Holding the tyrant's script but becoming a Mary Sue

When Lian Cheng took a shower the next day, she found that the scars on her legs and arms had begun to fade, and the color changed from purple to blue. She looked at her back in the mirror and found that the scars on her back had also faded a little. The welt on it also showed a tendency to scab over.

"Strange." Lian Cheng rubbed her sore neck, could it be that her method of sleeping on her stomach is really so effective, and the scar scabs over overnight?

After getting dressed, Lian Cheng fell on the bed again.

In this world, there are no mobile phones, no TV, and no modern technological products. Apart from lying down and watching the sky, she can't think of any entertainment methods for the time being.

The work and rest time of the blood race is to sleep during the day and be active at night, so even Huangfu Yuanmu didn't bother him or her at this moment.

"Ah... so boring."

Just as she finished howling, a rustling voice suddenly came from the corner, "Master Murong, we can play with you!"

"My mother!" Lian Cheng jumped up from the bed and looked at the two talking bats.

"Don't be scary." The thinner bat had a thinner voice. Seeing that Lian Cheng was frightened, it flapped its wings at Xiao Er's head to warn it, and then said to Lian Cheng with a friendly smile, "Murong Sir, we were sent by Lord Shangguan to protect you, don't be afraid."

Hearing this name, Lian Cheng immediately regained his composure, noticed the ointment on the corner of the table, and probably understood.

"Did she come last night?"

"Yeah, Mr. Shangguan gave you the medicine very gently." Xiaoer flew over, "You should be much better today."

Lian Cheng's ears turned red, he grabbed the ointment and stuffed it into the table, "Not good!"

The two bats chatted with Lian Cheng for a while, but it wasn't that boring. In the afternoon, Lian Cheng lay down on the table to write a manuscript, and when night fell again, Huangfu Yuanmu knocked on Lian Cheng's door.

"Xiao Cheng, it's time for dinner."

Lian Cheng shrank his head into the quilt, "Thank you! I've already eaten!"

There is no way, although the food here is delicious, but Lian Cheng really doesn't want to hear what Huangfu said about the blood queen.

The knock on the door stopped, it seemed that Huangfu Yuanmu was hesitating, and after a long time she said, "Okay, but remember that my patience is only for a week."

"Okay, Lord Huangfu."

Lian Cheng hugged the quilt and turned over, his eyes dimmed.

When it was time to report, Xiao Yi flapped his wings and flew towards Shangguan's mansion.

In the center of the hall, Qin He sat on a high golden throne, his blue eyes were sharp and bright in the dark night.

"Master, Xiaoyi is back."

Qin He rubbed his temples, hummed lightly, "Report."

"Huangfu Yuanmu only came to see Lord Murong once today, but Lord Murong didn't let her into the room."

"Did she see what you were saying?"

"Master Murong was frightened by Xiao Er at first, but Xiao Yi quickly explained to her that we were sent by you, the master, so Master Murong will not be afraid soon." Xiao Yi's tone was a little like asking for credit.

Qin He closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and tried to suppress his inner emotions, "Who told her that you were sent by me."

Xiao Yi was shivering from the cold air around her, "Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi made a mistake, I'm sorry!"

Qin He looked at the skinny bat shrunk into a ball, sighed weakly, and waved his hand, "Forget it, since she knows, she has something else to tell you."

Xiao Yi shrunk his neck, but didn't make a sound.

"Ok?"

"Master Murong found out about you applying ointment for her."

Qin He tapped his fingers on the armrest, and raised his chin to signal it to continue.

"And then... she, she said..."

"What are you talking about?" Qin He's tone was a little impatient.

Xiaoyi closed her eyes, and her heart froze, "She said, stinky rascal!"

"Smelly, stinky rascal?" Qin He took a breath and reconfirmed, "Did she really say that?"

Xiao Yi drooped her wings, "Yes...Master."

"Okay, you go back."

In the main hall that was quiet again, Qin He silently stood up from the golden throne, his slender back revealing a bit of vicissitudes.

