In the deep tunnel, the flickering firelight stretched the two slender figures together.

Huge vintage wine cabinets, intricate lampstands, bright candles, plush carpets that barely reach the ankles, and heavy rococo-style furniture make people feel like they are back in the Middle Ages.

The man half-reclining on the sofa slowly raised his head, and a dark shadow appeared between his deep eyes in the firelight, and the three-dimensional and handsome five views took on a somewhat gloomy atmosphere under the firelight.

The hand holding the wine glass slowly raised, the pale and slender fingertips gently swiped over the rim of the glass, the gently swaying liquid in the goblet shimmered like a ruby, and a faint smell of iron embroidery filled the air. He placed the cup under his nose and took a deep breath, the cup tilted slightly, and the red liquid slid into his mouth, followed by a sigh of satisfaction and intoxication.

In a short time, the glass of red liquid was all in the throat. With his hand stretched out, the other person took the cup with great interest and gently set it aside

"Moore. After another brief silence, a demonic magnetic voice suddenly sounded, and the person who spoke was none other than the man sitting on the couch, Donald, Prince of the Blood.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" replied the figure next to him, half a short cut, and nodded to the ground on one knee, respectfully.

"Get up. Now you put what happened tonight...... Well, from the beginning of your journey, all the things that have come your way, but everything you know will tell me in detail from beginning to end. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" seemed to have expected Prince Donald to ask this question, and Moore did not hesitate, not even to sort out his recollections, and began to speak, "Today is ......"

Moore's narration is very bland, without a trace of exaggeration and embellishment, but strives to restore all of Jane's itinerary today in a complete and detailed way. If Jane was here, she would have been very surprised, because Moore had spoken so finely, so fine that almost every word and expression she had said clearly. Because of this, Moore's story took a long time, but in the process, Prince Donald did not break down, but listened attentively without the slightest hint of impatience.

“…… After that, Your Excellency the Prince has arrived. Only then did Moore stop, and he closed his mouth and stepped aside.

By this time, Prince Donald had already closed his eyes, and if it weren't for the fact that he gently grinded the ring on his middle finger from time to time, when Moore talked about the obvious speed of his fingertips in the later stages, you would have mistakenly thought that he had fallen asleep.

Don't look at Prince Donald's face and look calm, but from his eyelids that beat from time to time, it can be seen that Prince Donald's heart is not as calm as he is now, on the contrary, his mind is tumbling like a fierce wave at this time.

Prince Donald was refreshing his perception of Jane again and again, thinking that he had looked up to this seemingly ordinary human little girl enough, but in a short period of time, he found that he seemed to be about to start evaluating this again. No, now he doesn't put the word evaluation on this little human girl. A wry smile stained Prince Donald's lips, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Eastern Underworld...... If you really want to talk about it, this person's identity is far from his own.

At this time, Prince Donald was very glad that he had always treated this young human lady with great courtesy, think of the hapless Seraph, if he had done anything inappropriate before, maybe the unlucky man would be himself.

Speaking of which, though, this young lady seems to be her lucky star. Looking at the fact that since her arrival, his child has been saved, and even has the hope of being born, when he thinks of this, Prince Donald can't help but feel a fire in his heart.

And thanks to this one's blessing, he finally figured out the dirt between the Holy See Divine Descent and those angels, so that his own side can be more sure to provoke the relationship between the two, so to speak, after this incident, they have the certainty that the divine descent may bring the harm to the minimum, and the sword of Damos hanging above their blood clan is a seat belt.

By the way, and the news of the seraph coming to the world, he also has to send it back quickly, and during this time, he has to let those little guys in the dark world clamp their tails tightly, and they don't know how they will die when they arrive.

Thinking of this, Prince Donald couldn't sit still, and stood up with a "brush": "Moore." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. Moore replied respectfully.

"I need to go back to my clan and report this to the council, and you will come with me back to meet the elders, and if they have anything to ask you about it, you can get back to you. Prince Donald said

"Yes, Your Excellency. Moore's breath flickered, and a wave of excitement leaped uncontrollably across his face. Oh my God, to meet the Elders, how could he have such a great honor as a little viscount! He, he was so lucky! If it weren't for Prince Donald still here, Moore would have wanted to let out a roar to express his excitement.

"But what about the lady?" Moore asked, a little worried, to contain his excitement.

"Well, I'll let Dracula entertain our honored guests of the Bloodline. With a little hesitation, Prince Donald had already made his decision.

After all, looking at Jian'er's performance in front of her, she shouldn't like to publicize her identity everywhere, and because of "pure blood", the less people know about her existence, the better. In this way, it is inconvenient to leak her information. And if he didn't make it clear, Prince Donald didn't dare to guarantee that in his absence, the blood clan who entertained the young lady would not do anything rude.

What if you have a bad relationship with this lady...... , Prince Donald shuddered, so it was better to let the insider entertain this lady. As his "child", and one of the insiders, Count Dracula can be regarded as a better choice.

Knowing the importance of this lady, and having suffered at the hands of this lady, it is impossible for him to rely on his status or other disrespectful things. There are some things that you don't need to explain thoroughly, as long as you click a little more, I believe that Dracula will definitely be able to understand it.

