Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

The heartbeat was thunderous, as if it was about to overflow Adonis' chest and rush out from it in the next second.

The city of Cyprus is a country with extremely open folk customs. Today Adonis has just passed his coming-of-age ceremony, and the king has arranged for special personnel to explain to him the love and sexual desire that an adult man should have.

Although Adonis is not interested in these things, he prefers galloping and free hunting in the jungle to the entanglement of love and desire, but because of the necessary process of coming-of-age ceremony, Adonis is no longer nothing. An ignorant young man who doesn't understand.

The violently beating heart and the gathering of scorching fire all told him that this was the signal of his body's emotion.

After realizing this, a thin blush instantly appeared on Adonis' handsome face, and a trace of embarrassment and discomfort flashed in his eyes. He actually had an impulse towards a man he just met.

If the man continued to struggle, Adonis felt that his desire might be completely aroused.

Adonis raised his head and took a deep breath, then said, "Don't move around..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his deep and magnetic voice was a bit dry and hoarse, restrained and depressed, with a bit of warmth and thickness.

Fu Zhenhong was finally honest this time, but the cold air emanating from her body became stronger.

Adonis was not frostbitten by the coldness, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and after calming down the heat in his heart, he hugged Fu Zhenhong directly.

He lowered his eyes slightly to look at Fu Zhenhong who was silent, and his eyes fell on his lips that were tightly closed into a cold straight line. The dark green pupils, which were the same color as his hair, were stained with a little smile and joy. indulge.

"We are going now to Cyprus City."

Adonis was tall, tall and straight, and his strength was several times stronger than ordinary men, so he carried Fu Zhenhong onto the horse with ease.

Fu Zhenhong sat in front, and Adonis sat in the back.

This handsome human prince could tell that Fu Zhenhong didn't like being touched and approached by others, so he tried his best to keep a few centimeters away from the horse, so as not to let his chest touch Fu Zhenhong's back.

However, he still needs to drive the horse, because he has to hold the saddle rope, and his arms inevitably touch Fu Zhenhong's hands hanging on both sides. From a distance, it looks like he is holding Fu Zhenhong's entire body in his arms Same.

Fearing that Fu Zhenhong's wound would become more seriously infected if it dragged on for a long time, Adonis rushed to Cyprus City at the fastest speed. His mount was a fine horse, and his running speed far exceeded the usual speed. horses.

Along the way, Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, and Adonis didn't care about Fu Zhenhong's indifference, he kept silent and quiet with interest.

He was a gentle and courteous prince, well-bred by royal etiquette.

In the eyes of the citizens of Cyprus, if their royal highness can take the weight of hunting a little light in their hearts, it will definitely be the most perfect existence in the entire city of Cyprus.

The city of Cyprus is not far from Mount Etohema.

"Ahead is the land where I live." Adonis said warmly when he reached the city gate with tens of meters left.

Fu Zhenhong didn't give any response, but put on the hat connected by the black robe to cover her overly stunning face.

Adonis smiled slightly. He fully understood what this man was doing. If the man's face was directly exposed in front of everyone, it would definitely cause an uproar.

When the warriors defending the city saw Adonis, they saluted and gave way.

The architecture of the city of Cyprus has the most typical ancient Greek architectural style. Doric and Corinthian columns support a round or square dome. The columns are carved with various exquisite reliefs, and the top is a circle of swirls. , the middle of the swirl is a flower basket composed of honeysuckle leaves.

Adonis was the most concerned existence in the entire city of Cyprus. After Fu Zhenhong and Adonis entered the city, the vendors and pedestrians on the street were all looking at their noble prince.

"Didn't your Highness go hunting? Why did another person sit right away?" Some curious people even started to discuss.

"I can't see the appearance at all, and I don't know if it's a man or a woman."

"Maybe it's a great beauty. Your Highness brought it back to marry her as a princess."

The voices of these people's discussions were not quiet, and both Fu Zhenhong and Adonis could hear them clearly.

Fu Zhenhong paused slightly, and Adonis was also a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, they just uttered this ridiculous guess that has nothing to do with the facts because they were too curious."

It was no surprise that Fu Zhenhong didn't respond, Adonis took him straight to the best clinic in Cyprus.

The doctor is a very young man, handsome in appearance, he looks not much older than Adonis, but in fact, he is already over thirty and a half.

The doctor was called Cyprus, who was once the best priest in the entire city of Cyprus, and the person Adonis respected the most.For some reason, Sepkis stepped down from the highest position representing a doctor, and opened a small medical clinic leisurely.

Adonis has loved hunting since he was a child, and it is inevitable that he will be injured when he stumbles. He always asks Sepkis to help him treat the wound.

Adonis felt that there was no existence in the entire city of Cyprus with more superb medical skills than Pujisi, and Cypugis would not always perform some cumbersome and useless rituals before each treatment like other priests in the royal family.

After Adonis carried Fu Zhenhong in, Sepkis didn't ask any more questions. He was neither curious about Fu Zhenhong's identity, nor wanted to explore the meaning of his face under the black robe.

The doctor's face was calm. He was clearly in his thirties, but his body was full of experience and gentleness accumulated over the years. He treated Fu Zhenhong's wound in an orderly manner, calm and calm.

Adonis looked at the arrow wound on Fu Zhenhong's foot that seemed to be blurred with flesh and blood, and the pity and annoyance in his chest became more and more surging.

The wound needs to be disinfected and will be accompanied by a strong sting.

However, Fu Zhenhong did not make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Now, even Cypkis couldn't help but take another look at Fu Zhenhong, but because of the cover of the black hat, he could only see a cloud of mist as thick as ink.