Lian Cheng didn't go to bed so early at night, so she wasn't surprised when Qin He appeared on the balcony.

He quickly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to be asleep.

This is not the first time Qin He has come here. Qin He looks very skillful in picking the door lock, and the movement of opening the window is also natural, as if she is not sneaking into other people's houses, but just returning to her room to rest after a night run. The way to enter the house is somewhat "unique".

She didn't know why she came here, it was the blood race's biological clock that made her extremely excited at night, and when she was excited, she wanted to run to Lian Cheng.

On the third day after he stopped taking Lian Cheng's blood, his body's desire for her was already a little strong.

The first child and the second child were on duty alternately. The first child stood on the balcony to watch the night, and the second child slept upside down on the ceiling. The person on the bed was breathing long and regularly, and his sleeping position was much better than when he came here before.

Qin He squatted down by the bed, his long blond hair brushed against Lian Cheng's hands and itched slightly, and the latter resisted so hard that he didn't show his flaws.

If it was found that she was pretending to be asleep at this time, it would be better to let her jump from the second floor.

He habitually raised his hand, trying to tidy up Lian Cheng's hair, but stopped in mid-air.

The three words "stinky rascal" kept repeating in her mind, staring at Lian Cheng's sleeping face, she could even imagine the little girl saying this angrily.

In the end, she took a step back to stop her "stinky hooligan" behavior, her eyes drooped, and she happened to see a handwritten booklet beside Lian Cheng's pillow.

The words "new book" are written on the cover.

By accident, Qin He picked it up and read it. She tried her best to control the sound of turning the pages not too loudly, and read them on the spot without saying a word.

Lian Cheng only wrote the beginning of a few thousand words. Although it is short, it is also a finished product after careful carving. The traces of pencil strokes and rewriting can be seen when she was entangled in writing.

Lian Cheng held his breath and wanted to wait for Qin He's reaction after reading it, but the man read it too slowly, and she really fell asleep while pretending.

One last thought before falling asleep is that sleeping on your stomach is just too bad for breathing.

"Master Murong, Master Murong is waking up!" The lively Xiao Er acted as Lian Cheng's wake-up alarm clock, waking him up on time.

Lian Cheng rubbed his sleepy eyes, before the eyes were fully opened, he went to grab the manuscript on the bedside to read.

Some new red marks were added to the manuscript, and text notes were added with underlines.

She is still business-like, and she is not stingy with pen and ink in the circled areas.

This is one of the things Lian Cheng likes about Qin He very much. He doesn't hold back criticism, nor is he stingy in praise.

I poured out a cup of hot milk in the kitchen, and took out some bananas and toast from the refrigerator. I had just placed them on the plate when a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hi, good morning."

Lian Cheng turned around and saw Huangfu Yuanmu with disheveled hair, matching her pale face, opened his mouth, "Ghost!"

"Hush..." Huangfu Yuanmu quickly covered Lian Cheng's mouth, the blood race's hearing was sharp, and she couldn't stand being shouted so loudly suddenly.

"Mmmmmmm!"

Liancheng Putao's big eyeballs were full of panic, Huangfu Yuanmu quickly straightened his hair, revealing his beautiful face, "It's me."

I know it's you, but please don't suddenly appear behind me.

"What are you cooking? It smells so good." Huangfu Yuanmu looked over her shoulder and looked at the cup in her hand.

"Milk, cow's milk."

"Oh...human food." Motoki's voice was a little disappointed.

Lian Cheng found a table to put down the things on his hands, and then found a stool to sit on, "Aren't you going to sleep during the day?"

The stool was a high stool, and Lian Cheng sat on it with his legs dangling in the air.

Huangfu Yuanmu also imitated her movements, sitting on the stool, but because of the different length of her legs, she couldn't shake it, "I want to spend more time with you, don't you humans all move around during the day and sleep at night?"

Lian Cheng smiled dryly, picked up a piece of toast and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Did someone come into your room yesterday? I seem to smell the smell of other blood races." Huangfu Yuanmu seemed to mention it unintentionally.

