Lan Min lowered his eyes and had no intention of talking to Duke Lane. He neither nodded nor objected to Duke Lane asking the ship's doctor to examine his body.

The servants looked at the young man sitting sideways with his head lowered and his white hair soft and drooping in fear, hoping that he would quickly respond to Duke Lane, whose face was getting more and more ugly.

Duke Lane put his hands on the young man's thin shoulders, and tightened his slender joints, pulling out countless ugly wrinkles in the soft white cloth on the young man's shoulders.

Because of his dangerous actions, the young man's body became even more rigid, and his elegant upper body did not dare to move at all, as if he was such a terrifying thing.

——I didn’t even talk to him anymore.

―He dares to do this because he is sure that he will not do anything to him?

It's really hateful, you feel so confident relying on his preference, and then you say you don't like him.

Duke Ryan suddenly clasped the young man's shoulder blades under his thin clothes and saw that the back of the young man's hand pressed tightly against the dark red velvet tablecloth was tense, and the thin blue-purple blood vessels inside were clearly visible through the snow-white to transparent skin.

Duke Lane heard the young man's low groan, and a strong sense of anger and powerlessness filled his heart.

Why is it so fragile? Like a flower made of crystal, it will crack with a slight touch. It seems to be telling the world that you can't do any evil to him, otherwise he will leave you and cannot be saved.

"Brother, why don't you talk to me?"

Duke Lane thought that the young man said he didn't like him, and a faint anger filled his eyebrows.

If you don’t like him, how can you do that?

He couldn't stand it, and he would never allow it.

"Are you still angry with me?"

Why is this idiot brother so angry?

The hand on his shoulder became stronger, and Lan Min had no intention of forcing himself to fight against Duke Lane. He leaned on the tablecloth obediently, closed his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled uneasily.

Duke Lane was both annoyed and aggrieved by the way Lan Mo became submissive and cold because of fear of him.

"Open your eyes." Duke Lane raised his voice. He didn't know how to get what he wanted, so he subconsciously threatened, "Otherwise--"

The young man's body became stiffer, like a corpse, and he slowly opened his eyes, with unconcealable fear in his eyes.

Duke Lane met Lan Mo's eyes, swallowed the second half, and suddenly regretted it.

His brain must have been smashed with the bench by that damn monster

The young man is already afraid of him enough,

Threats will only push the young man further and further away. But when facing young people, he can never control his temper.

"elder brother"

Duke Lane hurriedly made amends, "I was just talking nonsense. I have already announced to everyone that you are my brother and the young master of the distinguished Norman family. We already have the closest brotherly relationship. I will never hurt you.

"

"I was so angry just now that I couldn't control myself, but I didn't really mean it," Duke Lane said.

But the young man's condition did not improve, and he still looked at Duke Lane in fear.

The power and glory of the Norman family are too far away from young people.

The young man who has lived by the sea since childhood is far away from the crowd and lives alone in the sea. He will not understand the meaning of the title of Young Master of the Norman family and what it means. Naturally, he will not understand Duke Lane's compensation and flattery.

A meaningless compensation for young people cannot erase the bloody harm from Duke Lane.

The young man's eyes slowly moved, not knowing whether he was thinking of Duke Lane's humiliation and teasing of him, or Duke Lane's order to let Knight William fall on the snow-white blade of his little finger.

There were also the broken porcelain and scattered flowers that fell on him yesterday. Duke Lane, who was venting his anger, unleashed his most ferocious side on him.

The young man no longer had any trust in Duke Lane, and even because of Duke Lane's hasty words, the young man fell into greater doubt and fear.

Why, why did he call him brother again.

He is not at all, he has never hurt the powerful Duke Lane.

"don't want"

Duke Ryan watched the young man cover his ears with his hands,

His red eyes filled with tears made him look like a rabbit about to collapse. Perhaps in the eyes of the young man, his sincere words were a trap for hunters with malicious intentions.

"I don't want to be your brother"

Yesterday, Duke Lane called his brother, pushed him down and made him cough up blood, and tortured him regardless of his will.

The young man's voice trembled, and the nightmare that happened yesterday turned into strange and bloody pictures, wrapping him up.

He said in a panic, "Look for someone else to be your brother."

"Don't look for me"

The young man's eyes wandered helplessly without any focus. The servants in the room looked at him worriedly after meeting the young man's eyes.

Because the young man's condition looked too worrying, his snow-white face was like a crystal full of invisible cracks that might break at any time.

Lan Min stretched out her hand, held Duke Lane's sleeves inlaid with cold and gorgeous gems, raised her head and said tremblingly, "Duke, you still call me a fool, I am a fool, don't let me be your brother."

He chatted with the servants and already knew what Duke Lane meant when he called him a fool.

Duke Lane was shivering all over, and the blood in his veins was frozen. He suddenly realized that yesterday Lan Mo softly called his name, but today, she only called him Duke.

The phrase "I don't like it anymore" that he thought he could change carried an unbearable weight.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Duke Lane's voice was dry, and he regretted his previous actions more and more. Even just now, he had arrogantly thought that the young man would take the initiative to invite him over.

Ryan could not imagine that Lan Mo would look at him with fear every time in the future.

At this moment alone, Ryan felt that he was about to be tortured into a monster. If that were the case, he would probably completely degenerate into a bloodthirsty monster.

The blood-red game panel shook slightly, and Duke Ryan's introduction was refreshed.

NameDuke Lane

The blond arrogant Duke is sliding towards the abyss of evil, and the intense emotions are stimulating the awakening of the other half of the blood in his body.

The character's voice: Brother, don't be afraid of me, I was wrong.

Lan Mo smelled a hint of despair from Duke Lane, the rich aroma of wine, mixed with the smell of blood from Duke Lane, sweet and dangerous.

Lan Mo was caged into Duke Lane's arms, and the Duke's long blond hair fell on the back of his hand.

Lan Mo struggled in Duke Lane's arms and tasted another mouthful of wine made from despair.

Very sweet.

"How can you be a fool? I am." Duke Lane muttered. The young man's distrust and resistance to him were so obvious. The compensation he thought made the young man scared and frightened.
Chapter completed!