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The knight commander sent by the palace did not stay in the study for too long, and left quickly. Zhao Yutang waited until the person had left before entering the study. Vilosil was writing something. After finishing writing, he frowned and looked at the crooked handwriting. Glancing at his hideous, animal-like scaly fingers in disgust, he crumpled the paper and threw it away.

After repeating this several times, Velosier completely lost his patience, and visibly became more manic with the naked eye. The tip of the pen he was holding suddenly turned and stabbed straight towards the palm of his left hand.

With a "click", the tip of the pen broke and got stuck in the gap between the scales. Zhao Yutang saw two thin strands of blood falling to the ground along his fingers.

Velosil's expression remained unchanged, his red eyes were full of self-disgust, if he held a knife instead of a pen, he would definitely swing it without hesitation.

He frowned, and raised his hand to roughly pull out the pen tip, but what reached the tip of his nose before the smell of blood was a wisp of bitter fragrance.

Zhao Yutang squatted down beside his legs, speaking in a low voice, as if disciplining a disobedient child.

"do not move."

No one has ever dared to speak to Willowsier in this tone. He was already very courageous to be shunned when he was a child. Perhaps because of his extraordinary beauty and temperament, even the staff who took care of his daily life The maid did not dare to touch a strand of his hair when it was not necessary.

This little witch, how dare she speak to him in such a tone?

Vilosil frowned, looking at Zhao Yutang's black hair when she lowered her head, her left hand was held motionless by her, but her tone was very cold and mocking.

"Do you want me to remind you of your identity again and again?"

Zhao Yutang carefully took the nib out of the gap between the scales, accepting his ridicule meekly and frankly.

"I know, Your Highness."

Knowingly guilty?

Velosil was about to punish her, but Zhao Yutang raised her face, and looked at him quietly with her dark almond eyes. Unlike other people who dared not look directly at Velosil, her eyes never evaded. Effortlessly quiet magic.

Zhao Yutang's eyes were quiet, and he asked lightly, "I am from His Highness, am I not?"

She lowered her head again and cast a small healing spell on Velosil's wound.

It took a while for Velosil to recover his voice. He turned his face away, his long eyelashes covering his red pupils, "You are a witch."

The witch he hates the most.

Zhao Yutang said "Yes", "But I am in His Highness's castle now, I am a witch, and I am also Your Highness's witch."

The witch of his...?

After a brief absence, Velosil suddenly realized that she was flattering him.

This cunning witch, she is deliberately showing favor to paralyze him, because now she still depends on him to learn magic, because her freedom and life are still in his hands.

Those witches were afraid of him, but she was different. Did she want to rely on this difference to gain benefits by his side?

So cunning, so...hateful.

Zhao Yutang found that Velosil's mood was even worse, but he didn't give her a chance to continue testing, and walked back to the upstairs room in silence, without even eating dinner.

In the evening, Zhao Yutang read the magic book in the dining room as usual. When it was late at night, Mr. Table, who had been keeping quiet, suddenly coughed twice on purpose.

Zhao Yutang turned his head, and sure enough, he saw a black snake crashing open the door and squeezing in.

Just knew he would be hungry.

She closed the book, walked the black snake to the kitchen familiarly, and started frying steak for it.

The black snake was more clingy than before. The snake tail kept wrapping around Zhao Yutang's body, along her skirt all the way up, and finally successfully put the heavy head on Zhao Yutang's shoulder. , Licked behind the ear.

Zhao Yutang pulled out his hand to grab its big head, imitating Velosil's annoying tone during the day, "Do you know who you are?"

Of course, the black snake couldn't understand what strange words she was saying, but it could understand her tone of accusation, thinking that he was hated by her, looked at her with ignorant and pure red eyes, and poked his head her shoulders.

Its strength is not small, Zhao Yutang staggered two steps after being bumped suddenly by it, and after standing still, he hummed softly, "I learned it all from you."

After feeding the snake, the black snake was still clinging to Zhao Yutang. Seeing that Zhao Yutang was going back to the dormitory to sleep, he insisted on walking upstairs with the corner of her skirt in his mouth.

Zhao Yutang was in a stalemate with it for a long while, seeing that it would be dawn if things went on like this, so he had no choice but to follow it upstairs.

This was Zhao Yutang's first time entering Verosil's room. His bedroom was spacious, but empty. There were several oil portraits on the cabinet, which should have been painted when he was a child.

The black snake crawled onto the bed, curled up on the bed, curled the tip of its tail high to roll up the quilt, leaving a large space, and then looked at Zhao Yutang eagerly, making two hisses as if to urge it.

Zhao Yutang couldn't imagine Willosil's expression when he woke up in the morning and found her lying on his bed. He wrapped the black snake in a quilt and patted him on the head.

"Sleep by myself, I'm going down."

As soon as she left, Black Snake followed reluctantly, and followed her all the way to the door of the bedroom downstairs.

Zhao Yutang sighed, "I really can't sleep with you."

The black snake entangled her relentlessly, so Zhao Yutang simply took out the magic book again, and read the book together while holding the snake's head.

After she had memorized a spell, she would try to practice it a few times. Sometimes she succeeded, and sometimes she failed. After several consecutive failures, Zhao Yutang successfully used the sleeping spell to put the black snake to sleep, and hugged the limp snake. Send back to upstairs room.

When Velosil woke up the next day and found that the nightgown was wrinkled, he knew that he must have turned into a beast last night.

Why is it running around again?

When Zhao Yutang was tidying up the study, Willosier asked to make sure that it really went to find Zhao Yutang, and felt even more uncomfortable.

Had this wicked witch cast some spell on him?Why does that snake always like to stick to her side.

Velosil loathed this feeling of being out of control.

Zhao Yutang didn't know what Velosil was upset about. He seemed unhappy every day. The already terrifying beast face coupled with the gloomy eyes could stop children from crying at night.

She looked at the deserted flower bed outside the window, because Velosil ordered that no more flowers be planted, so the flower bed has been deserted.

She had only seen that rosy color on the day she first arrived.

When she was looking out the window, Velosil was also looking at her, her fingertips were still twisting the pages of the book, but her eyes fell on her unknowingly, and by the time she realized it, how long had passed.

Vilosil suddenly remembered the witch who cursed him back then, and he always had a feeling that something was out of control, and he couldn't help but suspect again that he had stepped into some kind of trap.

Hateful witch.