The toast was stuffed too quickly and stuck in his throat, Lian Cheng quickly swallowed a big mouthful of milk and patted it down, "No! I'm the only one in my room."

"Really, maybe I got it wrong." Huangfu Yuanmu believed Lian Cheng's words.

Lian Cheng struggled to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Yes, there are so many blood races here, maybe you accidentally smelled it."

"En." Huangfu Yuanmu's gaze was fixed on Lian Cheng's open and closed lips, and he suddenly reached out to wipe the milk stains from the corner of her mouth, and stretched his fingers into his mouth absently.

"Ah! It's too dirty!" Lian Cheng quickly pulled out a tissue, wrapped her fingers around her to help wipe it off, "Do you want to drink it too, I still have half a pot left, I can give it to you."

Lian Cheng quickly stood up and poured the remaining milk in the pot back into a cup.

Huangfu Yuanmu took the milk, put the tip of his nose to the side of the cup and sniffed it, his expression was not particularly clear, "It's still missing something."

She opened the freezer, took out a bag of blood, and mixed it into milk. After mixing red and white, it turned into a soft pink, which looked a bit like strawberry milk.

Lian Cheng covered her mouth, feeling terrified. Fortunately, she didn't touch the blood-red bags just now out of curiosity. At first she thought it was strawberry jam, which she wanted to spread on toast.

Then she watched Huangfu Yuanmu enjoy putting the liquid into her mouth, and then stuck out her tongue to lick her lips (more novels plus group 712273271) and licked it (more novels plus group 712273271), and said with a wicked smile, " tasty."

Lian Cheng endured the turbulence in his stomach, and stood up with a pale complexion, "I'm sorry I'm not feeling well, I'm going to rest."

"How come, do you want me to ask a doctor to help you?"

"You don't need to thank me, I'll just sleep for a while." In fact, what Lian Cheng wanted to say was that I wish I could stay away from the smell of blood on your body.

"it is good……"

That's what he said, but Huangfu Yuanmu was still worried and called the family doctor for Lian Cheng.

When opening the door, the servant also introduced to Lian Cheng that this is the most famous doctor in the vampire world, who has unique insights into the treatment of various diseases of humans and vampires.

Lian Cheng was lying on the bed, and after listening to Shen Chang's introduction, she almost rolled her eyes. At most, she was a little nauseated, and she didn't need any doctor with "unique insights" to help her treat her illness.

But obviously no one wanted to listen to her opinion, the key was that Huangfu was immersed in the sense of responsibility that he was "pampering" her, a human girl.

"Doctor Nangong, come in quickly."

Nangong is a human being, but because of her superb medical skills, Huangfu is kind to her.

"Stretch out your hand." Nangong walked to the bed and sat down on the stool.

Lian Cheng stared blankly at her face, "Your name is Nangong Fei'er, right..."

Nangong Fei'er blushed, "How do you know?"

Huangfu hurriedly whispered next to Lian Cheng, "Doctor Nangong's family has a custom that only her married partner can call her by her name."

Lian Cheng quickly covered his mouth, but it was too late.

[System No. 002 prompts: NPC Nangong Fei'er has a favorability of +5, and the rest has a favorability of 5. 】

Lian Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears, whichever Fei'er was good, why was it Xu Fei'er who said he wanted to slap himself to death on the beach.

In reality, the girl who speaks wantonly and arrogantly, and the girl in front of me who blushes when someone calls her name, are they really the same?

"Xiaocheng, don't be in a daze. Doctor Nangong wants to feel your pulse. This is a mysterious medical technique handed down from the East. You can know how your body is doing just by touching your wrist." Huangfu took Lian Cheng's hand and placed it in Nangong on the mat.

"Lord Huangfu, I need to be alone with the patient, you should go out first." Nangong whispered.

Huangfu was a little embarrassed, "Xiaocheng is a newcomer, I'm worried that she will be scared alone."

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid." Lian Cheng weighed it up, and compared to the suffocating embarrassment of the three of them in a room, she would rather be alone with Nangong who doesn't seem to have much offensive power at the moment.

