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why?

Noseel didn't think about why.

His obsession with the throne of the blood king is far greater than his desire.

Since he was very young, because he was the youngest and least favored child in the royal family, his mother always scolded him for "not living up to expectations" while shedding tears. While using him as a punching bag, she demanded more and more from him. Harsh.

Noseel couldn't play with his peers. Throughout his childhood, he was either locked in a small dark room to study or thrown into the junior Colosseum by his mother for cruel training. Bloodstained fell asleep.

Because of his slightly feminine appearance, he has been isolated by the people around him since he was a child, so his personality has naturally become more gloomy and withdrawn.

From the concepts constantly instilled by her mother, Noseel gradually understands a truth, if she wants to survive in this world and protect the people she wants to protect, she must become strong; To survive in the blood royal family, without the natural advantage of blood, he must work harder than others.

So he didn't cry when his schoolbag was thrown into the toilet by other vampires; he didn't cry when he was bullied by other vampires in the royal family...but

But when Nicholas Xie handed over a candy, she timidly shed tears.

It was Halloween that day, and that was the first time that Nosiel met the legendary His Excellency the Prince.

He was so tall and handsome, his ice-blue eyes looked down at Noseel, as if there was a wave of gentle lake water lying inside, he was not as serious and indifferent as the outside world said.

In his palm lay an unremarkable candy, the packaging was ordinary and common, it looked as if he picked it up from a banquet on a whim.

But no one knew that it was the first time that Nosiel received kindness from others.

"Thank you...thank you..." Little Nosel took the candy with trepidation, a trace of joyful nervousness flashed across his fair face,

Then carefully put the candy into the pocket.

"My name is Nicholas Xie, and I will be your 'guide' from now on." The man's voice was calm, but it sounded so sweet to little Noseel that it stirred up a wave in his heart. Ripples in circles.

Guides are the life mentors of blood royal heirs after they reach the age of one hundred, similar to the "elders" in ancient Greek men/relationships, they will accompany the young heirs through a long period of time.

Since then, there seems to be a ray of light shining into the gloomy life of little North El.

His Excellency the Prince is very busy, and there are many official duties to be dealt with every day, but he still spares no time to accompany little Noseel, teaching him to read, teach him to play the piano, teach him to fight...even on his birthday Time to give him a gift.

Noseel was bullied at school, and His Excellency the Prince personally came forward to solve it for him; Noseel was besieged by other royal family blood, and His Excellency the Prince punished the group of children to face the wall and think about their mistakes.

Ever since he was a child, no one has ever told Northell what warmth is, but from His Excellency the Prince, he felt a warmth that he had never felt before.

And the feeling of being held in the palm of your hand.

He was so addicted to this warmth that it took his mother to slap him back to reality just as the transposition ceremony was about to take place.

"Nicholas? How long will Xie Neng protect you?" The woman's eyes were red, and she stared fiercely at Noseel, "In his eyes, you are just a beggar who gives alms, and the cats and dogs he raises Dog is no different, do you really think that he will cherish you for the rest of his life?"

"Don't be naive! He is the third generation of vampires, and he has the important task of continuing the bloodline. When you grow up and he has his own child, what are you, Nosel?"

Noseel was stunned by that slap, and her mother's words were still ringing in her ears...

When he has a child of his own...

What can you Nosel count...

He never thought before that one day he would grow up, and Xie would have his own family, and they would no longer be unique in each other's lives.

He is no longer the special treatment of His Excellency the Prince.

Since then, Noseel has secretly made a decision in his heart.

Paranoid thoughts took root in his mind, he began to reduce the number of meetings with Nicholas Xie, and secretly carried out his own plan.

The heirs of the royal family in the palace began to be exposed to scandals one after another. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer candidates, it became more and more difficult to deal with. Nosel knew that he should take some risks.

On the day when the plan was discovered by Nicholas Xie, Noseel had just finished an exhausting fight.

He returned to the room exhausted with blood all over his body, only to see a familiar figure standing beside the bed.

"Thank you..." Noseel's pale lips trembled, and he took two steps back, trying to cover up the strong smell of blood on his body.

