Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 180



Victor thanked politely, and then wiped the blood from his hands, "My woman is still sleeping upstairs, I really don't want her to see my bloody face. The blood of you animals is smelly, black , like moldy bread discarded by humans at the scrapyard."


Seeing that there was no danger of his life, the vampire knelt down again.


Victor straightened his dark blue nightgown, and leaned on the sofa with a wicked smile, "It seems that Duke Smith and my future Queen Leda are not satisfied with their current status! Since you are here, you will be my wife for the time being." Follow me."


Everyone is unclear, so, "..."


Victor raised his eyebrows and ordered, "Hui Xi, go get some disposable paper cups."


"His Majesty the Blood King, can I have a wine glass?"


"No, just use disposable paper cups for these beasts, lest your stingy Mrs. Zhilan have to feel sorry for her goblet when she comes back."


"Yes!" Huixi brought the paper cups and arranged them on the coffee table.


Victor bit his own wrist and split the blood into several paper cups. Although each was only a little bit, it was enough to manipulate their thoughts.


"This is the supreme reward, drink it! If you drink it, you will not die."


"Yes, Your Majesty!"


The kneeling vampires scrambled to pick up the paper cups and drank it down. When they bowed their heads again, they were not afraid, but wholeheartedly respectful and loyal.


"Okay, now we can say, Lida wants you to kill the Chu family, what else does Lida want you to do?"


"Abducted Chuling, killed Chuyan, and blew up the entire house."


"Well, Lida is more direct than Gosling, but she is not as smart as Gosling. Gosling knows how to find helpers, knows how to use strength, so that people can't directly suspect her. But Lida doesn't know how to avoid suspicion! After Victor finished speaking, he looked down at them as if asking questions, and asked leisurely with an extremely democratic and arrogant attitude, "What do you think?"


"Your Majesty is wise!"


"I knew that talking to animals is talking to myself."


He yawned sleepily, "I'm tired, go up to sleep. You clean up the corpses, and cooperate with Miss Huixi to tidy up the house. It's best to clean up before Mrs. Zhilan comes back, lest she grow up again Yelling disturbs my slumber."


"Yes, Your Majesty!"


Victor climbed into bed, Chu Yan was sleepy, his eyes were blurred, he couldn't help but kissed her.


She smelled the blood on his lips, "Did you go to the kitchen to find something to eat?"


"Yeah." He lay down, took her into his arms, and tucked in the quilt, "Let's sleep for a while, and I'll go back to the palace after dark."


Chu Yan hugged his neck, and played with the slightly curly hair on his neck with his little fingers, "Then you should sleep well, lest your father see that you are too indulgent and exhausted."


"Okay, I'll let you see if I'm really exhausted!" He turned wildly and pressed her under him, proving with practice that his physical strength was beyond expectation.


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"Your Majesty has returned to the palace, Your Majesty has returned to the palace..."


The sound of Victor's footsteps shook the entire palace, and six assistants were added to the entourage behind them. They reported in turn the status of the blood race, the progress of government affairs, and everything that Victor left behind.


When passing through the palace corridor, Victor had already dealt with the government affairs that had been backlogged for several days.


Turner and Aenea greeted him on the arched passage of the main hall, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Former King..."


"When did you become his lackeys?" Victor's words made them all pause, "Get up!"


Without stopping, he tore off the blood king's groom's robe that got in the way and threw it to Turner, "Go, burn this dress."


"Yes!"


"Aenea, call Miss Lida and Duke Smith, and tell them to come to my study to see if they have any collusion with the Eldar and Wolf Clan."


"Yes."


"By the way, is Lan Sinuo good these days?"


Aenea could only tell the truth, "Not good! The little prince is... very naughty, no one can control him, even the Queen Mother Ruisha has nothing to do, Prince Steven is tortured by him, and His Majesty the former king... ..."


"Why mention His Majesty the Former King again?"


Aenea could only bite the bullet and continue, "Little Prince Lan Sinuo tortured His Majesty to the point of being sick."


"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?"


Aenea shrugged innocently, "I wanted to report just now, but His Majesty refused."


"What's going on with Lan Sinuo?"


Victor rushed into Lan Sinuo's little prince's bedroom, and saw that the toys on the ground were in a mess, and even the teddy bear was torn to pieces. Several nannies were at a loss and knelt down to Victor, "Your Majesty!"


"Where is the little prince?" Victor looked around, but he didn't see Lan Sinuo, and asked angrily, "Where is the little prince?" He was afraid that his son would be in danger.


"In...in the wardrobe in the locker room!"


"Hasn't this problem been cured yet? How did you discipline him? There is a coffin and a bed, but you want him to be stuffed in the closet?"


Victor yelled angrily, rushed into the locker room, rummaged through the closets, and finally found Lan Snow, who was drinking from a blood bottle, in the innermost large cabinet containing the coats and hats.


The little guy burped, and smiled at him brightly, "Giggle, Dad..."


"You guys finally gave Dad and me a sigh of relief. It doesn't matter if the late king was tortured by you and became ill, let him go back to the imperial mausoleum!"


He walked out of the dressing room with Lan Snow in his arms, took the towel from the nanny, and wiped the blood from the corners of his son's lips, with gentle and careful movements, for fear of scratching his fragile skin.


(End of this chapter)