And when this was announced, this lady came as a friend of Count Dracula, so it was natural for Dracula to appear next to him, and it would not make people feel particularly dazzling.

The most important point is that the fertilizer water does not leave outsiders in the field, Dracula is his own "child", there is such a person who follows this noble lady, according to his old friend Qingyun Daochang, this can be regarded as a love of incense, with this unpredictable medical skills, it is not possible to ask for this hand again, and make friends with this person At present, it seems that there is a hundred benefits and no harm.

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Not to mention Prince Donald's various arrangements, Jane'er, who had slept all day, finally got up from the soft big bed slowly, shook her head vigorously, and rubbed her poor little belly, which had already protested, Jane'er sighed and got up from the bed very reluctantly.

"Good day, ma'am!" As soon as Jane went downstairs, a very familiar voice sounded in the living room, and then someone stood up from the soft sofa in the living room and gave Jane an elegant gentlemanly salute.

"Suspicion? Kurakula, it's been a long time. Jian Er nodded at the visitor, and there was a little joy in her words.

After all, although this invited Jian Er to come and played some little tricks that she didn't like very much, but since this fight, these blood clans have always been polite to each other, plus for that extenuating reason, Jian Er doesn't have such a big opinion on this person, so when they meet again, Jian Er really has a sense of joy to meet acquaintances.

"Hello, ma'am, because Your Excellency the Prince has an urgent matter and needs to take Moore back to the headquarters because of the suddenness of the incident, and His Excellency the Prince has not resigned to you, so Your Excellency has specially asked me to convey his apologies to you, and at the same time, I will be your guide in place of Moore in the next few days, so please take care of me." "Count Dracula gave a gentlemanly salute to Jane.

"Your Excellency the Prince left?" Jian Er slapped her forehead and couldn't help but groan.

"Why, ma'am, do you have something to look for Your Excellency?" asked Count Dracula, with some strange curiosity, "if you don't mind, will you speak to me? ”

"You can't help with that. Jane waved her hand and said, "It's a medicine ...... to help Miss Catherine."

"What's the matter? Could it be that there is something wrong with the medicine?" said Count Dracula, whose heart tightened, and involuntarily blurted out.

"No," Seeing that Count Dracula had misunderstood, Jane hurriedly shook her head, "Yes, the medicine was delivered yesterday." ”

"Is that great!" Count Dracula almost jumped up in excitement, "I, I'll go tell Miss Catherine now." ”

"Wait, wait!" Jane hurriedly stopped the anxious Count Dracula, "That medicine can only be used with the cooperation of the child's father, that is, Prince Donald, so I will wait for His Excellency the Prince to return." ”

"Okay, I'll send someone to deliver a letter to the Pavilion now. Count Dracula rubbed his hands together in excitement, and then, without waiting for Jane to speak, a small bat came out of his body with a squeak of his mouth, and then nodded at Count Dracula very humanely, and the bat flew out of the window with a flap of its wings.

Looking at Count Dracula's anxious look, Jane Er felt speechless, forget it, thinking about the difficulty of these bloodlines to give birth, and their expectations for pure bloods, it is not difficult to understand their current attitude.

"I'm sorry ma'am, because of the suddenness of the incident, and the place where His Excellency the Prince went is not so easy to contact, it may be a few days before His Excellency the Prince returns. At this time, Count Dracula spoke with a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. Jian'er shook her head, "It just so happens that I can also take this opportunity to play for two days." Hey, I stumbled on a bunch of things before I went out yesterday, and we will continue today, so these days, Dracula, please!"

"Honored, my lady!" said Count Dracula, bowing gracefully to Jane.

"I said, Dracula. Jane'er suddenly said to Count Dracula.

"Ma'am?" Dracula glanced at Jane with some confusion, is there something wrong?

"Well, can you not call me Madam?" Jian Er smiled bitterly, "This title sounds awkward, didn't you call me Song before, why did you suddenly change your name again?"

"Wouldn't it be rude to call you by your first name?" Count Dracula hesitated.

"What's so rude, isn't this name just for people to call, now I say, don't I call you by your name too?" Perhaps because this Count Dracula was the first Bloodline that Jane had dealt with, and he was also the one who brought her here, Jane's words were much more casual than when she communicated with Moore.

"So...... "Remembering his father, Prince Donald's instructions before leaving, after a moment's hesitation, Count Dracula nodded, "So, Song, do you have any plans for the next trip?" ”

"Do you have a flea market here?" Speaking of this, Jian Er suddenly remembered her other plan before she came, her eyes couldn't help but light up, and she blurted out.

"Jump, flea market?"

Yes, as soon as she looked at this person's expression, Jian Er knew that she was definitely asking the wrong person this time, and yes, asking a high blood earl such a silk realm, the painting style is indeed a little unsuitable.

However, for the grand wish she made before she came, Jian Er still had some reluctance: "That flea market is ......"

Jane briefly described the flea market to Count Dracula, and then looked at the Count expectantly.

"Song, if you don't mind, can you tell me what you'd like to buy at that flea market?" asked Count Dracula. (To be continued.) )