Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Lan Yan watched everyone's reactions while playing. He was playing a prank, but he didn't expect these people to be fascinated, a little sentimental, and too deep into the drama. He nodded his eyes.

Winston found Lan Yan looking at him, raised his eyebrows with a slight smile, and raised his glass to greet him, as if to say, yes, continue.

Lan Yan glanced at him, clapped his hands on the black and white keys, the piano made a dull and noisy sound, it was on strike, he was here to make trouble, not to entertain them.

The musician continued to play, and Lan Yan went straight to Winster, squeezed Shelley away, sat down beside him, picked up a strawberry from the small table next to him, and took a big sip from the nearby wine glass .

He was too reckless and arrogant, and the blond eunuch looked at Winster tearfully, angrily, but Winster didn't look at him at all.

"Yes, what's the name of this song?"

"Why do I need to tell you?" Lan Yan drank the wine in one gulp, imitated Winster and leaned on the sofa, and raised her chin to Shelley next to her. "Is this your lover? He looks good." He tilted his head, blinked ghostly, and the tied silver hair fell from his shoulders. "It seems that you are still very young. How dare you, a thousand-year-old old man, have the nerve to do it? Do you know that you will go to jail in our place like this?"

"No, no, how can you say that about Your Majesty, it's too rude." Shelley waved her hands hastily. "I'm already old enough to get married, and I admire His Majesty very much..." As he spoke, two red clouds flew up on his cheeks, shyly daring not to look up at Winster.

Winster looked at Lan Yan indifferently. There were small offended flames in the depths of his black pupils, but his attitude was still high. He was in control of everything. Looking at Lan Yan was like looking at a clown.

"You've been trying to piss me off," Winster said.

"Yeah, I'm testing your bottom line." Since the other party can read minds, Lan Yan didn't hide at all, and looked directly at Winster, as if wanting to see his eyes.

"My bottom line? You don't want to touch it," Winster said.

"Really?" Lan Yan sneered, and touched Shelley's tender face with her backhand. "how about this?"

"Stop." Winston grabbed the troublesome hand, his voice was ice-cold, and the anger in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Winster." Shelley covered his face and looked at Winster admiringly, as if Lan Yan just touched him, but slapped him.

It hurts when he scratched him, Lan Yan bit her lip, resisting the natural tears, and stared at him stubbornly. "Why are you keeping me?"

His silver hair seemed to shine under the light, and his soft and delicate facial features would wrinkle like a little beast fighting fiercely.Through those silver tearful eyes, Winston saw a child crying alone in a blank room, arguing with family members who didn't care about him, carnivaling with strange men and women, and struggling after letting go Live hard, but in fact there are scars under the intact skin, but still believe in true love, and still treat people sincerely.

Interesting, such a person looks arrogant, but actually weak, looks fierce, but actually friendly, looks extroverted and loves to laugh, but is actually sensitive, lonely and loveless!

Believe in the sincerity, want the sincerity?How about giving you 'true heart'?Since you want to play, I happen to have the same idea, just raise a naughty little stray dog, love it, protect it, let it fall in love with you, be loyal to you, then abandon it and trample it, what will happen?

"I keep you for my own use, but you'd better pray that day never comes." Because if you come, you will die.

The purpose of Bai Ling is to appease the vampires who want to commit suicide because of world-weariness, such as Prince Lambert of Bruch who jumped into the holy flame to commit suicide. If he found Lan Yan earlier, Winster would mercilessly put him Tossed before a maddened vampire, to be slaughtered and torn apart.

Winston let go of his hand, adjusted his coat casually, and stood up. "I'll leave first, everyone, feel free."

Everyone bowed or bowed respectfully towards him, but the eunuch with a thin voice suddenly screamed, and the silver-haired child suddenly grabbed His Majesty's hand and bit it tightly.

"Your Majesty!" Someone screamed and wanted to get closer to stop him.Winster raised his hand to stop it.

Lan Yan looked at him fiercely, his heart was full of humiliation and resentment suppressed by the power, he just wanted to live a good life, and he didn't want a knife hanging above his head all the time.

Winston looked down at him condescendingly, with a look of indifference and deliberate connivance. Little stray dogs like to bite people at first.

Lan Yan let go of his hand and spit a few times. Although he tried hard, there was only a faint gum left on the vampire's wrist. Not to mention bleeding, the skin was not broken, and The tooth mark was still disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was still wet saliva on it, and the scar had already disappeared.

After Winster left, Shelley immediately changed his face and laughed: "I still want to hurt His Majesty, do you know what a real king means? It means the most powerful power, the most powerful ability, and the strongest king." With great self-healing power, only one vampire will appear in tens of millions of years, not every vampire can become a true king."

Lan Yan laughed angrily at his changed face, and said, "Hey, little girl still has two faces, does Winster know that you are like this?"

"Of course he won't know." Shelley scratched his head and said proudly, beauty is his capital.