Lian Cheng: I haven't cleared my strength.

002: No.

Lian Cheng was relieved. After all, no matter how powerful Nangong was, she was still only a human being. As long as she wasn't some kind of blood clan that was so powerful, she could still handle one or two with a wave of her fist.

"Yes." Nangong cooperated with Lian Cheng's words, "It's new here, so I need to diagnose the psychological problems for Miss Murong."

"Doctor Nangong, do you still see psychological problems?"

"Just a little bit." Nangong nodded, and couldn't wait for Huangfu to dawdle to waste time, so he stood up and opened the door to "invite" Huangfu Yuanmu to leave.

"Please, Miss Huangfu."

Silly Baitian Huangfu even wished Liancheng before leaving, "Listen to the doctor."

What the hell, Lian Cheng silently clenched his little fist hidden under the quilt.

Nangong put his finger on Lian Cheng's wrist, pressed it lightly, and then took out his pocket watch to count.

Lian Cheng held his breath and waited for her to speak.

"The heart rate is a little fast, but it's not serious." Nangong took out the tongue depressor and looked around Lian Cheng's mouth, "Is there something wrong with your body?"

Lian Cheng shook his head, "I just can't smell blood."

Then she told Nangong that after seeing Huangfu drink a glass of "strawberry milk" with her own eyes in the morning, she has been feeling like vomiting.

"The problem shouldn't be serious. I'm sorry to trouble you, doctor. Hurry up and tell her that I don't need to take medicine or see a doctor."

"No, your condition is very rare."

Lian Cheng: I think your opening remarks are very similar to charlatans.

"I need to draw a tube of your blood for research." Nangong closed the pulse diagnosis pad, and took out a set of blood-drawing needles from the box.

"Hehehe." Lian Cheng was shocked when he saw the sharp needle, "Dr. Nangong, you are really a high-level medical talent who combines Chinese and Western medicine."

Hearing her praise, Nangong turned his head and blinked his eyelashes twice, "You're too much."

Lian Cheng: Don't do this, I feel something is wrong when you do this!

He watched Nangong draw a tube full of blood from his arm and put it in a box for preservation.

Lian Cheng always felt that when Nangong drew his own blood, his eyes were inexplicably excited.

This excitement is no less than Huangfu Yuanmu's appearance when he smells blood, but isn't she human?

"Okay, don't touch too many bloody things for the time being. I'll come back after I analyze the blood in two days and come back for your follow-up visit." Nangong packed up the box and stood up.

"Okay, thank you doctor."

If Huangfu Yuanmu hadn't insisted on coming over, I wouldn't have had the chance to touch those things, okay? Lian Cheng secretly slandered.

That night, when Lian Cheng came out of the shower, there was an extra cup of hot milk by the bedside, and the manuscript that had been revised during the day and placed by the bedside had disappeared without a trace.

Looking around the empty room, even the folds of the curtains haven't changed much, and I don't want anyone to come.

Lian Cheng casually wiped his drenched hair with a towel, sat cross-legged on the bed and asked Xiao Yi, "What's going on."

"This is specially prepared by Lord Shangguan for you, drink it quickly!"

Lian Cheng's face darkened, "I'm talking about my manuscript, why it disappeared."

"Oh..." Xiao Yi drooped his wings, "Sir Shangguan also took it away."

Lian Cheng snorted, "Go and ask her for me, who allowed her to take my things at will."

It was Xiao Er who reported the letter today, and he was a bit more courageous than Xiao Yi, but he still couldn't help being froze by the icy gas emitted by Qin He when he was angry, and almost passed out.

"Sir Shangguan, Lord Murong has something to tell me to bring to you." Xiao Er maintained a well-behaved posture and stood on the spot.

Did you even take the initiative to bring a message?

Qin He was a little pleased, "Say."

"She said... don't touch other people's things casually, manuscript thief."

"Steal... a manuscript thief?"

The smile on Qin He's lips spread a bit bitterly.

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