Vampire: Poppy's Dessert

Chapter 302


"Queen Mother, besides Anze, do you have any other heirs?" Tarsen asked tentatively, "Do you have any daughters? A daughter with white hair on the forehead."


"Do you think it's not enough for me to be treated like this by Ricks?!"


Queen Mother Joan gritted her teeth and growled, suddenly strangling Tarson's throat.


"I have no grievances with you, why did you come to expose my sad things? Why do you ask about the hair? Why do you ask about the heirs? Hasn't my son had enough entanglements with the wolf clan?"


Tarson wanted to fight back, but he didn't dare to act rashly, "Queen, calm down, I was just looking for a woman with white hair on the forehead, sorry, I found the wrong person."


Empress Dowager Qiong's eyes flickered coldly, as if she understood something, after looking at him harshly, she sneered, "You are really far behind Youhong!"


She threw him into the yard in disgust, "Get lost! I don't want to see you again!"


Tarson was also a little angry. The vampires who stayed in the coffin for too long have weird temperaments. He could understand it. What made him even more angry was that her twinkling eyes showed that the woman with white hair on her forehead should be Yetong .


He wanted to question and scream, but he didn't have any reason to blame the Queen Mother who was already full of scars.That girl Yetong has always been the most likable girl, and the Queen Mother Ruisha loved her a lot before, she may have been affected by Joan's image, so she used this vicious way to retaliate against him—to get his heart, but to abandon her Such as shoes.


Aenea quickly moved over and grabbed him, "Your Majesty the Wolf King, let's go."


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Tarson was afraid of the music of the Blood Race. All these years, that kind of old joy always hurt his nerves.


Victor's celebration, Victor and Chuyan's wedding, Lan Sinuo's birth, Ye Tong's birth, Xin Qing's birth, Shi Ran's birth... That kind of music was played over and over again, and of course, some new court music was played, It's just that there is only pain left in the back of his memory.Their happiness seemed to him a cruel and sharp knife indeed.


When he first talked about his wedding with Victor, he was sitting alone in the pavilion under the oak tree, the nails of the wolf's claws pierced his palm, he was in despair and pain, and he was numb and forgot the pain.


Tonight, his pain was very real, and he couldn't make himself numb.


The wedding between Yaqing and Xinqing was grand and luxurious. Victor married his daughter for the first time, and everything was done by himself. Even the pearl on Xinqing's wedding dress was personally selected by him and Chuyan. There are a thousand pearls in total. Five hundred white pearls, five hundred purple pearls, they are light and light on the white gauze skirt, like the teardrops of angels.


All the vampires, big and small, were present, and those vampires who had no positions but were highly respected were also invited. The five floors of the auditorium were full of audience seats.


Yaqing wore a white dress and led Xinqing across the red carpet.


He still can't believe this moment, it seems that not long ago, he still dreamed of staying with Chu Yan, but now he married her daughter.


"Xinqing, don't you think I'm old?" He asked softly.


"You shine forever like a diamond, and you will still be like this in 1 years." Xin Qing raised the corners of her lips, "I didn't choose the wrong person."


Yaqing held the hand she had on her arm in his left hand, wrapped her right hand around her waist, and walked solemnly forward step by step. "In the future, we will be happy."


Xinqing didn't respond, but accepted with a smile. They had a lot of time, and she would spend every minute and every second to witness his oath.


Tarson couldn't help but look around the audience, trying to find the woman with a strand of white hair on her forehead. The VIP throne above the steps where he was sitting was the best angle, and he could see every seat on every floor.


When his eyes slipped to the prince's seat, he actually saw a woman with an ethereal appearance and white hair on her forehead, and she was sitting next to Lan Sinuo. She had the pure blood of the blood race and the blood of the spirit race, but Her face is not as elegant and astonishing as Chuyan's, but rather small and exquisite, her eyes are black and green and flickering. I feel pity for her, like a lost sika deer. She nervously clasped Lan Sinuo's hand and whispered to him wearing something.


Tarson was a little pleasantly surprised. He was overjoyed to have verified that Yetong was not that woman, and the guilt in his heart was relieved a little. However, he was disappointed again because the woman was thin and lacked some charming tension .


Just as he was about to get up and walk over, he saw another person walking towards the woman. It happened that he also knew that person—it was Asano, and beside him was Elder Huang, one of the eight elders of the Spirit Race.


Their conversation did not escape Tarsen's keen ears.


"Enmeng, it's inappropriate for you to sit next to Prince Lan Sinuo like this, sit in the back with Dad." It was Asano's voice.


"His Royal Highness is my step-mother, and I'm also considered a princess, why is it not proper?" She held Lan Sinuo's hand tightly, with a childish expression on her face, obviously her intelligence did not match her age. "Lan Sinuo sits here, and I sit here too."


Tarsen remembered that Enmeng had completely white hair, how could there be only a strand of white hair in front of her forehead?

Moreover, he clearly remembered that after Enmeng hit Chuyan more than 300 years ago, she was torn to pieces by Zhilan. kill him.


Asano sighed helplessly, and whispered angrily, "What's the matter with your hair? Even if you sit here, you can't dress up in such a weird way, what do you look like?"


Under Tarsen's astonished stare, Asano actually tore off Enmeng's hair—specifically, it should be a wig, Enmeng's real hair is pure white and straight as snow, and it is neat Short hair with ears.


Tarsen was hit hard again by disappointment, and couldn't help but look at Yetong. She felt his gaze, but she didn't look over. She just focused on the couple on the red carpet.

(End of this chapter)