Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1686 

When Lucy arrived at Agarwood Pavilion, she smelled the strong odor of blood again even before she had entered the room.Her expression changed suddenly and she ran in immediately.

"Prince Kurt, are you okay?"

When the maids present saw Lucy approaching, they turned their attention from Kurt to Lucy and said, "Ms.Lucy, you're finally here.Prince Kurt just passed out."

Lucy rushed to the bed.

Kurt was lying unconscious on the bed without any movement.His beautiful and delicate face looked ashen under the glow of the lamp next to him.

On the corner of his lips was a sliver of blood that hadn't been wiped clean.

"He vomited blood?"

A chill ran down her spine at the sight.

The maids nodded worryingly and pointed to the floor they had just cleaned.

The people who got infected that night only had unbearable diarrhea and stomachache.

However, Kurt's condition was much more severe.

Naturally, that got them worried.

After hearing them out, Lucy ignored them and told them to leave the room.

room

Ms.Lucy, what do

maids locked at her

and glared at

hear me? I told you to get

trembled and left soon

her foul temper? She's not

consort before even becoming one.Does she really think that

many candidates in the tribe, there's going to be

let's just wait and see.Isn't Prince Kurt's birthday

that was just around the corner, they became excited.They wanted to see what was going to happen

gossip as she was examining

she was examining him with

she did to the man upon entering the palace, she had taken

wrist and swiftly slit across it

instantly gushed out from his wrist.She squinted and looked at

took out a vial of green liquid and poured it into his

emptied the vial, something started to wriggle

while, a squishy, black, worm-like object crawled out from

it really

object with her hairpin to get a closer

it was sick and didn't want to move, she knew then that there

she put the

fed Kurt a brown-colored pill, the worm-like object immediately buried itself into the wound as if it had caught the scent of