Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

With Winster's appearance, Lan Yan felt as if he had never really grown up. Everything he did seemed extremely childish in the eyes of this vampire who had lived for thousands of years.

He is always like this, not only protecting him, but also controlling him, allowing him to be self-willed, and deterring him from time to time, telling him who is the master.

Winston calmly took off all his clothes, and put on the dark blue thin velvet suit brought in by the servant.There wasn't a trace of passion in his eyes, as if he was just doing something very ordinary.

Lan Yan couldn't help recalling the situation just now, and was shocked to find that although Winster kept kissing him, he hadn't really felt his enthusiasm, even though the scene just now was barely out of control for Winster, even though He came out embarrassed and ambiguous.

It seemed that there was really no reaction at all, and it was only because he wanted him to go back with him that he suddenly frightened him, and the slightly rough kiss behind was just a comfort in a panic.

Lan Yan looked at Winster's handsome face. His long black hair was tied behind his back, his pale and flawless skin was delicate and flawless, his contours were graceful, his dark eyes and thick eyebrows, and his tall and narrow bridge of nose , the crimson looks like blood-stained lips, the sexy Adam's apple, and the collarbone covered by the silk shirt below...

Shelley once told him that the real king represents the ultimate power...

The body wrapped in black in front of me should be as perfect as carved by the best sculptor in the world...

but……

While hiccupping, Lan Yan glanced at His Majesty's Xiasanlu.

Wouldn't it be okay?

"!!!"

As soon as this idea came out, Lan Yan was taken aback.

Winston put his shoes on, then lifted his chin and looked into his flustered eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

Lan Yan closed her eyes nervously, then pushed him away and jumped off the bed, and poured a glass of water. "I've been hiccupping, it's killing me." He said after drinking the glass of water.

"Go to dinner, we'll leave after dinner." Winster put on his coat.

Lan Yan raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly: "You have the final say, don't tell me."

Sally came in and combed Lan Yan's hair again. Winster sat in the velvet chair behind them with his elbows resting on the armrest. His posture was relaxed and casual. He just kept staring at them with a hint of warning in his eyes. .

After tidying up their clothes, the two went to the restaurant on the first floor to have dinner together.

It's just that after the evening, Lan Yan lost his appetite. He chopped up the fried lamb chops on the plate that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding a sweet fragrance, and then moved them back and forth without eating a single bite.

On the table are boiled soft-shelled turtles with onions added with cloves, mint, cinnamon and other precious spices, as well as shrimp and mushroom soup stewed with herbs, sauced trotters with thick honey, diced carrots, cabbage and cheese salad, and baked on the surface. Get golden crunchy slices of white bread and rabbit pie, strawberries, lemons, oranges, etc.

It was so rich, of course, because Winster was here.

Lamb chops are specially cooked for Lan Yan, he likes to eat lamb chops.

"Try this." John personally held the porcelain plate containing the boiled soft-shelled turtle, bent down and handed it to Lan Yan's side.

"It's too fishy." It may be that the blue smoke is too sensitive, and he feels that those spices can't cover up the fishy smell of the soft-shelled turtle.He simply put down the knife and fork and took off the napkin. "I'm done eating."

"Pick up some meat pies and bread later," said Winster.

"Yes." John said.

That night, Winster left with blue smoke, while Adrian stayed to deal with the aftermath, and he would leave a day or two later.

The sun was too hot during the day, and they could only rest in a nearby hotel. On the night of the fourth day, they arrived in Saint-Cherier.

It is spring at this time, and the air of Saint-Cherier, the city of flowers, is full of fresh floral fragrance. There are blooming flowers everywhere beside the houses, and the yellow tulips and red roses are the most.

And the pure white Eisenmisburg on the hill is surrounded by tender green tall forests.

The flowers in the rose garden must also be in bloom, Lan Yan thought.

The full moon hangs high in the purple-blue night sky, without a single star, the bright silver light pours down, and the 36 golden spiers of the pure white castle shine.

The manager, Meg Carter, still brought many servants to welcome them on the green pasture in front of the main castle.

Before Sally and the others came back so soon, Brian re-assigned a personal servant to Lan Yan, and Walker still followed her.

It seems to go out to play a circle, and finally came back here.

Winster sent him to the room and left without mercy, giving Lan Yan a feeling that it was worthless if he coaxed him.

He felt unhappy in his heart, even in a familiar place, he would not be able to sleep for a while, and wanted to find him, but Walker told him that the elders and princes had been waiting for Winster here for a few days, and he would be very busy. Tell him not to bother him yet.

They seemed to really think that Lan Yan had gone to Wenmengs to play, and asked him how his life in Wenmengs was like, and whether it was true that he closed the door to sleep at six o'clock every night.The rumor about closing the doors and windows at six o'clock is also because of the war between the church and the blood race 1000 years ago. At that time, people would return to the house very early to avoid the attack of the blood race.Until the ban was signed, the people of Vinmons still maintained this routine for a while.

He fell asleep at dawn and was woken up by the little white dog before lunch.

The new personal servant Dale Bennett looked at Lan Yan who woke up in a panic. He was tall and fair, and he looked young. He had short gray curly hair and some freckles on his nose, because he was worried that Lan Yan would blame him. , It is easy to show timidity.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master Lan Yan, it's because I didn't hold it."

"It's okay." Lan Yan stroked the little white dog that had been licking him, and sat up cross-legged. "May I have your name?"

