Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Lan Yan slept until noon, woke up and had lunch, and was taken to the stable by the manor housekeeper, saying that he was going to see the horse that Winster had given him.

The sunny day in spring, the suitable temperature and the cool breeze make people feel very comfortable.

At this time, the vampires are daydreaming. After the hustle and bustle of the night, the tranquility at this time is the atmosphere that truly belongs to the countryside.

The stables are some distance from the manor mansion, and it takes a few minutes to walk. The gravel road spreads from one end of the mansion, and the two sides are covered with fluffy lush green grass, dazzling green.

Ai Lite was holding an umbrella. She was going to hold an umbrella for Lan Yan, but Lan Yan refused, because people here admire pale skin very much.He asked her to hold an umbrella by herself, but it would be disrespectful to the master if the servant opened the umbrella while the master was allowed to bask in the sun.So she took it in her hand.

Walker followed Lan Yan, and a group of people walked to the stables. They chatted as they walked. The housekeeper here also knew Lan Yan. belly, but the back is still straight.

Because there were horse races for three days, many horses were locked up in the stables. Although the servants in the stables cleaned the yard cleanly, the stench from the animals still existed.

They walked past several rows of red brick one-story houses, and went to a row of stables that were obviously better decorated.

It was a bay red horse with a beautiful body and strong muscles, long mane and tail, and slender horse legs that were soft and shiny black, majestic and docile.

"This newly grown Copperfield thoroughbred mare was selected by His Majesty last winter at Copperfield. She has good endurance and is good at long-distance races." Skoll Mosen said with a smile.

"Being good at long-distance running is usually not good at explosive power." Lan Yan stretched out his hand and touched the horse. He was wearing a gray-blue velvet suit with a silk shirt inside and a ribbon around the neckline. He was tall and slender. The face is handsome, although the contour lines of the face are gradually becoming clearer.

"The Alkmare is fast, but has a violent and sensitive personality. If you are not a professional rider, most people can't tame it. Your Majesty chose a docile Copperfield thoroughbred for your safety." Skoll said.

There were conversations at the end of the aisle, and several more people entered.The two leaders are short and fat, looking like twin brothers from a distance, followed by a slightly thin blond young man.

Lan Yan narrowed his eyes, he thought that person looked familiar.

"You know Johnny Rupert, the silk merchant, and Flower Oliver, the speculator?" Scholl asked.

Lan Yan shook her head. "I just thought the man behind them looked familiar."

"Oh, that's Tom Shelley, a well-known singer in the city. His Majesty used to invite him to sing at Eisenmeath."

"Oh." Lan Yan remembered. "Winster's human lover."

"Don't dare to say that." Scott laughed. "Your Majesty just asked him to sing a few times."

Lan Yan let out a laugh. Although Shelley hadn't appeared in White Castle in the past few years, when he first saw him at the banquet, the relationship between him and Winster was obviously more than Scott said. of.

While talking, the two groups of people have come together.

Lan Yan didn't know them and naturally didn't want to say hello to them. As for Shelley, just pretend that she didn't see them.

It was Flower Oliver who took the initiative to stop and took off his hat to salute him. "Master Lan Yan, long time no see." He smiled honestly, his eyes narrowed.

Lan Yan looked at his Mediterranean hairstyle, and then looked at his face, and remembered that he had seen this person before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. "Good afternoon, who are you?" Lan Yan asked.

"A few years ago, you, Your Majesty, and His Royal Highness Becky visited my auction at the Smyaka Auction House." Oliver said gesturing. "You were a child then."

Lan Yan opened his mouth, he remembered. "I don't remember very clearly." He said with a smile that he had no intention of chatting with this person.Catch Shelley's gaze staring at him, and glance at him too.

Shelley no longer had the aura of his youth, and looked very depressed, with sunken cheeks and dull eyes.

"What a beautiful Copperfield," said Johnny. "I'm afraid that in the entire stable, only His Majesty's Alkmare can match it."

"This horse was selected by someone sent by His Majesty, so it is naturally the best." Butler Scott said proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Oh? We're going to pick some horses to go out for a couple of laps, and this one looks good to me," said Johnny Rupert.

Oliver just stroked his beard and smiled quietly, while Shelley stared at Lan Yan jealously.

"I'm afraid it won't work, this horse is mine now." Lan Yan said.His tone was taken for granted, and his attitude seemed a little arrogant to others.

"Mr. Rupert, this horse was given to Master Lan Yan by His Majesty. The horses in this stable are exclusive to their owners. If you want to ride a horse, please go to another stable to choose." Kurt said.

Johnny was a little upset, and Oliver said quickly, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, Scott."

