When the young man who was smoking with his head down heard Manager Fan mention Su Wan, he suddenly raised his eyes.
"Need not!"
Jiang Xuecheng coughed and suddenly added another sentence.
"Don't let her come over here!"
Although Jiang Xuecheng's voice was hoarse, his tone was very resolute. Manager Fan was stunned when he heard it, and felt more and more uneasy.
- His Highness actually didn't even want to see Miss Su. What on earth could have caused the High Priest and His Highness to have such a quarrel? !
Manager Fan did not dare to think about it further. He even began to assume that the wounds on the high priest's body were scratched by the Persian cat.
The more you think, the more mistakes you make. In order to avoid getting yourself into trouble, it is better to think less.
Manager Fan didn't know that after being told by the high priest that Su Wan was poisoned, Jiang Xuecheng suddenly felt afraid to see Su Wan.
He had never been as weak as he was now, and even wanted to rely on nicotine to ease the heaviness in his heart.
According to the high priest, the CHK No. 3 poison has an incubation period of only one and a half months, which means that Su Wan will soon feel the abnormal changes in his body.
What will she do then? !
Those little animals were paralyzed and limp, and some even mutilated themselves because they couldn't bear the pain of the poison. Did he have to watch Su Wan suffer the same fate
Jiang Xuecheng lowered his head unconsciously and took another puff of the cigarette in his hand persistently.
It’s still a taste that I can’t get used to, pungent, astringent, and bitter all the way to my heart.
Jiang Xuecheng never understood before, why can people numb themselves with nicotine? !
When he looked at the flickering spark in his hand, he still had no answer in his heart.
The will remains clear and the facts cannot be changed.
So Jiang Xuecheng lit another cigarette. On the crystal plate not far away was the cigarette butt, which was still burning.
When Manager Fan saw Jiang Xuecheng like this, he felt very depressed as well.
It seemed that what filled the air was not the strong smell of tobacco, but an unconcealable sadness.
Manager Fan thought about what had happened in recent days and suddenly found the closest answer.
Could it be that the high priest had grasped some weakness of the prince and forced him to marry Miss Tia of the Siswell family? !
It probably depends on the situation...
Manager Fan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He never expected that the new prince of the emperor was so infatuated.
After all, most children of wealthy families have no autonomy in their marriages. Basically, the one listed on the marriage certificate is the one provided for at home, and they may have someone else they support outside to enjoy their life.
Manager Fan has seen many such situations, both for men and women.
When Manager Fan saw Jiang Xuecheng's desperate figure, he felt that the smell of tobacco in the room was so strong that it was unbearable.
If this continues, it will be really bad for your health!
Manager Fan frowned, knowing that his persuasion would probably not work, so he walked towards the window not far away.
First, open the gauze curtains, and then push the window outwards to let the cool breeze from outside in slowly.
The smell of smoke finally dissipated a little.
After Manager Fan finished all this, he nodded at Jiang Xuecheng with a hint of concern in his voice.
"Your Highness, although I don't know what happened to you, you still need to be open-minded about things like marriage. I think if Miss Su is reasonable, she will definitely understand you."
After he finished speaking, Manager Fan slowly walked out of the study and closed the door neatly.
…
Jiang Xuecheng was the only one left in the empty study room again.
Jiang Xuecheng took another puff of cigarette.
He actually doesn't like the taste.
He stood up and walked to the open window beside him. Outside was a clear blue sky, and the fragrance of beautiful flowers and plants wafted in the wind.
Jiang Xuecheng showed a bitter smile on his face. He finally lowered his head and extinguished the flickering spark on the cigarette butt.
—No matter what, nicotine can't numb his will.
What needs to be faced must be faced.
Jiang Xuecheng suddenly wanted to take the initiative to find Su Wan.
He wanted to see her.
And... there are still very important things waiting for me to do.
…
At this time, Su Wan was reading a book in the room. On the table was an introductory book on the interstellar universal language.
Su Wan's interstellar common language was not good enough. It was enough for daily communication, but she might not be able to understand the more profound words.
When Su Wan saw the complicated words above, her mind went into a mess and she even had the urge to sleep.
Su Wan stretched and couldn't help yawning.
At this moment, Su Wan heard the lock click and the sound of a door opening not far away.
Su Wan turned her head and saw Jiang Xuecheng's face as expected.
"Snow City..."
Su Wan raised her eyebrows and smiled, but within a second, she realized something was wrong.
A strange and strong smell of tobacco came.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so grim?"
I saw a man not far away wearing an exquisite custom-made shirt, but there were many wrinkles on his clothes. I looked up and saw Jiang Xuecheng's face.
His facial features were still as handsome and profound as before, but they were pale, and there seemed to be a very strange feeling between his brows.
Su Wan felt weird when he looked at her.
What's wrong
Su Wan quickly put down the information book in her hand and ran towards Jiang Xuecheng. When she got close to Jiang Xuecheng, she found that the smell of tobacco on Jiang Xuecheng was even stronger.
This doesn't seem like it was caused by secondhand smoke, but more like...
“You smoke?”
Su Wan grabbed Jiang Xuecheng's hand in surprise, only to find that his palm was cold.
Su Wan had been married to Jiang Xuecheng for so long, so of course she knew that Jiang Xuecheng didn't smoke. To be precise, it seemed that all the men in the Jiang family didn't smoke. It might be due to family habits, and they paid more attention to their physical health.
Jiang Xuecheng nodded. He looked at Su Wan's concerned face and felt a bitter pain in a corner of his heart.
He knew that his current appearance must have scared Su Wan, so he quickly serious his expression and pretended to force a casual smile.
"Well, I've never smoked before, so I just wanted to try it on a whim."
Seeing Su Wan frown, Jiang Xuecheng quickly explained more.
"But don't worry, I don't have any feelings towards tobacco. This time I just did it because it was new. I won't touch it again."
Like Su Wan, he doesn't like people who smell of tobacco.
Su Wan buried her head in Jiang Xuecheng's shoulder. Through the black shirt, Su Wan could hear Jiang Xuecheng's heartbeat, again and again.
Su Wan's heart inexplicably calmed down.
"That's good. Smoking is really bad for your health."
Su Wan raised her head to look at Jiang Xuecheng's face, and saw that there were red bloodshot in his eyes and he looked a little tired.
"I heard that the high priestess is back. Did she force you to marry Tia, and then you are in trouble?"
Jiang Xuecheng found it difficult to breathe when he heard Su Wan's words.
If he was just forced to marry Tia, he wouldn't be so miserable because he knew he wouldn't agree.
But if Su Wan's life was implicated, Jiang Xuecheng really didn't know what he would do...
(End of this chapter)