After treating the arrow wound, Sepkis said: "At least three days of rest are needed." During this period, try to move as little as possible, and it is best to avoid walking.

Sepkis didn't finish his sentence, but both Fu Zhenhong and Adonis understood what he wanted to express.

Seeing the remorse and remorse shown between Adonis' brows, and the arrow wound on the man's foot, Sepkis roughly guessed the cause of the incident.

He had other patients and injuries to look at, so he just patted Adonis on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

Only Fu Zhenhong and Adonis were left in the whole space.

After struggling for a moment, the handsome man sat on the side of the bed, "Maybe I shouldn't ask for your forgiveness, but can you tell me your name?"

"Eris." The old dry voice came out of Fu Zhenhong's mouth. He put on a black hat to cover his face, and at the same time his real voice was also hidden.

Adonis was not overly curious about this strange phenomenon. At this moment, he just whispered Fu Zhenhong's name, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"My name is Adonis, and I am the prince of Cyprus." Adonis introduced himself again.

"I know." On the way they came here, the conversations of those bystanders were enough to explain the identity of Adonis.

Adonis obviously thought of this too, so he thought of those city residents' guesses about Eris' identity.

How come so many people think Eris is the princess he will marry...

Obviously this guess is so absurd, but while Adonis felt a little embarrassed, on the other hand, there seemed to be an extremely secret... unshouldered joy slowly permeating from his chest, making him The roots of the ears had a tendency to turn red and hot again.

"What are you thinking?"

Fu Zhenhong's indifferent voice interrupted Adonis' increasingly divergent thinking.

"Ah...it's nothing," Adonis returned to his senses, "I was thinking that if I hadn't shot the black eagle, you wouldn't have been hurt." Of course, I wouldn't have met you either.

The last sentence Adonis could only say to himself in his heart.

After all, Eris was still injured, and if he said it, it would only appear hypocritical and ulterior motives.

"Cypkis is the best doctor in the entire city of Cyprus. Your injury will recover soon." Adonis paused for a moment before continuing, "I will always be with you for the next few days."

"No need." Fu Zhenhong refused coldly, he glanced at the sky outside, the last gleam of the sun's halo had been covered by clouds, and the night ruled by Leto was coming.

He was about to get out of bed and leave.

Adonis was keenly aware of Fu Zhenhong's intentions, and held onto his shoulder in a panic: "You can't leave now, or the wound will get worse."

Fu Zhenhong waved Adonis' hand away, her voice was flat and indifferent: "Don't worry about it."

Adonis was in a hurry, fearing that Fu Zhenhong's further movement would hurt the wound, so he simply grabbed Fu Zhenhong's hands with all his strength, and pressed him onto the bed.

Because of the rivalry between the two just now, the black hat on Fu Zhenhong's head was also accidentally hooked off by Adonis.

Adonis pressed Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, staring at Fu Zhenhong's face in a daze, even ignoring the very ambiguous posture of the two at the moment.

Fu Zhenhong's already fair face became paler due to being injured and moving around dishonestly.There was a fine thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and a few strands of black hair like a crow's feather were soaked in sweat, sticking to his forehead and temples.

The eyes that had been as cold as a cold pool were finally no longer completely calm and calm. Adonis' actions ignited a ball of anger in his dark and deep pupils.

With popularity, Eris is so fresh and beautiful, which is deeply imprinted in Adonis' mind.

As the distance got closer, Adonis could smell the faint fragrance from the other party's body again, which seemed to emanate from the bone marrow, blended with the fragrance of herbs in this room, and it was actually sweeter than honey, making him feel sick. Adonis suddenly had a dreamlike illusion.

His eyes fell on the hair sticking to Fu Zhenhong's forehead and sideburns. The black wet hair was intertwined with the white and delicate skin like frost and snow, which made Adonis think of the legendary West Coast's most seductive The thread of the Radfne Sea of ​​man is mysterious, beautiful, and full of unspeakable bewitchment.

Adonis' heart started pounding uncontrollably again.

And at this moment, a knock on the door pulled Adonis back from his thoughts.

"Adonis, your servant is outside. He has just come from your father's palace." It was Sepkis' voice.

When Sepkis walked in, Adonis subconsciously stood up straight and used his tall body to block his view, then gently put the black hat on Fu Zhenhong's head.

Sepkis didn't see Fu Zhenhong's true face, he just glanced at it calmly and then looked away.

"Your father, His Majesty Canillas, is looking for you."

As if to confirm what Sepkis said, a call sounded from outside the house.

"Your Highness, my dear Highness, quickly follow me into the palace to meet His Majesty Canillas."

Adonis ignored the shouts outside, but said to Fu Zhenhong: "Eris, stop moving around, be good, I'll be back soon." His voice was soft and soft, with a strong pity and concern.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

The attendant outside didn't get a response, so he couldn't help shouting again.

"Sepkis, help me take care of him." Adonis looked at

Cyprus.

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

There was another urgent call from outside.

Only then did Adonis reluctantly glance at Fu Zhenhong, then turned and left the room.

As soon as Adonis left, only Fu Zhenhong and Sepkis were left.

"Eris?" Sepkis murmured the name in a low voice, and thoughts appeared in his calm and gentle eyes: "This name is not common, as far as I know, only the distant goddess of the night Nix conceived A god called Eris, and that god is said to be the ruler of strife and discord."

As he spoke, he walked to the bed, looked at Fu Zhenhong who had already sat up on the bed, pursed the corners of his lips, and continued: "I'm a little curious, dear Eris, will you be the one who quarreled and disagreed?" God of peace?"