Children Raised by Vampires [Western Fantasy]

Lan Yan wanted to leave directly, but Minian grabbed him and signaled him with her eyes to wait for them to finish their meal before leaving.

"That's right, it suits my taste." Meg ate one bite at a time, full of praise.

But none of the dumplings in front of Winston moved, and he didn't even bother to take a look at them. Compared to his aesthetic standards, these dumplings were really hard to eat.Or maybe, it's like his attitude towards Lan Yan, conniving but not intimate, he has always been able to handle this kind of boundary very well.

Even though Fuli added fresh jam, mayonnaise, honey, cream, cumin, pepper and other dipping ingredients to him later, the plate of dumplings was still complete and cold.

In fact, the atmosphere between them was very depressing, because after Lan Yan said that sentence, they never spoke again. Perhaps, it was just Lan Yan's depression alone, and the black-haired vampire was still at ease. , he has been looking at Lan Yan, observing him.

Lan Yan lowered her head and stood beside Minian, like a child who was punished to stand.

Well, he would have been a kid now.

"Ah, that's nice." Meg wiped her mouth with a napkin and smiled. "Brian, how about some more of your rose wine?"

"Okay, my lord, I am very happy." Brian happily poured some from his hip flask into a small wooden cup, and handed it to Meg.

The footsteps of the wolf dog came from the yard, and the little white dog who had wandered around outside came back. It ran into the forest, covered with green pine needles, and held a fluffy dog ​​in its mouth. Things, ran into the kitchen, went straight to Lanyan, stopped the car abruptly after seeing the vampire, let out a whining sound, looked at the little master flatteringly with black eyes, and wagged his tail.

"Oh, that's a fine dog, look, he caught a rabbit," Furley cried.

"It already has the blood of the Skayan Hound, and it is its nature to hunt." Brian walked over, patted the little white dog's head affectionately, and took out the dog that had been killed from its blood-stained mouth. It killed the rabbit. "Yes, the rabbit is quite fat. I reckon it weighs five or six pounds."

"It's summer, and food is plentiful, and the wild things are at their fattest. These stupid things can bump you into your knees if you dare go into the woods." Meg sipped the rose wine.

"That's right," Brian said.

"Enough for a meal," Walker said.

Lan Yan walked up to the little white dog and touched it. After rejecting its intimate licking, she gently pulled its ear and walked out, saying, "I'll take it to wash."

"Going to the well? I'll fetch water for you." Minian chased after her, holding up her skirt.

Winster stood up, and Meg immediately put down the unfinished wine glass and stood up, and the master and servant left together.

It has officially entered midsummer, and the weather is getting hotter. The green plants and flowers inside and outside Eisenmeath Castle are very lush. In the morning, Lan Yan will take the little white dog to the rose garden or the gravel path by the forest for a run. Practice the sword with the swordsmanship teacher, go back to the room to take a nap in the afternoon, go to the vampire's library to read at night, or pester Fuli who is free to make her cook some dark dishes she thinks.

Everything was peaceful, everything was leisurely, and neither he nor the vampire bothered each other anymore.

There is an exquisite wall lamp every short distance on the wall of the corridor, the candlelight dances gently in the glass lampshade, and some exquisite landscape murals are hung during the period.Lan Yan walked towards the library as usual, and before she reached the door, she heard the melodious sound of the piano coming from inside.The little piano by the windowsill was played.

He pushed open the door and walked in, only to see a young woman in a green skirt with a slender body but a bulging stomach sitting on a low stool at the piano, playing his unknown soft tune obsessively.

Winster was only wearing a white silk shirt with a golden family emblem embroidered on the chest and black linen trousers. His long black hair was tied casually behind his head, and a tall foot filled with scarlet liquid was held between his slender fingers. Cup, leaning on the desk, crossed long legs, closed eyes and listened.

Lan Yan guessed that the piano was left by Winster's mother before. He had never seen it opened. Who is this woman?he wondered.

At the end of the song, Winston opened his eyes, the woman turned around, and Lan Yan found that she was very haggard. Although her facial features were beautiful, her cheeks were almost sunken, and she was not at all as bloated as the pregnant women he had seen before. obesity.It was as if the child in her stomach had absorbed all her energy.

