How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 535 Holding palms and looking at tears, I was speechless and choked 11

  Chapter 535 Holding palmistry to see tearful eyes, was speechless and choked (11)

  The air in the study was filled with the smell of scrolls. Wen Xien leaned on the bench, propped his right cheek with one hand, and browsed through a blue book rolled up in the other.

  Lu Guining was brewing tea beside him, his drooping eyelashes cast a radian shadow on his white face, which was as quiet and elegant as bamboo.

   "Double-"

   A knock on the door sounded at this moment.

"Enter."

   Clear and shallow voice, impregnated with gorgeous texture.

   The tall European-style palace door was pushed open.

   walked in was a tall man in a tuxedo.

   Bend over and salute.

   "Your Highness, I just received the invitation letter from the thirteenth duke. Do you want to attend?"

   didn't answer right away.

  Wen Xien turned the page indifferently, looked at the book with lowered eyelashes, not knowing whether he was listening carefully.

   The tall man whispered again: "Your Highness, you have rejected the Duke's invitation no less than seven times. If you reject it again this time, I'm afraid..."

  Although His Highness is a prince, there are several princes and dukes in this blood clan.

If you push it down again, it is estimated that the status and reputation of His Highness will be shaken. They may secretly speculate that the arrogant Prince will not only hide in the castle after being injured by lowly human beings, and will not dare to come out and meet. People, or have no face to come out to meet people.

   That's not a good thing.

  Wen Xien frowned coldly, pursed his lips, and pursed his excessively red lips into a thin arc, "Take it."

"……Yes."

  ——

  The auditorium covers a very large area, at least tens of thousands of square meters.

  The gate of the auditorium has stone steps.

   The vast and wide stone steps are covered with bright red carpets.

  The magnificent hall is large and bright, full of blooming flowers and elegant and comfortable decoration; just a few steps away, there is a dim, simple and elegant square wooden push-glass lamp, giving people a feeling of the 1930s. Brilliant and bright lights set off the central bouquet of roses especially dazzling.

  The waitresses dressed in short skirts diligently poured water and added tea, as well as the delicious mountain and sea delicacies, all showing the identity and status of the host.

   The stars were bright and the voices were full of people.

   On the wide chair with silver trim, a figure was half-hidden in the darkness, brightly disappearing.

   The man's snow-white hand held the red wine glass, and the scarlet blood-like liquid in the glass swayed slightly as the wine glass swayed.

  Lu Guining was also brought out by Wen Xien, which attracted more people's attention. After all, no one would bring a humble human being to a high-level banquet like this.

   She also just arrived, and as soon as she came in, she attracted the attention of most people, just because he had never left the castle since he woke up.

   Lots of people whispering.

   "I thought she would hide all the time and won't come out, after all, because of a lowly human..."

The words behind    are not spoken, but everyone who knows them understands.

   "This is probably the first prince who was injured by humans and forced to sleep."

   They only knew that Wen Xien was injured by humans and entered the period of forced sleep. In fact, Wen Xien's injury was much more serious than they thought, and it was just a shell supporting it.

   Despise, deplore, ridicule, dodge...

   There was no anger on Wen Xien's face, because she felt that these people were right, but she was too bland, which made them even more indignant.

   "What a shame for the prince."

   The corner of Wen Xien's mouth evoked a smile, and her eyebrows were particularly well-groomed, dark and long. At this moment, he lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows slightly, indescribably bewitching and frivolous.

   The vampire, who was originally righteous and full of contempt, was suddenly greeted with a smile from her, his face was red and his ears were hot, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

  When Wen Xien laughed, Lu Guining thought he would see a very **** scene, but he didn't. The prince's pale, slender fingers shook the glass, and everything was calm.

   Wen Xien didn't stay inside for a long time, and came out after a while. The moon was very round and bright at night. She walked to the pavilion and looked a little lost in the moonlight.

The lines of   's eyebrows and eyes are noble and indifferent, looking straight ahead without looking sideways, quiet and quiet, more like the emperors enshrined in the temple than the brutal and inhumane blood clan. Lack of emotions and desires, not a trace of smoke and dust.

   There is neither joy nor sorrow.

   ruthless, in a vampire, how ironic.

  Lu Guining accompanies Wen Xien to stand in the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

   The moon in the sky is nothing to see, because I don’t know how many times I have seen it.

  The young prince watched intently, his brows were still, and his whole person was like a jade man.

   Such a close distance made the person standing beside him overwhelmed. I couldn't help but pay attention to her, and carefully traced her every inch.

  Lu Guining smelled a faint cold fragrance, very light and sweet, very nice. He couldn't help but take a step closer.

Prince    seemed to ignore him completely, and Lu Guining's eyes gradually stopped being overly restrained and cautious.

   The vampire, who never gave him a glimpse of his vision, suddenly said, "I've stayed by my side for so long, and I haven't understood your story yet, so let's hear it."

The pain of   's nails digging into the pulp of his fingers made him immediately stabilize his mind, and lowered his eyes to organize the language.

"I also have a pair of very good parents. They were kind to me when I was a child, but the good times didn't last long. After my mother died, my father seemed to be a different person, and my family no longer wanted to be home. I like to sing, but they all find it useless, this is what I love, so I keep insisting..."

   "Prince, the first person to hear me sing."

  Lu Guining lowered his eyelashes, as if a little shy.

   Wen Xien looked into the distance, not sure if he was listening carefully, but when he stopped, Wen Xien looked over again.

  Lu Guining thought of the photos he saw that night, and said something mysteriously.

   "Is this the first time the prince has ever heard someone sing?"

   As soon as he said these words, Lu Guining felt a little inappropriate, but there was no reason to take back what he said, so he looked forward to Wen Xien's answer.

   What disappointed him was that Wen Xien didn't pay attention to his question and didn't look at him.

   The deep sense of loss made Lu Guining's expression distorted for a moment.

   There was a sudden pain in his heart, Wen Xien's eyebrows moved slightly, and his weak body subconsciously supported the pillar next to him.

   Lu Guining, who had been watching his every move, naturally noticed something was wrong at the first time, and immediately stepped forward to support her.

   "Your Highness, you..."

  's weak legs almost immediately made her lean towards Lu Guining involuntarily.

   His face was as pale as porcelain and his lips were brightly red, but at this moment his eyebrows were downcast, and he was as quiet and silent as a **** statue surrounded by incense in a temple.

   (end of this chapter)