression, he no longer needed to ask who killed him, he already had the answer in his heart.

"……when?"

When Mu Qing told the date, Xia He was a little surprised. Wasn't it the night before he went home?

It turns out that that night, she went to Hua Ling's room not to suck his blood, but...

Xia He: "But why didn't any news come out? If he died that night, the manor should have received the news that he was dead in the next two days when I was at home."