Just as Lance was stunned, Leng Su had already stopped beside the flower bed in front of him, curled up his red lips, raised his index finger lightly, and raised his chin.

The seductive red lips slightly opened: "You are the son of Prince Bruch? Lance?"

"Lance Bruch has seen the Queen."

Because his chin was still on Leng Su's finger, Lance did not dare to break free, so he had to lower his eyes, restrain his hands and replied respectfully.

Unexpectedly, facing his salute, the queen in front of him seemed to have never heard of it.

Instead, he looked at his facial features seriously, and his index finger gradually left his chin and landed on his forehead. He slid down little by little, passing his eyebrows, eyes, high nose bridge, and the pale thin lips...

Leng Su's hand suddenly paused on the terrible pale lips. She frowned, as if she didn't like this powerless whiteness!

With Lance's helplessness, she lowered her head and held his thin lips, her sharp teeth exposed from both sides and bit her hard.

"Hiss." Lance widened his eyes and looked at the perfect face that was so close to him in disbelief.

The severe pain from his lips suddenly woke him up. He suddenly took several steps back and knelt on one knee to beg for mercy: "Please forgive me if the queen."

"Raise your head." Leng Su said overbearingly.

"Yes, the Queen."

Lance looked up little by little, his eyes flashing at the "out of reach" person in front of him.

His face was still as expressionless as ever, but Leng Su saw the doubts and dodging in his eyes.

"Sure enough, red represents vitality and vitality..." Leng Su said with satisfaction.

Lance seemed to have reacted and reached out to touch his lips and felt the sticky touch on it. Only then did he understand what the queen's previous behavior meant.

"Queen, do you don't like white?" Lance asked nervously.

Leng Su curled her lips and smiled charmingly. Her fingertips fell on her gorgeous red lips. The bright red nail polish on it fell on Lance's eyes without reservation.

"As a blood clan, I certainly like blood..."

Blood, representing the bright red, is the energy and food used by vampires to maintain their lives.

"Richard, from now on, Lance will serve me closely."

Before Lance could react, Leng Su left this sentence to wander in the air, but she flashed and disappeared into the rose garden.

Looking at the rose that should have fallen, standing there intact, a hint of fanaticism flashed through Lance's eyes.

With powerful strength, if he had the strength of the queen, would his mother Yulia not have been captured by those dirty and despicable vampire hunters?

[Congratulations, Lance's favorable value has increased by 5 points, and the current total favorable value is 10 points.]

For Leng Su, Lance couldn't help but feel a little admiration for the strong that he had never noticed.

Just as he was stunned, Richard, the housekeeper of the castle, walked up to him.

He looked at him expressionlessly, frowned and said, "The Queen doesn't like darkness, come with me, go wash and clean up, and then go to the Queen's room to serve him."

No, except for red, no other color can reach the queen's eyes.

"Yes, housekeeper."

At the window entrance on the second floor, Leng Suzheng leaned lazily on the window ling, watching the conversation between Lance and the butler Richard in the garden.

Listening to the increase in favorable feelings in her ears, a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.
Chapter completed!