[Comprehensive British and American] The Second Coming of the Demon King

Afterwards, Monigus exchanged pleasantries with Lucius, and then continued to buy the items they needed with Severus.

It's just that until the two returned to Prince Manor, Severus still kept a cold face and didn't say a word.

Monigus pinched Severus' face helplessly: "Severus, your ice cube face is about to frostbite me."

All he got in the end was a very dismissive glance from Severus.

Watching the back of Severus walking towards the potions studio, Monigus felt inexplicably mad, his brother was getting less and less cute.

With some headaches, he threw himself on the chair in the study, Monigus rubbed his forehead, neither one nor two made him worry.

In the middle of the night that night, Monigus suddenly woke up from his sleep. He only felt terrified in his heart, as if something bad had happened.

Frowning, Monigus reached out and touched the position of the heart, where it was still beating very fast.

Throwing on a robe casually, Monigus got up and went to Severus' bedroom, finding him sleeping soundly.

This made Monigus have to worry about a pale platinum noble who looked like a vampire he saw during the day.

Cursing under his breath, Monigus finally went back to his bedroom and put on his robes, then used the portkey function of the ring given to Lucius.

In fact, the rings that Monigus gave to Lucius were a pair, and the other one was worn on his own hand, which was the ring that symbolized Patriarch Prince.

The reason why Lucius's ring now looks like a snake connected end to end is because Monigus has made a disguise on it, because one day he will personally replace it with the ring in his mind.

When Monigus touched the ground with his feet, he appeared beside Lucius' bed.

I saw the slender figures of the platinum nobles huddled together in the center of the big four-poster bed, making them look even more fragile and petite.

Monigus frowned slightly, he could already hear Lucius' abnormal breathing.

Carefully opened the curtain, and sure enough, he saw Lucius' flushed face, which was even more abnormal against his pale complexion.

Stretching out his hand to touch Lucius' forehead, it was really hot.

"Merlin's socks, damn Lucius, what have you done to yourself?" Monigus growled angrily.

Even a wizard, such a high temperature can burn an idiot.

Just when Monigus was about to withdraw his hand to get his folded medicine box, Lucius' hot palm was attached to the back of his hand, and then he grabbed his wrist tightly: "Moni, don't go."

Monigus was surprised to find that Lucius was not awake at all, his eyes were still closed, and he seemed to be talking in his sleep.

But Monigus exerted a little force, trying to struggle his wrist out of his hand, but Lucius held it even harder.

In the end, Monigus could only give up.

With the other hand, he took out the folding medicine box, and then tore the robe on his body to pieces. This was already the number of robes he destroyed.

Still wearing a pair of silk trousers, she got on Lucius' bed and covered herself with him under the quilt.

Following Lucius's strength, he hugged him to his chest, then picked up the fever-reducing potion found in the medicine box, and took a sip of it and kissed Lucius' lips.

Just like that, he fed a bottle of potion to Lucius one by one.

After discovering that the temperature on Lucius' body dropped a little bit, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Monigus, who had been tossing for most of the night, nodded bitterly on Lucius' forehead, could only hug him tightly helplessly, and fell asleep.

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In the morning, Monigus woke up almost at the same time as Lucius.

Lucius raised his hand to caress Monigus' eyebrows, and murmured, "It seems I'm dreaming again."

Then close your eyes again.

Monigus looked at Lucius angrily, gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice: "Lucius Malfoy, what the hell are you doing?"

Lucius widened his silver-gray eyes in shock when he heard this, looked at the angry Monigus in front of him, and subconsciously pinched his thigh.

"It doesn't hurt..." Lucius frowned suspiciously, and then said with relief and a little sadness: "It seems that it's still a dream."

Monigus hissed in a low voice with a dark face: "Lucius Malfoy, you pinched my leg!"

At this time Lucius was completely awake, sat up from the bed suddenly, and immediately retreated away from Monigus.

When Lucius was about to fall off the bed, Monigus pulled him back into his arms.

Monigus was so angry that Lucius almost vomited blood, fixed him in his arms, lowered his head to meet his panicked eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "I assume you can give me a reasonable answer. Why do you look pale like a vampire when I see you in the daytime, and scald like magma in the middle of the night?"

Lucius didn't answer, but pursed his lips slightly, looking away with some guilt.

Such an evasive action made Monigus even more dissatisfied. He reached out and grabbed Lucius' chin, forcing his eyes to meet his own.

