kiss the night

"Death and rebirth in the night." Alex pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully observed the boy on the bed. Even though he is a highly qualified doctor, he dared to say that there should be no such thing in the whole continent. There are vampire doctors who are more experienced than him... Even so, he is not sure about Yan Zhao's situation, especially when facing the lower and lower air pressure around His Royal Highness beside him, he almost breaks out in a cold sweat.

"His breathing has stopped for almost 5 minutes." Laurentine's tone was obviously irritated, "It shouldn't be, the general differentiation of newborns has ended at this time."

"Uh... Maybe it's because of the lack of blood from relatives. I have read medical records that some newborns who have been differentiated for a long time shortened the time of differentiation after drinking the blood of relatives." Alex hesitated. "Maybe we should give him some energy, Your Highness, with all due respect, but the blood slave in your castle may..."

"Maybe, maybe!" Laurentine got angry, he grabbed Alex by the lapel, and lifted him up with one hand, "You're so old that you're out of your mind, Alex! The blood of your relatives can't be completely guaranteed Is it possible for ordinary human beings to awaken newborns?"

The suppression between the bloodlines is absolute. Alex trembled unconsciously in this situation. Only his inertial reason allowed him to continue the conversation with Laurentine: "The relatives can't be found, Your Highness, the only way is to use The blood of others of the same kind present is used to replace it... Newborn differentiation requires energy." It's just that vampires are generally not willing to share their own blood with others, so usually only relatives are willing to donate blood at this time.

"I can." Alex rolled up his sleeves without hesitation, with an awe-inspiring look, "It's just a loss of some power, then sacrifice me, an old mixed-blood, as long as I can help a noble pure-blood newborn .” He opened his eyes and peeked at Laurentine’s expression.

After practicing medicine for so many years, Alex has long been more cunning than the loach in the pond. Of course he is aware of Yan Zhao's unusual position in Laurentine's heart. Fingers could also figure it out, it was absolutely impossible for Laurentine to allow him to get involved with such an oriental pureblood as a half-blood.

After all, the same kind of blood that newborns drink during transformation can have extraordinary significance, similar to the first embrace experienced by mixed blood vampires, and since then an extraordinary intimacy has been established between the provider and the recipient.The only difference is that the transformation of pure blood vampires is optional. If the transformation goes well, they can also not use the same kind of blood.

The problem is that the person lying on the bed is obviously not going well. Maybe he will fail to transform, or he may fall into a long sleep... There are too many uncertainties, and Alex can't say for sure.

The cunning doctor stretched out his arm and was about to reach Yan Zhao's mouth.

As he expected, just before meeting Yan Zhao, Laurentine slapped his arm away with a slap: "Get lost!" He cursed angrily.

Alex withdrew his arm embarrassingly: "Then I'll ask Gilbert to come in." This was one of the few pure-blooded vampires in the castle.

"Get out, no one needs to call."

A look of surprise flashed across Alex's face. However, adhering to the principle of "obedience", he left the room as Laurentine said. After all, no one wants to anger a vampire prince who is in a rage .

The room became quiet again.

Yan Zhao maintained the posture just now, lying motionless on the soft bed, the sheets under his body were covered with mottled blood, and now it has become dry - he is very quiet, with a pale face and powerless hands hanging beside him , making him look like a real dead man, an exquisite puppet worthy of soaking in formalin.

Laurentine stood at the head of his bed, his eyes moved from his jet-black messy hair to his slender ankles...Suddenly, he strangled Yan Zhao's neck fiercely, with a pair of white fangs protruding from his mouth Out, Laurentine's blood-colored eyes fixed on Yan Zhao.

The prince felt anxious for a long time, and this strange emotion almost made him lose his mind, and he wanted to use the most crude and primitive method to solve it.

He can pinch Yan Zhao's fragile neck, so as to kill any emotions that shouldn't appear in his infancy; but he can also choose to follow his heart and give his precious blood to this poor new student... Even if they There was an unpleasant quarrel.

But he is still a child, forgive him.

Laurenting's hand on Yan Zhao's neck loosened, and in the end, he chose to follow his heart.

The sharp dagger cut through Laurenting's wrist, and the severed wrist was handed over Yan Zhao's lips. The bright red blood slowly flowed out from the blood vessel, drop by drop, staining Yan Zhao's colorless lips. The beautiful and full lips turned bright red, looking extremely seductive in the dim candlelight of the room.

The prince's blood flowed into Yan Zhao's lips, and the huge power contained in it also entered his body along with the blood, and on the finger of Laurentine's left hand, the sapphire ring gleamed in the dark.

It didn't take long before the boy under him started to move.

A soft hum leaked from Yan Zhao's slightly parted lips, and he unconsciously licked his lips, sucking more blood into his mouth.

Seeing him wake up, Laurentine was about to pull his wrist back, but at this moment, the new student on the bed sat up at an extremely fast speed, opened a pair of blood-red eyes, and grabbed Laurentine's wrist, Like a little beast that has been hungry for the whole winter, without the slightest hesitation, it hugs and sucks.

The underdeveloped fangs tentatively pierced the skin of the prince.

Laurentine let out a low growl from his throat. He had never personally participated in the transformation of a freshman before, nor did he expect that the freshman on the bed who looked so fragile to death could have such great strength—he was captured by Yan Zhao Dragged to the bed, in a very embarrassed posture.

Yan Zhao's consciousness is not clear, he only knows that the blood is what can keep him alive, he instinctively hugged and didn't let go, even squeezed his whole body into Laurentine's arms, a voice came from him With sobs in his mouth, Laurentine clearly heard the pronunciation of the two words "mama".

Calling for mother seems to be common in languages ​​of all ethnic groups. When Laurentine heard Yan Zhao's whisper, she paused for a moment unconsciously.

However, it was because of his pause that Yan Zhao intensified and bit his wrist.

"Stop!" When did His Royal Highness have such an encounter, after he realized it, he pinched Yan Zhao by the back of the neck and pulled him out of his arms, "You little bastard who doesn't know how to be satisfied!"

The moment Yan Zhao was pushed away by him, he fell on the bed without any self-control, his hand was still on the hem of Laurenting's clothes, and he said in a daze, "Don't go, don't leave me alone."

"I am starving……"

Accompanied by the boy's murmur in mixed Chinese and English, Yan Zhao fell into a deep sleep again. The differentiation consumed too much energy, and he also needed time to digest the first "dinner" after the complete differentiation.

His Royal Highness watched Yan Zhao fall back on the pillow, the child slept soundly as if nothing had happened, but his hair was messed up and his clothes were disheveled because of this chaotic night... Damn it !Satan is right. From the moment he dedicated himself to the night, he shouldn't have any saintly thoughts!Should have left this troublesome boy to starve himself, and watch him be played in the hands of selfish humans and stupid half-bloods!

The wound on Laurentine's wrist is already healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but this cannot make up for the "psychological trauma" of being bitten by a newborn. Laurentine jumped off the bed and angrily waved his fist in the air.

However, before he left, he carried Yan Zhao out of the room—the bed in the guest room had already become dirty and messy, and it was stained with stale blood, all of which were not good for a newborn vampire .

He also had to find another place to sleep for the troublesome kid.