In the quaint castle hall, a silver-haired man sat on the throne, his face still a little pale, and his purple eyes full of coldness.

In the middle of the castle hall, a beautiful woman was suspended.

She lay there quietly, her expression very peaceful, as if she was asleep.

Sleep peacefully and soundlessly.

"Your Highness..." Mok spoke cautiously, with a hint of worry, "Your body... I'm afraid it can no longer bear the power of the blood talisman..."

Miya Nishize's voice was cold and indifferent, "Get ready."

"Your Highness!" Mok was a little anxious, "Wouldn't it be better... to let the young lady sleep all the time...?"

Will it be better if you go to sleep...?

Why does everyone say this to him?

He looked at Mo Keke intently. He still looked sweet and pleasant even when he was asleep, and he was incredibly well-behaved.

But...she could no longer smile sweetly at him and call him softly, "Ze."

How could he...let her sleep like this forever?

"Get ready." His voice seemed a little firmer.

Mok opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything. No one can disobey what he decided.

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Chapter completed!