Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"You're welcome." Winston twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

That night, Lan Yan fell asleep with the money box in his arms. The fire in the fireplace was burning vigorously, and the faint swaying red light was printed on his cheeks. The sense of security and satisfaction brought by the coins made him fall asleep for the first time. It smells so good.

That night, His Majesty the King and his good friend the Duke of Cromwell were drinking bright red liquid in the small room on the top floor of the main castle. Cromwell asked him what he wanted to do.His Majesty the True King had a faint smile on his face, with a crystal cup held between his slender and white fingers, leaning on the beige plush sofa, looking at the flames burning in the fireplace, he said: "It's too boring, let's keep a pet for fun. "

Cromwell said: "Then your pet needs to be taught a lesson. I have never seen him so rude."

"It's boring if you are too obedient, and besides, he is polite enough to you." The man grew up in a world where everyone was equal. Although he was not happy, he did have a very wealthy family.It's one of the regular reasons he's not stuck in their world.He has a strong sense of arrogance and rebellion in his heart. If he hadn't found him, if he didn't save him and he didn't die that rainy night, he would definitely be able to break through the ranks and become a great nobleman.

Thinking of this, Winston criticized: "Cromwell, you should correct your arrogance. He wasn't rude to you, but you disrespected him very much."

"It would be rude for you to let him dine at our table, Your Majesty Rancho." Cromwell didn't care about Winster's light criticism. He had a thousand-year friendship with Winster and knew that he was just talking casually. .

At night, it snowed heavily in St. Cherier, and when people woke up in the morning, they were covered with thick snow powder.Eisenmeath Castle has turned into a real fantasy castle. On the roof, on the sculptures, and in the courtyard, it is white, only the still shining golden spire is exposed.

Minian, who was wearing a bulky cotton coat, hurried upstairs and knocked hard on the door a few times.After a while, the door opened from the inside, and it was the tall Walker Kamen.This strong man guarding Lanyan used to be responsible for the safety of the castle during the day, and he was naturally vigilant. He set up a single bed in Lanyan's room. Pick up the kicked-off quilt and cover it again.

Winter makes people lazy. Even when he just woke up, Walker quickly woke up, put on his clothes, took a black wool coat, and quickly left the room.

Minian waited at the door, and did not step into the room until Walker left.

On a soft feather bed hung with a purple brocade cover and a light-colored soft gauze curtain, a child with silver hair closed his eyes relaxedly, the silver hair was pressed under his body, breathing rhythmically, two rows of slightly curled eyelashes of the same color Standing in front of his eyes, Fen Diao Yuche's face was slightly flushed because of the comfortable heat.

A warm goose feather blanket covers his waist, a white wolfhound sleeps next to him on the outside, and a red wooden box inside.

Minian rubbed her hands and let out a breath, picked up a match from the table and lit the candlestick on the wall, then took out the clothes that Lan Yan needed to wear today from the closet, and spread them out on the wooden shelf one by one At last, she pushed the wooden racks in front of the fireplace and let the flames heat them up. Finally, she squatted down and warmed herself in front of the fire that lasted all night. After her clothes were hot, she turned her head and shouted to the person on the bed: " Lan Yan, wake up, it's getting late, it snowed last night, do you want to play in the snow?"

Lan Yan rubbed his eyes, and the little white dog also woke up, one person and one dog stretched at the same time, even though it can no longer be called a puppy, Lan Yan still called him that. "Morning, Minian." Lan Yan said, with a child's soft and waxy voice.

"Morning, Master Lanyan, wake up, little beast." The white wolfhound was driven out of bed by the brunette maid, she dragged the shelf to the bedside, and stretched her hot hands into the quilt to dig up Lanyan. out.

Lan Yan pushed back her sleepy hair and asked, "Did it snow last night?"

"Yes, if you want to play in the snow, after breakfast, I'll bring you a bowl, and you can't go out by yourself." Minian quickly changed out of his thick pajamas and put on the bottoming fine cotton underwear , then put on a white velvet shirt, a vest made of soft wool, and finally a light black velvet jacket. The house is full of heating, which is enough if you don’t go out.Adults wear less clothes, Lan Yan is because he is still a child, Minian is most afraid that he will get sick, so she wears thicker clothes.As for herself, it was because she went outside to help shovel the snow with everyone, otherwise it would be very inconvenient for the carriage to get in and out.

Minian packed up the blue smoke, drew the curtains and tied them, because it was snowing, and even though it was already morning, the sky outside was still gray.

