Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

"Go back." Winster brushed past him.

Mir froze in place, his smile disappeared. The person who was fine just now suddenly changed his face. As the person who stayed with Winster the longest, he thought he understood his temperament very well.

Winster has always had the title of King Ni, which is naturally a good name, which comes from his gentle and polite, humble and restrained character. Although he holds the highest power, he never abuses it or plays with it. He always wins with ease Handle all the complicated government affairs in a timely manner, resolve the conflicts between the clans and keep the peace going.

He seldom lost control, always with grace, even when angry, even when...

But just now, when he passed by Mir, Mir inexplicably sensed a trace of dejection and embarrassment from His Majesty the True King, which did not match elegance.

"Yes." Mill watched the door of Winster's bedroom close in front of him, puzzled in his heart, and his eyes became sharp.

After breakfast, the maid Elliott Smith came to Lan Yan's room with his suitcase to pack his luggage, because the Marseille was held in the Yocana Manor and would be held for three days.

"I'm not going, there's no need to clean up." Lan Yan sat by the window reading a book, while the little white dog dozed off on the carpet under his feet.There was a vase on the small round table beside it, which contained yellow and white roses that had just been picked from the garden in the morning.

"Why? Weren't you very happy when Brian told you last night?" Aliette asked puzzled.

"I don't want to go, it's boring." Lan Yan said.

"Then..." Ai Lite was a little embarrassed, she didn't know why Lan Yan suddenly changed his mind, obviously last night when he heard the news, he showed a strong desire to go.

If they wanted to go, they would set off this evening, and she needed to pack up all the clothes and accessories that Lan Yan had worn in the past three days during the morning.

"Don't worry, I will explain the situation to Brian myself when he comes back at noon." Lan Yan said. "Of course, if you want to go, I can also tell him, and he will transfer you there."

"No, no, master Lan Yan, I am your personal maid, of course I am by your side." Ai Lite said.

"Go out." Lan Yan said.

Ai Lite saw that he was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to say anything more, she carried the suitcase and left the room and closed the door.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Winston.

Lan Yan was so angry that he didn't eat breakfast, didn't read a single word in the book, and the pages were crumpled by him.

At noon, after Brian came back, Lan Yan told him that he was not going to work, but Brian was puzzled, but he didn't ask him directly, but asked Walker Carter.

When His Majesty the King entered, Walker was standing outside the door. Although he didn't know what happened inside, he heard His Majesty's angry voice, and it was His Majesty who forbade Lan Yan to go.

It's just that if His Majesty forbids him to do anything, he will definitely turn against him, but this time he really refused to go.Why is this?He has a deep understanding of how unruly Lan Yan is over the years.

After lunch, Lan Yan walked around the square a few times. His face was hot from the sun. Every time he walked, he would stop and stare at Winster's bedroom on the third floor of the main castle. There were three people there. The large windows were all drawn with heavy red curtains, making it impossible to peep into the room.

Walker followed behind him, looking a little frightened. This man was only trained in the morning, so don't come up with any bad ideas.He must take good care of him. It's not unusual at the moment, and His Royal Highnesses from other clans also live here.

Fortunately, he went back after walking a few laps, but Walker was still worried and guarded him for a moment.

"What is Sally doing now?" Lan Yan asked.

"It should be at..."

"Forget it, I'll go find him myself."

Lan Yan went directly to the servant's room, but Sally was not in his room.

"Let me take you to find him. He should be learning to mend and iron at this time." Walker took him to a storage room dedicated to storing surplus servant uniforms. Large wooden table, wardrobe and drying rack in the corner.

At this time, only Sally and a slightly older manservant were inside, and Sally was seriously learning to sew a button.It turns out that they still have to do these things, which Lan Yan didn't expect.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the two raised their heads. Seeing that it was Lan Yan, Sally stood up happily, and the male servant beside him also stood up.

"Blue smoke."

"How are you learning?" Lan Yan said, he couldn't understand that Sally would like to do this kind of job of serving people, but it was Sally's own choice.

"Look." Sally handed the clothes she had sewed to Lan Yan to see. Lan Yan didn't see any tricks, so she glanced at it and then ignored it.

"Oh, then you should study hard, I just came to see you." Lan Yan said with interest.

"Did something happen? You don't seem happy." Sally asked.

"Nothing? It's just boring. If you have time, come and chat with me."

"Okay." Sally said with a smile, he was studying very hard, and hoped that he could go to work one day earlier, so that he could stay with Lan Yan again.

