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Raising his hand to block the not-so-bright sunlight in the early morning, Wenxiu Lord turned over and pulled the man who was still sleeping beside him into his arms.

The inky quilt was moved by this movement, revealing Wenxiu Lord's fair, muscular back with smooth lines.

He lifted the corner of the quilt to cover the marks of varying sizes on his neck and shoulders.

With their naked upper bodies touching, and feeling the lower body temperature in his arms, Wenxiu Lord frowned, and his eyeballs moved under his closed eyelids, revealing the dazzling silver-grey gem inside.

The outward side effects of the split Horcrux have already appeared, with a body temperature that remains cold all year round and a skin tone that is pale to bluish.

There are also cracks that are faintly visible in the sunlight.

There would be nothing unusual on cloudy days and at night, but in such bright sunshine, the changes in Tom Riddle were particularly obvious.

With an indescribable expression, he looked at Tom Riddle who hugged him back for warmth. Wenxiu Lord was glad that Voldemort was disfigured, but not much.

At least he is not bald for the time being, and his facial features are still functional, not the dead look he had after resurrection.

Otherwise he would have defected on the spot, put Lucius in a sack, kidnapped him and defected with the Malfoy family.

Tom Riddle turned over and lifted the edge of the quilt. Wenxiu Lord raised his hands to wrap them both tightly to prevent the cold air from getting into the bed, and fell asleep again while holding them.

In the past, it was Tom Riddle who held him for warmth, and now it was he who held Tom Riddle for warmth.

Even Tom Riddle felt that he would be warmer being held by Venthu Lord, so he let him go.

Gradually, Tom Riddle got used to waking up in the warm and fragrant arms of Venus Lord every day.

Now, after Wenxiu Lord had been struggling for such a long time, Tom Riddle not only did not wake up, but his body even consciously moved to find a comfortable position.

The two of them went crazy for a long time last night. Although they braked in time and didn't finish, their hands suffered a lot.

My palms are still a little numb now.

He slept until noon. Perhaps because he was weak from too many broken Horcruxes, Tom Riddle woke up later than Vinci Lord.

When he regained consciousness and opened his eyes, Wenxiu Lord had already braided a few small braids on the top of his hair.

The deceptive look of having sleepy eyes and a few tufts of hair sticking up on the top of his head makes him look funny and cute no matter how you look at him.

"Damn it, I'm really crazy. I've been acting for too long and I've fooled myself into thinking Voldemort is cute."

Shaking off the terrible thoughts in his head, Wenxiu Lord, who had already washed up and lay back in bed, leaned forward, placed a light kiss on the man's lips, and nimbly untied the little tufts of hair with his fingers.

"Vodi, good afternoon. I made lunch. Do you want to eat now?"

"Good morning, my Wenxiu."

Turning over and knocking the young man beside him to the ground, Tom Riddle closed his eyes and breathed in the young man's unique scent, his fingers reaching into the shirt that the young man had just put on.

Tom Riddle was never a person who liked to endure hardships. He could endure hardships, but he had endured too much, so he didn't like to endure hardships.

So in some ways, he's a hedonist.

Whether it was because he had tasted the sweetness or the old house was on fire, it seemed that he didn't want to let his fiancé go these two days.

When the two of them ate real food, that meal could be called dinner.

The flames danced and melted the wax, causing it to drip. Wenxiu Lord put down his knife and fork, supported his chin with the back of his hand, and silently watched the man who was eating with a smile, looking like a well-fed cat.

"There will be many new faces at the Death Eater meeting tomorrow. Although the entire wizarding world knows about our relationship, I am still very worried."

Pushing the minestrone soup toward the man who had finished his steak, Vinciu Lord handed over a handkerchief and continued, "Can I go with you?"

Tomorrow is the day Tom Riddle will meet Regulus, and Wenxiu Lord is worried and wants to go with him no matter what.

Tom Riddle paused after wiping his lips, and looked at the silver-haired young man opposite him with deep eyes. After a while, he put down his handkerchief and smiled.

"Of course, you are my fiancé, I can go anywhere with you as long as you want."

"Can I go anywhere, but only if you accompany me?"

With a deeper smile, Vinciu Lord reached out and held Tom Riddle's wrist, stroking it gently. "Vodhi, I love you. You will love me too, right?"

Putting down the knife in his hand, Tom Riddle raised the silver cup on the table, "Of course, my Wenxiu, I love you."

The two cups clinked together, and the candlelight reflected in the cups swayed and shattered into mottled shadows.

Late at night, Wenxiu Lord, who had already washed up, walked out of the bathroom in his pajamas, holding a box of ointment in his hand.

"Does my fiancé need free ointment application service?" He pointed to the back of his neck which was already coated with ointment, and then pointed to the back of Tom Riddle's neck which was covered with marks.

Tom Riddle, who had no idea what the back of his neck looked like but could guess roughly, nodded and took off the pajamas he had just put on.

Why do you need to take off your clothes when applying medicine on the back of your neck?

Because he wants to.

God knows what he is thinking.

He is not pure, and neither is Wenxiu Lord.

Otherwise, why didn't Wenxiu Lord put on his pajamas before coming out?

Who would believe you if you said you weren't seducing me with your clothes wide open?

The other side knows every little trick of each other, it's just a matter of who is one step behind and surrenders first.

Wenxiu Lord's idea was simple. He had crossed Voldemort's bottom line during dinner, so naturally he had to comfort him before going to bed.

It would be best if Tom Riddle didn't react, but he wouldn't suffer any loss if he did.

But the moment he saw Tom Riddle taking off his clothes, he knew that he would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

The rising body temperature melted the medicine, and the overlapping figures of the two were projected on the wall by the candlelight, and it was another charming night.

After all, he is young and energetic, so he can withstand the torment for several days in a row.

The first person to get up the next morning was Wenxiu Lord.

After washing up and preparing a table full of breakfast, Wenxiu Lord washed his hands and went upstairs to wake up Tom Riddle. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be becoming more and more "virtuous".

Is it?

Feeling a chill in his heart, Vince Lord woke up Tom Riddle and decided to stay at Malfoy Manor for a few days.

Merlin accepts everything, whether it's virtuous or not. Go meet Merlin.

After breakfast, he arrived at Malfoy Manor. It had been a while since he last came here. Wenxiu Lord looked around the manor where he had lived for a long time and found that there seemed to be no changes since he left.

Everything was the same as before, perhaps the biggest change was that the small cluster of roses outside the castle had grown a few petals larger.

Following Tom Riddle into the conference hall, Vinciu Lord took in the various expressions on the Death Eaters' faces, and slowly gave a hypocritical smile to a few of the Death Eaters who showed frightened expressions.

These people attacked the Lord family's assets when they attacked Diagon Alley some time ago.

It just so happened that he was in a bad mood today, and hoped that these people would not seek death.

Do you think he knows nothing because he is under house arrest in disguise?

Ah.

His eyes fell on Lucius, who was so excited that he could not express it in words. Wenxiu Lord smiled at him gently, but when he saw Bellatrix at the end of the long table, his expression changed, and the gentleness turned into sarcasm and provocation.

I almost forgot about this damn thing.

Walking to the main seat and standing still, Wenxiu Lord put his right hand on Tom Riddle's shoulder, leaned over to his ear, and stared at Bellatrix's lips.

"Vodie, can you please ask Madam Bellatrix Lestrange to leave? She is so ugly that she will stain your eyes and mine."

Emphasizing her changed last name, Vincent Lord and Tom Riddle looked at Bella, whose facial features became overly terrifying as she tried to restrain her ferocious expression.

Tom Riddle said without hesitation, "Of course, my Wenxiu."