[Chapter 22 Chapter 183 The Last Prince and Her Delicate Blood Bank 3]
The prince's attitude is so firm that the butler will not disobey.
But these people were bought back with money, so why would they be sent back like this... After thinking about it, the butler took the remaining six people and gave them to the other purebred vampires in the area under Wen Shinian's jurisdiction.
After the housekeeper left, Wen Shinian was still hanging on Xiangnan, rubbing her cold cheek against his hot cheek.
"Human, your name."
Xiangnan's cheeks became even redder when she rubbed them.
He pursed his lips and unconsciously exerted force on the arms around Wen Shinian's waist.
"southward."
"Xiangnan, from now on, you are mine."
Wen Shinian stepped back slightly, staring at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes.
Under such gaze, Xiangnan could not help but nod obediently.
His dry and itchy throat made him want to cough again, but Wen Shinian was so close to him, so he pursed his lips even tighter, suppressing the cough that was about to burst out.
Wen Shinian tilted her head slightly, and her fluffy golden hair gently slid down her shoulders.
She tiptoed closer to Xiangnan again and pressed her cold forehead against Xiangnan's.
In just a second, Xiangnan's dizziness and headache were relieved, and the itchiness in his throat disappeared.
The weak hands and feet also gained strength.
And all these changes happened after the girl put her forehead against his.
"Okay, Anan, carry me up."
Wen Shinian had been sleeping for four hundred years and had never drunk blood before, so she couldn't help feeling a little weak when she activated her ability.
She yawned and her head naturally rested on Xiangnan's shoulder.
The boy was very thin, with hard shoulders without any flesh.
It seems I need to give him more meat in the future.
"Um."
Xiangnan bent down and picked up the light person.
At this moment, the person standing at the corner of the stairs who could see Xiangnan's face clearly suddenly screamed.
Her face was filled with terror. Xiangnan hadn't even taken a step when she retreated backwards with weak legs as if she had seen something terrifying.
There were stairs behind her, and when she stepped back, she tripped and fell down on her butt.
southward:"……"
He hasn't even called out yet, what is this ugly woman yelling about?
The drowsy Wen Shinian was awakened by her sharp cry.
She frowned and turned to look at Bu Zixia.
Without saying anything, the window on Bu Zixia's side shattered.
Bu Zixia, oppressed by her anger, suddenly lost her voice, her throat was suddenly strangled, and her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
But when he saw the person in Xiangnan's arms, his frightened expression became a little more confused and humble.
"Your Highness, calm down. What happened?"
The butler sensed Wen Shinian's anger and instantly returned to the castle.
He didn't even look at Bu Zixia, but stood respectfully behind Xiang Nan and asked softly about the person in his arms.
"This person is noisy, throw him out."
Wen Shinian narrowed her eyes, and as she spoke, her small fangs were faintly visible under her red lips.
The fear in Bu Zixia's body disappeared in an instant, and the plea for mercy that was about to come out of her mouth was suppressed by her.
In the current situation, leaving is the best thing for her.
But why did Wen Shinian wake up?
With this thought in mind, Bu Zixia was thrown out by the housekeeper.
Bu Zixia touched her hurt butt and took a last reluctant look at the castle.
In the previous life, this castle was clearly hers!
But why did Wen Shinian wake up?
Wen Shinian, the pure-blooded prince, was the only one to survive the vampire civil war three hundred years ago.
But for some unknown reason, he was sealed in a coffin.
As the last prince of vampires, Wen Shinian had been sleeping in his previous life and had not awakened.
Later, her sleeping coffin was found by a purebred vampire, who used many methods to wake her up.
But no matter what she did, she never woke up.
When Bu Zixia heard that they planned to suck her blood to continue her bloodline, she immediately became tempted.
Her bloodline is impure, and her status among vampires is even lower than that of low-level vampires.
So before the pure-blooded vampires could do anything, she moved first.
But she didn't expect that as soon as she took a sip, Prince Wen Shinian turned into fine sand and disappeared before her eyes!!!
But this is not important. What is important is that she became a purebred because of this blood.
Directly from the lowest vampire, he became the master of the castle.
Although the castle belonged to Wen Shinian, she was dead, so what's wrong with it becoming hers?
Even though she died because of her, so what? Even if she didn't do it, others would have done it. She was just the first one to pick the fruit.
But why did she wake up in this life?
Why did you wake up?
After finally living a new life, Wen Shinian woke up. Where could she get such pure blood?
Bu Zixia was worried for a few seconds, and Xiangnan's face suddenly appeared in her mind.
Yes! How could she forget him!
Thinking of Xiangnan, Bu Zixia felt so angry that she wanted to suck his blood dry right now!
If it weren’t for Xiangnan, how could she have died!
She had only enjoyed the privileged life brought by her pureblooded bloodline for two years, but Xiangnan had tortured her for three years!
Thinking of her previous life which was worse than that of an animal, Bu Zixia almost gnashed her teeth to pieces.
She still doesn't understand how Xiangnan got in touch with that group of hunters.
Not only that, he also worked together with them to kill many purebred vampires.
Because of him, the few remaining purebloods were killed by vampire hunters.
Because of this battle, the vampires became toys of humans.
She barely managed to survive thanks to Xiangnan, but for some reason this guy became very interested in her blood. He replenished her blood all day long and then drew her blood for research.
She was a pure-blooded vampire, but in the end she didn't die from the hunter's weapon, but from having her blood drained!!
Thinking of her past life, Bu Zixia's eyes turned red with hatred, and her breathing became rapid when she thought of her own half-human, half-ghost appearance.
But on second thought, the person next to him now is Wen Shinian.
Perhaps, before Wen Shinian was tortured to death, she could take the opportunity to obtain Wen Shinian's blood and become a purebred again?
When Bu Zixia thought of the feeling of Wen Shinian's blood entering her body and her body instantly filled with strength, greed flashed in her eyes.
She licked her lips, already beginning to feel impatient.
As for the person who Bu Zixia had high hopes for, he was lying on the soft big bed with a hesitant look on his face, with a cool, fragrant and soft person lying on him.
"Your Highness..."
"Call me Master."
The neck was bitten lightly.
The sharp little teeth did not cause any pain when they pressed against it, but instead caused an unknown tingling sensation.
Xiangnan suppressed the gasp that was about to escape his lips, and his slender pale fingertips helplessly grasped the dark gray sheets beneath him.
He could clearly feel the fangs against his neck eager to attack. With just a little more force, they would easily pierce his skin and penetrate his blood vessels.
Whether to bite or not is like a knife hanging over your neck, which makes you panic and adds a strange emotion.
"host……"
"Owner……"
After calling out this name, Xiangnan's face, which had already turned red, became even redder.
“Ah~”
Suddenly, a soft gasp with a changed tone escaped from Xiangnan's throat, and the redness on his pale and sickly face added a different charm to his shyness.
He couldn't help but tilt his head back, his fingers loosening and tightening, making the bed sheets even more wrinkled.
Yayu's eyelashes fluttered constantly, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were red.
The sound of swallowing "gurgling" could be heard from time to time in the huge Gothic room.
(I’m so excited to write this, hahahahaha)
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