The Blood Hourglass

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As a result, when the **** invited West Asia in a hurry, our dinner was halfway through. He looked at me, who was very energetic, and asked incomprehensibly, "What about you Jinger?"

"I'm fine," I replied, raising my eyes.

"Nasia..." He looked at my complexion and had to believe it, but he had no choice but to turn to the person beside him, "I'm so sorry, I..."

"It's okay, since Miss she is okay, then I will first..."

"She's okay, but someone is okay." Vija jumped up and pulled Xia, "Please help him to see. He was sucked a lot of blood by a cruel person just now, and now he is unconscious for a while."

"He? Was blood sucked?" Xia followed the eyes of the three of them and finally saw my face. I just smiled coldly, "I bit."

"You..." Xia was taken aback, but in the end she didn't say anything. After all, we had already reached that deal. Due to this relationship, she didn't want to say much, but just leaned over for Shu Le to check. He got up, and finally shook his head, "He is physically exhausted, he should have not eaten for a long time, plus..."

Then she glanced at me again and saw that I had no reaction, she continued, "Plus the blood loss is too much, so she will enter a state of deep sleep."

"Then is there any way to wake him up?" Vicia's kindness was rotten.

"Yes, it's very simple, just let him eat more food." Xia said, walked to the table, looked at a cup of untouched blood on it, turned around and wanted to feed Shu Le.

"Stop! He is not a vampire." I couldn't help but stop.

"But he..." Xia turned around and looked at me with doubts in her eyes, "He is so strong, if he is not a nobleman, what is it?"

"It’s none of your business. You’d better not feed him casually. Sometimes, some things can eat the living, but if you change the object, you may eat the dead. So without my permission, please Don’t give him anything to eat.” I said, putting down the knife and fork in my hand, and walking slowly to the sofa, looking at Shu Le who was sleeping on it, his silver hair was even more peaceful, “sinmo, Find him a better room, I don’t want him to be disturbed."

"Well, I know this." Sinmo said and asked him to help Shu Le upstairs and arranged.

Seeing everyone in the hall was stunned, Xia spoke softly, "If this is the case, then I will go back first."

"No need!" I stopped.

"What are you talking about?" She turned back puzzled.

"I said you don't have to leave. You can live here from today. Take care of Shule for me." I faced him and said calmly.

"But I..." West Asia naturally couldn't ask for it, but she couldn't show it well, so she looked at them around at a loss, mainly Sinmo.

"I asked Sinmo to arrange a place for you." I gave her a reassurance before turning to the playboy, "I will leave the following to you."

"This..." Playboy couldn't accept my decision for a while, and didn't know what to say.

"However, you stayed, but you have to take care of Shule for me. You can't feed him anything, and you can't experiment with anything on him. If you let me know, how will you end up? I want to think clearly." Before going upstairs, he passed her by, reminded coldly.

"I see." She nodded obediently.

"Okay, Xiao Yang! Let's have dinner with Xia! I have something to do with Jing'er." Sinmo followed me as he said, in my room upstairs, both Sinmo and I were standing in front of the window. Diagonally across is the palace where St. Grad is located.

"You don't want him to wake up?" Sinmo guessed as he listened to the conversation between me and Xia.

"Maybe! I still have things to do. I can't always take him with him. His life should be developed by himself, not behind me, waiting for me to tell him what the future is." I replied coldly and mercilessly. .

"But will he look like this..." When I looked at him for a second, he continued, "Something?"

"Probably not, he is not such a weak creature. As long as he does not move him and sleeps for a period of time, I think he will wake up naturally, but it may take a long time." I sighed.

"You have come to the blood capital this time, besides the school is not safe and seeing Saint Grad, do you have any other purpose?" Sinmo has been asking this question for several days, but has not found a suitable opportunity.

"Yes." I don't want to hide it from him, and I know I can't hide it, because the tree-shaped sculptures in the Grand Duke's mansion have already explained everything.

"What is it?"

"Go to the Night Clan."

"What?" He was startled, and pulled me over so that I was facing him, "What are you talking about? Jinger!"

"I said I'm going to the Night Clan." I answered him clearly again, but didn't dare to break free of his hand, after all, the chest injury was stabilized.

"No!" He decided even more simply.

"I have to go." I looked at him directly, with only firmness in my eyes.

"No matter what, I won't let you go, and I won't agree with St. Grad." Sinmo worried that his words were not convincing enough, and moved my brother out again.

"He has agreed." In the end, I smiled faintly and gave him a very unexpected answer. Looking at him with his mouth opened slightly, surprised not knowing what to say, I just reached out and patted his shoulder." Don't worry, I will be fine."

"But Elder Xu is already..."

"He is him, I am me!"

"But... I still don't agree." He let go of me, turned around and went out.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut, and I turned to look at the poor door. I just shook my head helplessly. In fact, even if he went to find St. Grad, it was the same. I must go, and I will go, no matter who it is. Can't stop me.

After a while, someone knocked on my door.

"Please come in!" Just listening to the footsteps, I also know who is here, "Is something wrong with me?"

"It's okay, it's just that Lord Duke left with a look of anger just now, let me see if you quarreled." West Asia is not the Duchess yet! It's already in charge of the duchess.

"No, he is a father, and I am a daughter. There is nothing to make a noise." I replied coldly.

"Oh!" She obviously asked everything she should ask, and I answered, but she just stood there and didn't plan to leave.

"Something else?"

"I......"

"If you want to ask, just ask, I will rest soon."

"I... How do I take care of Shule? If you don't want him to wake up again, I can also give him some medicine. Of course, it won't poison him. Just let him sleep for ten and a hundred years." She hesitated.

"No, you just have to look at him, don't give him anything to eat, and don't move him to touch him, that's it. If I want him to wake up, I naturally have a way, and you don't need more hands." I know very well. She is a healer, and healers have such minor professional problems, so I told her again.

"Yes, I understand." Seeing that my face was getting colder and colder, Xia didn't dare to say more, and left obediently. I was left in this room again. Facing the silence of the night outside the window, my heart began to calm down a little bit. Now I just wait for the second generation to come and take me to where he is. The hundred years of separation will end. There is unavoidable expectation in my heart.

But will he recognize me? at least. . . . . . Know who I am, know who I am out for.

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