Back in the room, Lan Yan said to Walker, "Go and get some wine."

"Well, what would you like to drink?" Walker asked.

"Anything is fine." Lan Yan said.

Walker told Ai Lite to go to the wine cellar and pour out a jug of rose wine. This pale pink spirit was Brian's favorite.

Lan Yan directly got himself half drunk, and fell asleep until evening.

The setting sun had sunk into the horizon, only Yu Hong illuminated half of the sky, people were buzzing outside the window, cars and horses neighed, they were all ready and about to set off.

Winston put on his coat under the service of the servants, and casually asked Meg next to him, "What did he do today? Are you ready to go now?"

"Master Lanyan has been reading in his room in the morning, took a walk after lunch, then went to find his friends, drank some wine in the afternoon, and then fell asleep. He just woke up half an hour ago." Meg said . "He stopped the maid from packing his luggage for him, so he probably didn't intend to go."

"I see, you go out." Winster said.

The servant took out the round ruby ​​ring from the velvet box, Winston took it and put it on his left middle finger.

Fuli was preparing dinner, and was a little surprised when she saw the blue smoke. Most of the servants here will follow the master to serve in the manor, so she will be much more relaxed these days.

"Why are you still here? Where is Ai Lite? Hasn't she packed your things for you yet?" Fu Li asked, Lan Yan was the child she watched grow up, and she could see that he was very disappointed now.

"No, it's not because of her, it's because I don't want to go." Lan Yan slumped down on the chair beside her.

"Why don't you go? Don't you like horse racing very much?"

"I don't really like it anymore." It's just that there are no racing cars in this world.

"Why?" asked the cook.

"No reason." Lan Yan said.

"There must be a reason, who made you unhappy? Oh oh, Your Majesty, good evening Your Majesty." Fuli, who was busy on the stove, caught a glimpse of Winster and Meg standing straight at the door, and quickly put down the things in her hands. Something saluted him, and the other servants also hurriedly squatted down to salute when they heard her words.

Lan Yan turned around, and Winster asked, "Why don't you go?"

Lan Yan frowned and said, "Didn't you tell me not to go?"

The cook gasped in shock.

Meg secretly beckoned Aliette to go upstairs and pack his things.

"Oh, how is this possible? His Majesty has specially prepared a fine Copperfield thoroughbred horse for you. Why would he not let you go, Master Lanyan?" Meg said with a smile.

Lan Yan snorted coldly: "Go if you let me go, if you don't let me go, I won't go, and now you want me to go, then you might as well tie me up."

"Forget it," Winston said.

He disappeared as soon as he said that, leaving behind the old Meg who was unpredictable about his master's intentions. He felt that His Majesty wanted Lan Yan to go, otherwise he would not have come to this noisy courtyard on purpose, even though they might have some small talk in the morning. Quarreling, but haven't there often been some trivial conflicts between them in the past few years?

The key point is that when Lan Yan was around, His Majesty was happier than at other times, and it was this that made the stubborn old Meg willing to be a peacemaker.After all, His Majesty was really tired during this time, he needed to relax, since Lan Yan could do it.

"Master Lan Yan, there are too many people here, let's go to your room and have a chat." Meg said.

"No need, Winster really didn't let me go." Lan Yan said.

Walker on the side showed a clear expression, so that's the case, he thought that Lan Yan's personality had changed after he came back this time, he didn't expect that His Majesty wanted him to go, so he didn't want to go.

Others could see clearly and think more, but Lan Yan didn't have that much thought to analyze these things, he ignored Meg's urging, and only told Fu Li that he was hungry.Fuli immediately urged the maids under her, and she also accelerated the speed.

Meg found it impossible to change his mind, and went away too.

The night fell completely, and Eisenmeath Castle, which was still jubilant all night last night, was as quiet as water at this time, and the bustle suddenly left, as if even the air had become cold and quiet.

Lan Yan slept all afternoon, and she couldn't sleep at night, so she sat in front of the desk in a daze.Walker brought the drawing board and asked Lan Yan to teach him how to draw.

Lan Yan was not in the mood to teach him how to draw, but instead took his drawing board and drew a picture by herself.

"This is?" Walker looked at the painting. It was a sketch. It was a strange irregular cuboid. It looked like a car, because it had wheels, but there was no horse in front.

"What kind of carriage is this?" Walker asked.

"It's not a carriage, I just drew it for fun." Lan Yan tore off the page and threw it out of the door.

The ball of paper rolled and rolled on the black and white floor, rolled and rolled, and rolled to a person's feet.