Lan Yan held the rein again and patted the horse. Shelley followed them away but looked back frequently. Lan Yan looked at him and ignored him.

On the way back, Walker said: "Johnny Rupert has been in the limelight for a few years."

"Yes, they all said that the eldest son would still thrive after his death. I heard that he wasn't sad at all," Scott said.

"I was there," Walker said.

"Oh?"

"When Your Majesty and Lan Yan hunted at night together, I followed and served them."

The venue and stands of the horse race last night have been demolished and turned into a polo venue. The vampires will play at night. They have excellent night vision and can still see even in the dark.

In the evening, the manor house became lively again. There were servants busy walking around in the corridors and yards.

Lan Yan was having dinner in the room when she heard the voices of Walker and Aliette saluting outside.

The setting sun was only glowing, and the depths of the room were dyed with candles, and the dark red glow passed through the window sill and sprinkled on Lan Yan's face.

Winston walked in. "Good evening," he said.

"Good evening." Lan Yan swallowed the food in her mouth, took a sip of soup, and glanced at him. "I saw Shelley today. Is he the one you prepared for me?"

"I didn't invite him here," Winster said.

"He doesn't seem to be doing well." Lan Yan said.

"Really?" Winster obviously didn't want to continue this topic. In fact, he wanted to turn the chapter a long time ago, but Lan Yan brought it up again.

"Why aren't you with him anymore?" Lan Yan asked.

"No reason, never together. You went to see the horses in the afternoon, did you like it?"

"Okay, can I ride it tonight's polo match?"

"No, there are no humans on the field tonight, and you will be injured if you go up." Winster sat down beside him. "I'll organize a polo match next time."

"Then you want to play?"

"I play two rounds."

After a while, the night fell completely, and the darkness enveloped the world gently like water.

Tall torches were erected around the arena, illuminating the entire meadow as if it were daytime.Tables and chairs are arranged on one side for those who can't play to watch and have fun.

After dinner, everyone in the mansion gathered around the arena.

When Winster played, Lan Yan sat alone. The field was too big, and human eyes were not so good. Fortunately, the ball was coated with fluorescent agent, otherwise he could only see those vampires riding on it. Horses run around.

Many people below are gambling, have already placed their bets, and are watching nervously.

A person suddenly appeared beside Lan Yan, it was Dennis David, and Walker and Ai Lite hurriedly saluted him.

"A lot of people are talking about you," Dennis said.

"Really? I didn't hear it." Lan Yan said indifferently.

"Why did His Majesty tie you up yesterday?"

"Qiqu, haven't you played it before?" Lan Yan glanced at him.

Dennis' cheeks were flushed, and he said irritablely: "What's so funny about tying your wrists? Besides, it's impossible for us vampires to do A with humans. Don't think I don't understand anything."

Elliot next to him blushed when she heard him say that.

Lan Yan smiled, but the young vampire in front of him really didn't seem to understand. Although he was more than 100 years old, he might still be a young chicken. After all, it is very difficult to arouse the enthusiasm of the vampire. What's more, since the ban was issued, they can no longer kill wantonly, and most of their enthusiasm needs to be stimulated by killing and blood to ignite.

"Except." Lan Yan raised her eyebrows. "There are so many other fun things to do besides doing that kind of thing."

"I thought you were a rude but pure person, but I didn't expect you to be so dirty inside! How old are you, and you can seduce men like that!" Dennis roared angrily, causing many people to look in their direction.

Lan Yan: "..."

I don't know why this person suddenly rushed out and was so angry.

"Master Earl, please pay attention to your words, you are insulting my master." Walker said coldly.

Lan Yan raised her hand, signaling for Walker to stop talking.

"It's none of your business, you insist on coming to me." Lan Yan shrugged her shoulders.

"You!" Dennis grabbed Lan Yan's clothes and lifted him up.

Jyoti David was also attracted by the sound just now. She turned her head and saw that her brother had disappeared again. She suddenly appeared next to Dennis, stopped the imminent atrocities, and reprimanded sharply: "Dennis, what are you doing? Hurry up and tell me!" Master Lan Yan apologizes!"

"What? I apologize to him?"

"Yes!" Jyoti shouted, and she caught a glimpse of Winston who had left the game and was walking towards this side.

"Go ahead with your daydreams, Jody! Leave me alone!" Dennis pushed her away angrily.

Lan Yan straightened his clothes and stood up. Although he was a human being, standing in the center of the vampire's aura seemed to overwhelm them.

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Maomao sighs.jpg My chicken blood has disappeared for a long time, otherwise I would have beaten it.