Her gaze was very gentle, her skin was as pale as all vampires, she had flaxen long curly hair and amber eyes. After seeing the blue smoke, she covered her mouth in surprise and asked Winster, "Who is this?" That kid."

Winston nodded.

Lan Yan stopped standing and climbed up the wooden stairs, ready to put the book in her arms back.

"Be careful, I'll help you." The woman came to him at some point, and gently put the book from his hand into the bookshelf.

"Thank you." Lan Yan whispered.

"Come down, children can't climb so high." She held Lan Yan's hand, and there was a nice scent on her body, so faint that she could hardly smell it.

Lan Yan knew that this woman was also a vampire, but the strange thing was that he didn't feel very disgusted or resistant towards her.

"Do you have a name?" The woman asked cautiously, her amber eyes were almost fixed on Lan Yan, with a bit of incredible innocence.

"Blue Yan." Lan Yan climbed down the stairs, her cheeks flushed for some reason. "My name is Lan, and my name is Yan."

"I thought that was your name." The black-haired vampire took a sip of the scarlet liquid, and his crimson lips became even more alluring.

"I have a surname and a first name, just like you." Lan Yan restrained, he didn't want to be too rude.

"But why is your surname at the beginning? Aren't you from Kembat?" the woman asked curiously.

"I'm used to this." Lan Yan looked at her stomach. "You are..."

The woman smiled so much that her eyes curled up, and she put the hand that grabbed Lan Yan on her stomach. "It's been nine months."

"Becky." Winster frowned, he was worried that Lan Yan would attack her.

"It's okay." Becky said gently, her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

Lan Yan opened her mouth in surprise, and the little baby kicked his palm through the thin warm belly. "He's moving! Is he about to be born?" he yelled.

"Not yet, it's only nine months now, and it takes thirteen months for a blood baby to be born." Becky said happily.

Lan Yan put her other hand on it, and looked at Becky excitedly, her silver eyes seem to be shining. "He kept kicking me."

Becky tilted her head. "He's always been lively."

The silver-haired kid didn't attack Becky, just like a real toddler who didn't understand anything, with only curiosity and a warm smile in his eyes.The harmony between the two surprised Winster. After all, Lan Yan was always full of defense and hatred towards them, although he seldom showed it now.

"What are you looking for here? It's late now," asked Becky.

"Look for some characters' travel notes." Lan Yan said, he read them as storybooks, which not only recorded local characteristics, but even recorded the private history of local gentry. Of course, it also helped him understand this continent better.The library of His Majesty the True King was used by him as a library, and he borrowed a few books a day, and a few books a day.

"It seems that you already know a lot of words."

"Fortunately, reading is no problem."

After taking the book, Becky sent him to the small courtyard. Minian, who was waiting at the gate of the courtyard, saw her and hurriedly saluted. Lan Yan heard her call her Highness.

After Becky left, Lan Yan asked Minian, "Who is she?"

"His Royal Highness Becky is the queen of the former Prince Bruch." Minian helped Lan Yan lift up her wet long hair and wrapped it in cotton cloth.The bathroom they are in is shared by the servants. There are bathtubs and wooden barrels, but most of the servants just wipe it casually and don't spend too much time taking a bath.

"That dead vampire? What about the child in her stomach?" Lan Yan asked.

"A posthumous child." Minian helped Lan Yan wipe off the water droplets on her body, and then changed into a clean and soft white nightgown. "When the new prince was crowned last time, His Majesty announced the child's identity in public."

"Did she come last time?"

"Yeah, but they have been recuperating in the room. Some people say that their mother and son seem to be persecuted by someone. That's why His Majesty brought her here again, because he was good friends with her husband, the previous prince." Minnie Ann said. "You seem to like her very much."

"Well, I can't hate her." Lan Yan said.

"That's right, Her Royal Highness Becky has always been gentle and kind."

"I don't know the reason. Maybe it's because she's pregnant. I don't want to be too harsh on a pregnant woman. Besides, she looks very weak." Lan Yan said.It may also be that he can't refuse this kind of woman with maternal brilliance. The reason is that he has lacked maternal love since he was a child. Of course, he didn't realize this, he just couldn't refuse.

On a quiet summer night, there were countless insects chirping outside the window. Minian wiped his hair dry before taking him back to the bedroom.Lan Yan fell asleep next to the pillow, he had a dream, a sweet dream.