Lan Yan was about to be disgusted by him, so she endured a few times before whispering in his ear. "Your real king can read minds, take it easy, little hooves!"

The blond eunuch covered his mouth in horror. "What you said is true?"

Lan Yan smiled viciously: "Fake, I lied to you, hahaha."

"You!" Shelley glared at him angrily.

"By the way, your hair smells very fragrant. Is it your body fragrance? Please keep this fragrance." He laughed and left gracefully, leaving behind Winster's panicked little lover, who didn't know what was behind her. Seeing what good things Winster did, the more Lan Yan thought about it, the more amusing she became, diluting the anger provoked by Winster.

Lan Yan doesn't like drawing, but when he's restless and confused, he'll want to find something to immerse himself in. Fuli, the fat cook, knows that he can drink, and firmly holds the key to the wine cellar, lest he steal the drink. If you drink too much, you will die young. After all, children in this era do die young, and only a dozen can survive.

When Winster asked about Lan Yan's recent situation, Old Meg reported the truth. The silver-haired kid has been very good recently and didn't make trouble. He just painted all the people and things in the castle, making his white and tender cheeks and Black carbon stains all over the fingers.

Winston raised his eyebrows and said, "Take a look."

So Manager Meg went to Lan Yan's room at night and stole his thick picture album.

Walker, the entourage, was very vigilant. He woke up as soon as the door was opened, and he relaxed his vigilance when he found out that it was Meg.

The picture album is placed on Lan Yan's bedside, it is drawn in charcoal, very realistic, the characters are drawn very realistically, and everyone's expressions are very vivid, as if they are about to come alive.

The picture album was sent to Winster to look through. In this era when painters painted people with dull expressions, his painting skills can be said to be top-notch.

"Fergus seems to admire him," said Meg, stooping.Fergus was the vampire who pinched Lanyan's neck that day, one of Winster's followers.

"Everyone in the Torredo family likes art." Winston looked down at the album, most of the characters in it were not repeated, the only one that was repeated was a puppy, and Lan Yan drew all the playful moments of him When he came down, the puppy's naive appearance seemed to be engraved on paper by him.

"Your mother was from the Torredos too," said Meg. "You have inherited her good artistic habits."

"Yes, she likes to dance very much. I still remember her dancing with her father in the study."

Meg smiled gratifiedly: "Your parents have always been the envy of everyone, and their relationship is very good."

Winston also smiled. He rummaged around and saw the only painting of a castle, which was different in style from the other paintings.The pure white castle Eisen Castle in the painting breaks away from the dreamy and dazzling reality, and turns into a gloomy ghost castle, as if to swallow everyone who enters it.

Winston closed the album and handed it to Meg. "Put it back."

Meg walked back with a picture album with a smile on her face. Winston got up and came to the window. On an early winter night, the wind was cold and steep, but they were all blocked out by the glass windows.

That day, Lan Yan provoked the vampire, made trouble in front of everyone, prevented him from stepping down, and even bit him, but the vampire did not hurt him. Such wanton connivance made Lan Yan even more disturbed. It must have required his life.Otherwise, the ordinary brat would have been beaten and thrown out long ago if he was making noise and screaming at the banquet of the nobles, so who cares about his life or death.

When he received Winster's banquet invitation, Lan Yan didn't want to go, but he turned his head and thought, he was already a tortoise on the chopping board. See what the hell that vampire is up to.

This is the first time that Lan Yan has entered the main castle as a distinguished guest. Minian has prepared an exquisite and appropriate dress for him. She has been sent by Brian to take care of his daily life.

"It's not bad." Minian supported Lan Yan's shoulders and came to the mirror. The child in the mirror had silver hair uncombed and was wearing a decent black suit. The snow-white silk shirt and cute bow tie made him even more icy and snowy. Exquisite, the cheeks are the unique baby fat of children, but the eyes, when not smiling, are as calm as adults.

"Lan Yan, you are the master, you are the master." The brown-haired maid with some freckles said sincerely. "I see people very accurately. With your noble spirit, you will definitely become a great person in the future."

"I never knew you could tell fortunes by reading astrology." Lan Yan said.

Minian smiled shyly, showing her gaped front teeth, and compared them with her fingers. "Just a little bit."

Lan Yan: "..." He just said that Minian seemed to take it as a compliment, and he didn't look at his current situation. Vampires could kill him at any time.

"Oh, it's almost time." Minian glanced at the wall clock, "I have to comb my hair quickly, what kind of hairstyle do you like, Lan Yan?"

"Whatever, I'm not a girl, by the way, don't you find it troublesome to comb my hair every day? Why don't you ask a hairdresser to cut it for me?"

"What's a hairdresser? A hairdresser? You're good looking like you are now. We all like the way you wear long hair. Nobles like to wear long hair."

The author has something to say:

Winster will be really sweet, don't be afraid.