"Tell me, Lucius, what did you do to yourself?" Monigus really couldn't believe how a wizard who could use potions would do anything to make himself so bad.

Lucius, who had calmed down, resumed his aristocratic smirk, pushed away Monigus' hand, lowered his eyelids slightly, and covered the rolling emotions in them.

"I think no matter what I do, it has nothing to do with your Excellency, does it?" He said, raising his eyes calmly to meet Monigus' gaze.

A gleam of red light flashed across Monigus' black eyes, and his fists were clenched tightly at an angle Lucius couldn't see.Because of the force, even the fingertips have dug into the palm, dripping blood.

"Lucius, are you trying to draw a line with me?" Monigus stared closely into Lucius' eyes.

"Isn't this what you hoped for? I will be engaged to Narcissa in two years." Lucius said, there was a sadness in the depths of his eyes that he didn't know.

Suddenly, Monigus smiled, and then pulled Lucius into his arms again.

The moment Lucius was embraced by Monigus, his whole body froze. He didn't understand why Monigus did this suddenly.

"Lucius, I should really show you the expression on your face just now. Do you know that you are going to cry?" Monigus patted Lucius' back and smiled lowly.

"Lucius, I love you." Monigus said in Lucius' ear.

I will make you my only love, even if you are engaged to Narcissa, there will never be a wedding, and he doesn't even want to have an engagement.This is what Monigus thought in his heart, but he didn't say it to Lucius, he just needs to do it.

When Lucius heard what Monigus said, his already stiff body tensed instantly, and then he hugged Monigus back even tighter. This was the first time Monigus said love to him.

At this moment, Lucius felt that nothing was important anymore, he could hear the throbbing voice of his heart, and he decided to trust Monigus.

Obviously he has already felt the difference between Monigus and that person, why does he use that person's thoughts to speculate on Monigus.

Monigus is someone he loves, and he believes in his choices.

Monigus felt the warm liquid dripping on his skin, and understood the fragility of his lover at this moment.

After feeling that Lucius' mood had calmed down, Monigus pulled Lucius to his eyes, and still asked, "Now can you tell me how you tormented yourself?"

Lucius still kept silent and looked away guilty, as if he was very interested in the patterns on the head of the bed.

He wouldn't tell Monigus that after he refused to go to his birthday party and cut off contact, he numbed himself with alcohol every night and got himself so drunk that he could see Moni in his dreams Gus.

After meeting Monigus in Diagon Alley that day, he locked himself in the wine cellar when he returned to Malfoy Manor. After getting drunk, he soaked himself in cold water and slept for several hours until he woke up in the middle of the night and threw himself in bed.

Although he felt uncomfortable at that time, because of his drunkenness, he didn't realize that he had a high fever at all.

Monigus looked at Lucius, sighed and hugged him tightly, even if he didn't say it, Monigus could guess it.

Because when Lucius was feeding the potion, the mellow smell of wine in Lucius' mouth said everything.

He had to lament that even if the platinum aristocrats drink to vent their emotions, what they enjoy is high-quality wine.

It's just that the only thing he can't guess is how long Lucius's drunken behavior has lasted, but considering the state of Lucius he saw in Diagon Alley during the day, such behavior has definitely not lasted for a short time.

Because, in terms of Lucius Malfoy's character, he absolutely must maintain the best mental outlook in front of outsiders. He can still be pale even after drinking the glory potion and using the beauty charm. I want to see Lucius' state at that time.

"Lucius, don't ruin your body like this again in the future, I think you definitely don't want to experience the consequences of touching my bottom line." Monigus warned in Lucius' ear.

As the heir of the Prince family of this generation, Monigus also began to have inexplicable persistence. He cared about his family and lover, which made him very dislike Lucius' self-abuse behavior.

Sensing the nod of the platinum nobleman hugging his waist, a slight smile appeared on the corners of Monigus' lips.

Lucius felt the vibration in Monigus' chest, raised his head and looked into his dark and deep eyes.

Immediately, she leaned forward slightly and offered her red lips.

Feeling the soft lips fall on the corner of his own, Monigus reached out and clasped the back of Lucius' head, deepening the kiss.

There was no contact for almost two months, and he also missed his platinum nobleman very much.

Merlin knew that when he saw Narcissa Black holding Lucius' arm in Diagon Alley, how much he wanted to give that unsightly woman an Avada.

At this moment, he truly felt that Lucius was his and only his.