"Dalle, Dale Bennett, master." He took out the clothes prepared for Lan Yan and wanted to help him change.

"Leave it there, you go out, close the door, and I'll do it myself." Lan Yan said.

Dale thought he didn't like him, so he didn't dare to ask, so he had to leave the room. This job was very decent for him, and he didn't want to lose it.

After a brief wash, Lan Yan went to the kitchen on the first floor. Fuli saw him and said that he had grown taller, but lost a lot of weight.

Walker is really right. Winster is really busy. The clans that rebelled this time include Gangro, Nofiler, McKavian, Lexenbra, and Ashamai. Among them, Lexenbra Led by Ashamai, he colluded with the opposition and tried to overthrow the real king's regime.

Chesterton, the ex-Prince of Ashamai, and his accomplices in the family were arrested by Winster on the day of the wedding, and they were sentenced to death before Heslet Lesenbula and others fled to Vinmons. The punishment of burning the body by the holy fire.His ex-wife, Her Royal Highness Queen Lydia Cripps, contributed to Chesterston's arrest and his accomplices so quickly.

"What about the David brothers and sisters?" Lan Yan asked, sitting in front of the sunny window sill.

"Escaped too." Walker stood beside him. "This time the involvement is too wide, the Duke of Ramsden and the Earl of Mill, the seventh elders of our family, have also been implicated."

"What?" Lan Yan asked in surprise. "Mir? Mill Dewey Vendre? You're right?"

"It's him. Although he has always said that he was wronged, everyone knows that he has a close relationship with Miss David. Moreover, a lot of evidence was found in his mansion."

"Isn't it? Isn't Winster being nice to him?"

Walker sighed. "They all said he was brainless."

"Then they all?"

"Six of the seven prohibitions were committed, and all but those who escaped were put to death."

Lan Yan whispered secretly, Mir had been with him for so many years, so if he killed him, he would die. "It's pretty tough," he said.

"By the way, there was a fire outside your room before, do you know who did it?" Walker said.

Lan Yan glanced at him and said, "How would I know? If you know it, just tell me everything." When there was chaos here, he was still leisurely betting on horses there.

"It's Johnny Rupert."

"Who?"

"The silk merchant whose eldest son died, because of him, Shelley was also implicated."

"Huh?" Lan Yan was shocked again. "What's the matter with Shelley?" He still remembered the eunuch with a high-pitched voice, didn't he like and admire Winster very much?How could you do something to betray him?

"He was threatened by Johnny. Those rebellious humans, His Majesty only sentenced them to exile, but he committed suicide in prison."

Lan Yan remembered that the day after the fire broke out, Shelley had looked for him, and seemed to invite him to go out to play or something, but Lan Yan couldn't remember.

"This is too strange. The businessman wants to kill me?"

"Yes, he has been helping the opposition. During that time, there were irreconcilable conflicts between the opposition and the rebels. The rebels needed your blood, so they wanted to kill you. The house fire has been found to be Ai Ritter Smith did it, she was Johnny's arrangement."

"Huh?" Ai Lite was his former maid. "Isn't it? It doesn't look like it."

"That's what she did," Walker said.

Lan Yan took a small sip from her teacup. "What a surprise."

"Because of this, Brian was also fined."

"Okay. I don't know when Winston will be able to deal with these things. What about Brian? I want to ask him to help me buy something..."

Bryan was quick to do things, not to mention that this is the capital of Viaken, he was as familiar as his own pants, he described it like this, and brought back what Lan Yan needed at noon the next day, and gave him a cool but bright room .

So Winster dealt with things at night, and Lan Yan worked on it during the day. He got all the materials and made some simple bombs. He tested them in front of the forest outside the castle. It was like a firecracker, and its power was far from his. He was struggling with the desired effect.

During the initial experiment, he ignited it himself. When the sound rang, Walker and others were startled. Later, they didn't dare to let him light it again, so Walker gave it to him.

About a month later, Sally and others also came back.

Although Lan Yan was anxious about the things on Wenmengs' side, the things on Winster's side hadn't been dealt with yet. In addition, the best bombs he researched only blew up a hole in the ground, and they couldn't blow up at all. That kind of extremely hard stone.

Seeing that spring has passed and summer is coming again, the princes of the five clans have finally been selected, and the turmoil in Viaken has temporarily subsided.It's just that the disaster is not over yet. I heard that there is a severe drought in the border area, and there has been no rain for more than three months. If there is no more rain, if this year's crops are not planted, there is a high possibility of famine.

In the evening, when the sky was full of red clouds, Lan Yan went to find Winster. His Majesty the True King had just woken up, still wearing a black silk nightgown, with long hair tied behind him lazily, leaning against the bedside to read a book.

"I heard that you are planning to hold a coronation ceremony for them?" Lan Yan asked directly.

The early summer light and evening breeze entered the bedroom through three huge arched windows, and the thin dark blue satin curtains fluttered in the wind.

"That will be their most glorious moment, and there is no reason for anyone to deprive them of the right to hold a coronation ceremony." Winster took his hand and pulled him into his arms. "Unhappy again?"

"Then, what about Vinmons? They want to avenge His Excellency the Pope, how can they wait like that?" Lan Yan climbed up while supporting his chest, but was pushed down again by the back of his neck. "what are you doing."

"Hey, let me hug and rest for a while." Winster patted his flexible waist.