"Wow!" Lan Yan threw herself to the window, the excitement in her eyes seemed to be shining.The window of his room faces the back of the castle. There is a vast grassland. There is a storage cabin on the left side of the grassland. Behind the grassland is an artificial lake that is now frozen. Farther away is the rose garden surrounding the castle. , Now it's snowing, and all the colors between the sky and the earth are covered in white. This large snow field that has not been disturbed by humans is really dazzling and shocking.Walker once told him that there are several hot springs in the forest behind the castle, and it would be great if he could take a dip in the hot springs this day.

"Are you happy?" Minian asked.

Lan Yan nodded. Growing up in the south, he rarely saw such a big snow. Most of the time, it melted at a little bit. Only when he was a child, there was a snowfall in Suzhou that was so heavy that it didn't melt for a long time. Maybe There will be some differences in the memory of childhood, but it is indeed that way in his memory.

"Children are happy when it snows, and so is my nephew. It snowed once, and he ran out barefoot early in the morning to play with the snow with a bucket and a shovel." Minian looked out the window and sighed leisurely. "The boy's body has always been strong. Who knew that because of this winter, he suffered from the wind and cold, and died within a few days."

Lan Yan, eager to play with the snow, said: "..." The survival rate of children in this era is indeed frighteningly low, but fortunately, because there are no protective measures, and there are few recreational activities, everyone has more births.He hugged Minian comfortingly, and Minian hugged him tightly.

There was a knock on the door, and a maid came in with toiletries.

After washing up, the two went downstairs together and went to the servant restaurant on the first floor for dinner.Most of the human servants live on the right side of the castle, and His Majesty Winster has no human friends except the human lover, so few distinguished guests will live here. The room of Lan Yan was specially cleaned up.

After His Majesty the King gave an order, Manager Meg immediately asked Brian to find a tutor.It is said that he is going to Pure White Castle, and all the teachers in the city who are free are willing to serve His Majesty. Winster is the true king of the blood clan who is truly loved among human beings.

Before noon, Brian went out and came back, bringing back the tutor whom Lan Yan had hired.A tall, thin and gentle woman, she will first teach Lan Yan how to read and write poems, and then there are other teachers who will teach him chess, music (of course this is not necessary), painting (this is not necessary), swimming (this is not necessary) It is true aristocratic education. Of course, many of Lan Yan can do it, and he can also ride a horse. In his previous life, he even domesticated a pony, which is specially in the back of one of the villas. A stable and a small racecourse were built on the clearing.

After all, Lan Yan has an adult soul, and a heart that really wants to learn to read and get rid of illiteracy, so he learns very quickly. The teacher assigned him the homework on the first day and asked him to finish it by tomorrow morning, but he I guess I don't have much time to write, because I have to paint for His Majesty the King at night. Yes, I'm dizzy after a day of school, and I have to do hard work at night.

The place where the painting was done was in Zhenwang's rich library, and Lan Yan was taken away by Walker after dinner.

Through the long corridor, the library is on the second floor of the main castle. Amber wooden bookshelves are everywhere on the walls, filled with all kinds of rare books. There is a very large room with a floor height of eight meters. Lan Yan did not see it There is a fireplace, but there is enough heating inside, Lan Yan guesses that there should be a heating device similar to floor heating.

The floor was covered with a beige wool carpet, and Winston was already sitting in the red velvet chair behind the large mahogany desk. His two attendants were there, and one of them, the familiar Toreado with blue eyes, was looking at him With a frenzied light, Lan Yan didn't know why, a little afraid of him and couldn't help but pounced on him and bit him.

The servant arranged the painter's paints and so on in front of the desk, and Winston, who was leaning on the chair, waved his finger and ordered, "Let's get started."

Lan Yan didn't say a word, the canvas was ready-made, and he didn't need to handle it himself. When mixing the paint, Jerome Fergus Torredo's scorching eyes made him really unbearable, and he raised his head and pointed at Torredo. Said, "May I let him go?"

The frenzy in Torredo's eyes disappeared immediately, revealing a slightly sad and shocked expression.

"Why?" Winston asked, propping his chin with one hand. The black-haired vampire looked very funny at him, and the silver-haired child was like a hamster trying to hide his uneasiness, but in fact Torredo was a Very gentle man, if he hadn't broken into his bedroom during the day that day.He just admired Lan Yan, and felt that he painted very well.

"I don't feel comfortable watching him. I definitely can't draw with him." Lan Yan said directly.

Winston raised his eyebrows and raised his chin towards Torredo: "Jerome, you go out."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Torredo's face was filled with disappointment, and the leaving back made Lan Yan think of a wronged curly sheep. Torredo did have curly hair, but it was light golden.

"Can we start?" Winston calmed down.

"Well, don't move around." Lan Yan said seriously.

The author has something to say:

pet?Don't slap your face, Winster.By the way, happy new year everyone, I hope everyone can realize their dreams in the new year.