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When Edward heard this, his eyes were filled with seriousness, and he said, "Is there really no other way?"

"No."

There was an eerie dead silence in the room.

Sunlight came in from the large French windows. Edward knew that Lance hated gloomy and dark environments, so the bedroom was decorated very brightly. On the bed, Lance suddenly groaned.

Edward strode over, held Lance's hand, and asked softly, "Lance?"

Lance's eyelashes trembled, but he never opened his eyes.

Edward stared fixedly at Lance's face for a long while before saying hoarsely, "Wait a little longer." He was unwilling to turn Lance into a vampire under such circumstances.

Yarman picked up the medicine box and was about to leave, "Well, let me know when you figure it out."

That night, Edward had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he became a fairy above the nine heavens, standing on the small pavilion in the center of the lotus pond, looking down at the rippling water in the pool. The career of the emperor in the past, the change of dynasties, is just fleeting in this pool of water.

His name was Rong Yan in the dream.

Time flies, spring goes and autumn comes, he always stands in the small pavilion, sometimes playing chess by himself, sometimes tasting wine by himself, but more often, he just looks at the water in the pond.

Edward vaguely felt that this person was his previous life, but what he had been looking at, the scene in the pool was nothing more than that, without any characteristics, and he had also heard that there were gods in the far east, almost the same as They are the same as the blood race, they will never age or die, so the life is so boring?

Just like this repeated day after day, boundless loneliness and loneliness hit, and when the dream was finally shattered, even though Edward was determined, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

In the dark coffin, a pair of sharp eyes suddenly opened, and a light golden light could still be vaguely seen in the pupils. Edward pushed the sliding cover and walked out of the coffin.

The sound of footsteps was particularly noticeable in the silent night. Edward went upstairs to see Lance.

The butler quietly appeared and knelt on the ground, "Your Highness, you are finally awake."

Edward was taken aback, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" As soon as the words came out, his voice became a little hoarse.

Steward: "Three years."

It is normal for the blood clan to fall asleep, but His Royal Highness did not arrange to explain anything this time, and just fell asleep like this.

The day before, he was still worried about that little hunter. It was impossible for him to just sleep like this. The housekeeper really worried about it in the past three years. Even if he was in the blood clan, he was old enough, with a few strands on his temples. white hair.

"Thanks to you."

"It's good that you wake up."

The two remained silent for a while, and Edward suddenly asked, "Is Lance awake?"

The butler lowered his head, "No."

"I'll go and see him." After saying that, Edward walked straight towards the bedroom, and the butler followed him step by step.

Opening the door, the furnishings here seem to be the same as three years ago, unchanged at all. Edward walked to the bed. At this time, the boy was already very thin, with almost no flesh on his wrists. The rosiness on his cheeks had completely disappeared. There was a pale and weak air, if it wasn't for the invisible ups and downs of breathing, Edward would have almost thought that the person lying in front of him was a dead person...

"What's going on?" Edward turned around and asked.

The housekeeper said cautiously, "Master Lance hasn't woken up and can't eat. I can only find Dr. Alman and give him a nutrient solution, so that he can barely survive until now."

"Call Arman over here."

"Yes."

After three years, looking at Lance's still sleepy face, Edward finally made a decision.

As expected, Alman kept the promise and came here on time.

There was some regret in his tone, "You actually woke up. A lot of things have happened in the past three years."

Edward also wanted to know what little tricks those dukes who were not very law-abiding would do, but he didn't have the energy to take care of them now, so let them go.

He asked, "See how Lance is doing now?"

Yarman has been coming here almost every month for the past three years. He knows Lance's physical condition very well, so he just glanced at it and said, "It's still the same." After a pause, he continued, " If you don't wake up again, he probably won't live long."

Edward: "I want to give him a first hug."

Alman looked at Edward in disbelief, "Are you crazy?"

The meaning of being in the blood family is very sacred. A first-generation vampire can turn many people into vampires. As long as they stab their fangs in their necks and control the poison into their blood vessels, they can successfully harvest a slave.

But the first embrace is their behavior towards their partners. A vampire with a higher bloodline purity will have the same bloodline rights as him after the first embrace.