Help The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama (by Lotus Seeds) novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593: Chapter 544: Top-Tier Purification!

Shen Tang heard the system’s words and suddenly froze in place.

She instinctively looked up at Jia Lan beside her. He seemed unwilling to reveal anything unusual and, like everyone else, lowered his head and took a few bites of food, his manners so natural they were indistinguishable from a normal person.

Shen Tang’s eyes suddenly reddened, her heart swelling with an aching sadness.

Jia Lan, who had always been such a proud Mermaid Prince, now could only live like this, even pretending everything was fine so they wouldn’t worry.

If it weren’t for the system’s reminder, Shen Tang thought: Jia Lan would likely continue hiding like this, never letting anyone see through the truth in a lifetime.

After dinner, back at the palace to rest, Shen Tang went alone to meet Jia Lan.

He had just draped his outer garments on the rack, wearing only a white satin shirt, his figure slender and erect, merely standing quietly like a sculpture carved by the Heavenly God, cold and ethereal.

He seemed about to rest, and seeing Shen Tang appear, his expression slightly flustered, "Tangtang, you... why are you here? Aren’t you going to keep Xiao Jin company?"

This was something the former Jia Lan would never say.

He was just afraid she’d get too close and notice the changes in his body.

Shen Tang didn’t speak, just walked forward and gently wrapped her arms around his waist.

The young man’s waist was taut and strong, yet completely different from before—no longer flexible and warm, but cold and rigid, like an object devoid of life.

He no longer tensed his body from nerves or raised his temperature from joy—in the past, she was so familiar with his heart’s fiery beat, almost escaping his chest, clearly audible... but now, it felt like holding wood, holding stone, without any response.

Shen Tang buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, "...Why don’t you hold me like before?"

The young man’s hand slowly rose to encircle her waist.

Despite being deeply loved companions, his action was cautious, as if measuring carefully, striving to match exactly as before.

Shen Tang closed her eyes, her voice carrying a hint of bitterness, "Smell me, can you tell what perfume I’m wearing tonight."

The young man watched her, his Adam’s apple moving slightly, unable to utter a word.

"You can’t smell it anymore, can you?"

"..."

"You can’t taste the food anymore."

"..."

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