Her Majesty the Queen

The sound of fireworks blooming has already sounded outside the window.

Her Royal Highness wanted to accompany Ling Ding to watch the fireworks.However, at this time, two more people came.

"I care about my brother very much. But I can't communicate with him properly! Seeing him chatting so happily with my sister, I feel uncomfortable being left alone." The girl said awkwardly.

"I don't hate her." Brother said helplessly. "She thinks too much. Sometimes I don't know what she's thinking. Her relationships are not very good."

"So. You guys should try to talk more. Brothers should pay more attention to their sisters, so as not to make her feel lonely." Her Royal Highness put the teacup aside and said.

Brother said: "Got it. Girl, let's watch the fireworks together." The girl smiled happily and nodded.She and he left Ling Xiao Hall.

As soon as the queen stood up, four more people came.So I sat down again.

"My son Qianda can't eat the food I cook. It's always left over, what a waste." The aunt in shiny satin complained while dragging a boy who was a head taller than her.

"Then cook less," Her Royal Highness said.

"Stupid." Qianda was unhappy. "If you cook less, people you know will see it, and you will lose face."

"Then you wait. I will give you an answer later. The next one." Her Royal Highness wanted to get angry and said suppressedly.

"Your Majesty, my son Congling is always hungry! My family doesn't grow much land, and all the food is grown by ourselves. But he ate all of it and said he wasn't full. What about miscellaneous things?" an old farmer Said with a bitter face.

"Hey. Congling, you go to Qianda's house to eat. Let's make do together."

"Are you the Oolong Queen? Do you mind?!" The aunt glanced at the old farmer, and when she saw that he was wearing common clothes, she became arrogant. "Why do I have to support his son??"

"Mother, it's okay." Qian Da said while holding Cong Ling who kept bowing his head. "He's my classmate. It's ok. His grades are better than mine, and I want to learn from him."

"Thank you." Cong Ling said to Qianda.The old farmer was also happy, shouting: "Thank you."

"Hmph." The aunt left.Qian Da apologized to them: "Excuse me. Mom—wait for me."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness." Cong Ling stepped forward, stroked her hair, and said with a smile. "If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. If I can do it, I will definitely help."

"You're welcome. That's what I should do."

The old farmer also walked out of the Lingxiao hall with a smile on Cong Ling.

Looking at their backs, Her Royal Highness finally stood up and ran out of the hall. She and Ling Ding could finally watch the fireworks!

"Sister. Are you ready? Watch the fireworks—yeah." Ling Ding was playing hide-and-seek with Zuo Weijun.

"Zuo Weijun, come out." Ling Xiamo said. "Let's watch the fireworks together."

"Your Highness, you are the best!" Zuo Weijun said, and wanted to hug Her Highness, who knew that he hugged Murong Qingfeng! ?He let go immediately and yelled, "Wow, it's going to be a nightmare tonight."

Her Royal Highness snickered, and glanced at Murong Qingfeng.The latter was still the same, smiling all the time.

There are many people on the street.Much more than during the day.A group of them walked on the street and became the focus.

"Why do I feel as if someone is watching us?" Her Royal Highness said anxiously.

"That's normal." Murong Qingfeng said with a light smile.

Zuo Weijun shrugged his shoulders with the dozing Ling Ding on his back, expressing that he didn't know.

Fireworks bloom, beautiful in an instant, and disappear in an instant.The sky keeps its dark back, giving the gorgeous fireworks a chance to perform.

Ling Xiamo saw someone guessing lantern riddles on the street, so she also wanted to guess.As soon as she took a step, she heard Zuo Weijun behind her scream—"Ah——"

She turned her head and saw Ling Ding on Zuo Weijun's back got a needle in his right hand.

"How come!?" She ran over anxiously, only to find that Murong Qingfeng had disappeared.Zuo Weijun said: "He has gone after the enemy." Then he put Ling Ding into Ling Xiamo's arms, and pulled out the needle with gloves on.

"Damn it. The needle is poisonous." Zuo Weijun cursed in a low voice, Ling Ding opened his eyes and cried, "Sister, will I die? Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow and and ”

"No." When Ling Xiamo said that, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and hands.

Ling Xiamo immediately took her to the old woman for treatment.The old woman looked at Ling Ding's wound, her expression changed drastically, and she said, "I can't do anything."

"It can't be like this. Is there any way to heal it?" Ling Xiamo was anxious.

"That method, I can't say." The old woman said in embarrassment.

"If something happens to her, I don't think you will have a good time." Zuo Weijun said pointedly.

"This—" the old woman hesitated for a moment, but said anyway. "Fine. Put a drop of vampire's blood on her wound."

"This kind of thing. Is it really possible? Then she will become a vampire?" Zuo Weijun looked at the old woman suspiciously.

"It's the only way right now."

"Why? Isn't there an antidote for poisoning?" Her Royal Highness asked irritably.

"The poison in her is not the poison of our world. There is no way." The old woman said with a gloomy face.

"What do you mean?" Zuo Weijun glared at her.

"I won't let her become a vampire! That's a painful thing. But, I must also save her." Her Royal Highness said, picked up Ling Ding, and said to Zuo Weijun. "Let's go. Back to the palace."

The old woman felt pain at their backs.She lowered her head and said, "'A secret that can't be told'! Life is already very difficult, so why bother to force it."

"That's not your fault.—Forget it." Yin Chilian stepped out from the shadow of the tree outside the door and snapped his fingers.