32~ Weak Period

Something really isn't quite right with Astrid lately.

After these days of observation, Villette came to the conclusion that Astrid was probably drinking fake wine. Recently, Astrid's behavior can no longer be described as abnormal.

Every night, I drag my exhausted body back to the bedroom. I simply say hello to her and lie down on the bedside and fall asleep. Sometimes I don't even say hello, and I start to sleep soundly when I lie down. The kind that can't even wake up.

I thought Astrid's state would last for a day or two at most, but what Viritt did not expect was that on the third and fourth day, Astrid's mental outlook did not change, and he was still the same lazy spirit. With a godless appearance, she was exhausted when she got home, let alone touched her.

But this is fine, this little devil is finally more honest, relieved his own chastity crisis, and by the way, avoids the body fluids not being absorbed, and it's too late for Villette to be happy.

But why-

Villette wondered what was going on with this faint sense of disappointment and loss in Baiji's heart.

At this moment, she has a strange sense of immediacy. After taking a shower, her expectant wife wears sexy underwear and a bath towel and sits on the bed, showing her most sexy side, but waiting for the tired eyes Ignore her indifferently, pass her by, and fall asleep soundly.

How can there be such a strange sense of immediacy?!

Villette rubbed the pillow irritably and sighed lightly.

After staying in the blood clan palace for a long time, has she started to become strange?

Tea time went on as scheduled, and it seemed that not only Astrid was busy, but also her head maid, Joan.

In the past, the afternoon tea was accompanied by the head maid, but these days it has been replaced by a maid, a maid she is not familiar with. Perhaps it was because the maid had changed. Today's afternoon tea was not as smooth as usual. She was drinking high-end white tea, but Villette was uninteresting. All she could think about was Astrid's abnormal behavior these days.

Thinking of this, she was in a bad mood and got tired of watching everything, not to mention a man dressed as a gentleman who she didn't know at all.

"My Lady Queen, Gui'an."" The tall and handsome man bowed respectfully to Villette.

"Is something wrong?" Villette's voice was cold, her mood was not good, and she had an impression of the blood nobles, her tone was not very friendly.

"Haha, seeing that the queen is very fond of this Hua Gu, I can't help but want to chat with you a few words, I wonder if I have this honor?" The gentleman's tone of voice gave a very comfortable feeling.

Villette did not speak, neither affirming nor denying.

"If you don't speak, then it will be regarded as Her Majesty the Queen agreeing?" The gentleman found a chair with a smile and sat down.

"Lord Queen seems to have fully adapted to the life of our blood palace."

"How? The scenery here is good, isn't it? If you have time to come here for tea or something, it's really a kind of elegance."

~Mr. Vampire, if you have something to say, just say it. "Villette said coldly.

"Haha the queen is really fast enough." The gentleman man was not embarrassed when his intention was pierced, haha ​​laughed twice.

"It's like this. Her Majesty the Queen has been a little tired in the court recently, and her mental state seems to have been poor. I just want to know if it's because the Queen asked for too much."

"Don't talk nonsense like this!" Villette stood up suddenly excitedly, a faint blush flashing across her cheeks.

""I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm inappropriate, I apologize to you, please don't be so excited, Queen. "Although the gentleman said so, the smile in his eyes did not mean any guilt.

"Villette, who realized that she was overreacting, hurriedly sat down and picked up the tea tray to cover up her gaffe. Why was Baiji so excited all of a sudden? She couldn't understand.

Hehe, I think the queen has a very good temperament these days, her face is ruddy, and it doesn't look like she is doing too much. "

Seeing the aggressive look in Villette's eyes, knowing that the former was on the verge of patience, the gentleman wisely chose to shut up.

"Cough cough, I'm sorry, I'm a little sloppy. I mean, we are all concerned about Her Majesty's mental state, but we can't find the reason, so we have to ask the person who understands Her Majesty the most, that is, as Her Majesty's pillow human you."

You asked the wrong person, and I don't know either. "Viritt didn't want to say anything more to this man, she gave a perfunctory answer and looked away.

"Oh, that's it." The man heard the words, his eyes flashed with a deep look, and then he stood up with a smile.

"Then, I won't disturb Her Majesty's elegance, but I heard that Her Majesty has a lot of criticism to Her Majesty the Queen."

"The so-called bedside fight and bedside reconciliation, since we have already become husband and wife, the Queen should get along well with Her Majesty." Before leaving, the man patted Villette on the shoulder and left immediately.

Villette looked at the patted shoulder with some disgust, looked at the half of the white tea left in the teacup, and drank one of them. "Let's go."

"Wrong? Her Majesty, are you going back directly?"

"Well, I'm going back." Villette didn't explain much, she walked in front of the maid, and the little maid in the back immediately followed. It was the same for the next few days, and Astrid's malaise didn't improve at all.

What Villette didn't know was that all events continued to move forward amid the undercurrents.