But he forgot how sensitive vampires are, they have an almost instinctive intuition for the aroma of blood.

"Come here." His Excellency the Prince's voice was unprecedentedly serious, and when that handsome face was not smiling, there was a sense of solemnity without anger.

Noseel felt that he was angry.

"Don't make me say it a second time," Nicholas Xie's voice became colder, and the ice-blue eyes were cold, "Come here."

Noseel squeezed something sticky in his palm, moved it slowly, and looked at him in a panic: "Thank you...you listen to me

release……"

"Did you do those things?" Nicola Xie interrupted him impatiently.

Northel paused: "Yes..."

"Stretch out your hand." The man had no expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to have seen through everything.

"No..." Noseel shook his head and said stubbornly, "Thank you, I can't give you this."

Hidden in his palm is a diamond representing the right of inheritance.

But the blood-stained diamond was not his.

"I know what you want to do." Nicholas Xie looked at him quietly, and then said something that surprised Nosielle, "I can

help you. "

"You... want to help me?" Nuo Sier's pupils trembled instantly.

As the least competitive candidate, His Excellency the Prince said that he would help him?

"The premise is that you don't use those shady methods again." Nicholas Xie said this bluntly and harshly. Noseel froze for a moment, and a sour annoyance welled up in his heart.

He rarely talked back to His Excellency the Prince: "If I don't use these shady tricks, then I won't even get a ticket to run for the throne."

To. "

Speaking of this, Noseel's eyes turned slightly red, like a child who couldn't get candy, and was extremely pitiful: "I can't compare to them in anything, because the blood is low, no matter how hard I try, it will always get twice the result with half the effort."

In the silence, Nicholas Xie seemed to sigh slightly.

He held Noseel's shoulder, and gently embraced him in his arms: "I said, I will help you..."

"If you want noble blood, then I will give you noble blood."

Noseel suspected that he had an auditory hallucination, and he stuttered and raised his head and asked him, "What is...give me noble blood?"

Nicholas Xie was silent for a while before speaking: "Have you heard of the Blood Pact?"

Then things got out of hand.

After the successful conclusion of the blood contract, Noseel obtained the purest blood belonging to the third generation of vampires, as well as the profound energy from Nicholas Xie. He almost easily eliminated all potential competitors.There are only two people left in the royal family who have the right to inherit, Nosel and Prince Nicholas Xie.

Everyone felt that this was an unsuspecting ending, until the news came from the palace that Nicholas Xie chose to sleep on his own.

In the end, even the council of elders had no choice but to choose Noseel to inherit the throne in the multiple-choice question.

Noseel's memory of before he inherited the throne was very vague.

Before he succeeded to the throne, he was subjected to a large-scale assassination operation, most of which were the aides of the candidates he solved. Because he was unprepared, Nosel was almost one against one hundred.

He forgot how he made it all the way to His Excellency's castle. He only remembered that Nicholas Xie leaned down and kissed his forehead before he completely passed out.

When he woke up again, he heard the news that His Excellency the Prince had chosen to sleep. Noseel was depressed for a long time because of this, and couldn't figure out why Nicholas Xie had to fulfill his promise in such a way.

The 200-year slumber seemed like a lesson to Noseel's wayward behavior.

But it was only after 200 years that Noseel knew that His Excellency the Prince did not fall asleep voluntarily, but had to.

Because Nicholas transferred Noseel's injury to himself through the blood contract, so that the energy in his body decayed rapidly, and he could only heal the injury through "sleep".

Noseel withdrew from the memories, looked at Xie Nan's cold and indifferent expression in front of him, only felt that the clamoring emotions in his heart became more and more turbulent

He closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Because only if I become the king of the blood clan, can I have enough ability and power to prevent you from leaving my side."

"But I just realized now that even though I am the king of the blood race, I still can't keep you." Nosel's purple-gold eyes were filled with sadness, "You seem to have completely lost your life a long time ago. Let go of my hand."

"You want too many things." Looking at his confused and disappointed face, Xie Nan said calmly, "God is fair to everyone."

"What you don't cherish, he will take away from you bit by bit...whether it's a person or a thing."

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