His voice suddenly lowered: "I owe her this. For the rest of my life, I will make it up to her and the child."

Blair felt a chill in her chest.

No wonder he had urged her several times to give up the child;

No wonder they were so determined to find out the sex of the fetus;

No wonder he insisted on taking her back to his tribe to give birth.

It turns out that for Una and Vera , he would rather gamble her and his daughter's lives.

After the priest left, Cyril walked to the bedside, concern in his eyes: " Blair , you finally woke up. I was really worried."

Blair stared at the blood-stained deed on the table, but he quickly covered her eyes.

"The contract has been signed and cannot be changed. Blair , my daughter is a girl and does not need to inherit much. Vera is the only male heir of the vampire clan. Her eldest brother is dead, so they can only rely on me. You will understand."

She shook her head slightly and said weakly: "I don't blame you."

But she had already made up her mind: once her daughter recovered, she would take the child and leave.

"Take me to see the child," she begged.

Cyril hesitated, but finally pushed her out of the nursery hall.

The baby lay quietly in the crystal cabinet, with bloodstains still lingering on its snow-white skin.

Blair's heart ached, and she could barely breathe.

At this moment, the wound suddenly opened and blood stained the collar of the clothes red.

Cyril was about to summon the priest when the crystal suddenly lit up.

He stared at her, his expression instantly anxious. " Vera is frightened by a nightmare, and Una can't be comforted. I have to go back. Blair , can you go back to the Healing Hall by yourself? Bleeding from wounds is common."

Blair's eyes.

After three years of love and blood contract, she had never cried in front of him.

But he still turned and left.

He values Una and Vera more than she and his daughter.

Since that was the case, she no longer insisted.

When her daughter recovers, it will be time for her to leave.

But in the end, she overestimated her body.

On the way back to the Healing Hall, she fainted again, and a pool of blood covered the stone steps.

As the candlelight flickered, her world fell into complete darkness.

Moonlight enveloped the Blood Clan Academy, and fires flickered in the night hunting grounds. In the darkness, herds of nocturnal beasts roared and thrashed.

Blair huddled in a corner of the stands, clutching the amulet tightly in her hand. She was just a branch of the bloodline, weak in power, and her only mission was to stay low-key for the next four years.

However, that night, her attention was completely taken away by the people on the field.

The young Cyril , dressed in black hunting attire and wielding a longbow, shot each arrow with swift precision, piercing the nocturnal beast's heart with unerring precision. Blood splattered everywhere, his expression as cold as ice, devoid of any unnecessary emotion.

Cyril from the School of Planning , the young master of the vampire clan." The classmate beside him exclaimed softly, his eyes full of admiration. "The future heir, from the Zhou family in northern Beijing. Unfortunately, he only has his heart set on his childhood sweetheart, Su Qiyao."

Blair's heart skipped a beat. At that moment, she looked at the boy, and a strange throbbing welled up in her chest.

Later, all kinds of rumors about Cyril and Su Qiyao almost filled her entire student days.

He would arrange a banquet on a full moon night just to surprise Su Qiyao;

He would put down his pride in front of the whole clan just because she was angry and left;

He would wait in the ice and snow just because she broke her promise to go to the human world.

Blair always thought that she would be a transparent person watching their love story.

Until two years ago.

That day, the Sanctuary of the Blood Clan was ablaze with candles as Cyril was about to forge a blood pact with Su Qiyao. The entire clan watched intently, a promise to be passed down through the generations.

As a classmate, Blair stood quietly in the corner.

However, after the ceremony began, the bride still hadn't arrived. Cyril's face paled. He called the crystal transmission countless times, but received only a cold response:

" Cyril , I don't want to be bound by a blood pact so early. I want to go to the human world."

At that moment, Cyril 's patience was completely exhausted.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly raised the Holy Grail in his hand: "Today is a blood contract. If the bride does not come, I will replace her."

The whole audience was in an uproar, and many vampire girls were ready to make a move.

Blair's heart was beating wildly. She knew that if she didn't stand up now, she would never meet him again in this life.

So she bit her fingertip, walked out of the crowd, and dripped her blood into the Holy Grail.

That night, she put on her ill-fitting wedding dress and made a blood pact with him in the presence of the entire clan.

And the man who didn't even remember her name became her husband from then on.

For three years, she carefully guarded this blood contract.

They treated each other with respect, but there was always a thick layer of indifference between them.

Until a month ago, Su Qiyao returned.

Blair looked at the man who was wavering, conflicted, and hesitant between her and Su Qiyao, and finally understood:

It's time to end this ridiculous dream of mine.

Blair was pushed into the temple's healing room by the sudden backlash.

Her blood vessels burst, and crimson continued to flow from the corners of her lips. The waitress frantically dialed the crystal voice transmitter again and again.

Finally, the call connected. Cyril 's voice was low and impatient.

"A mere disturbance of blood and breath, why panic? Vera just fell asleep. Can you afford to wake her? I have other priorities."

The voice transmission suddenly stopped, and when I called again, it was completely silent.

The maids looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to help but whisper, "How could a master put his nephew's rest above the life of a blood-bound person... How absurd."

Blair felt a chill in her stomach.

She suddenly remembered the young man who had sworn to protect her in front of his tribe members. Now the oath had become a joke.

When she woke up again, she was being forcibly injected with the blood of a foreign race and her face was pale.

Cyril pushed the door open, his eyes filled with worry. " Blair , how could you be so weak?"

She closed her eyes and said nothing more.

Cyril angrily scolded the healing maid: "After such a mistake, no one will escape alive! If anything happens to her, your entire clan will pay with their lives!"

The waitress trembled as she defended herself, mentioning the voice transmission yesterday.

Cyril was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickering, and he turned to Blair : " Blair , at that time I thought...it wouldn't be that serious."

She said softly, "No need to say more, I understand. After all, you care about someone else."

He was stunned for a moment, then reached out to hug her: "You are always so tolerant... Vera is the only heir to the Zhou family, and I have the responsibility on my shoulders. Your understanding will make the whole family grateful to you."

Soon, Una came over with a bowl of steaming hot soup and smiled gently, " Blair , you've lost a lot of energy and blood. I made this soup myself. Drink it and you'll recover faster."

When she bent down, the faint traces of blood between her collars were clearly exposed.

Blair's chest tightened, as if her heart was being squeezed.

When she opened the soup bowl, she was overwhelmed by the bitter smell and couldn't help vomiting.

Una's expression froze, and then she said with a look of grievance that seemed to be about to cry: "Is it because my craftsmanship is poor, or do you despise my kindness?" She raised her arm, revealing the marks of burns.

Cyril frowned, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction. " Blair , Una meant well. Why are you reacting like that? She got up before dawn just for you."

Blair looked him straight in the eye and said coldly, "How do you know when she gets up?"

Cyril's eyes darkened, and his voice paused slightly: "Of course someone told me. Do you doubt me?"

This wasn't the time to tear it apart. She turned away and said calmly, "I never drink bitter melon."

Cyril was stunned. Una cried softly, "I'm reckless and always make mistakes. In that case, Vera and I will leave together so as not to be an eyesore."

She was about to turn around when Cyril subconsciously reached out to stop her.

The temple door was suddenly pushed open, and the priest rushed in in a panic: "Young Master, the baby's blood is unstable, and he must be treated immediately!"

Blair's heart suddenly fluttered, and she struggled to get up.

Cyril 's expression was stern. "Drink this soup first, and I'll take you there. Blair , don't push me."

At that moment, she understood that he was making a naked threat.

The bitterness poured into her throat, and she felt her internal organs churning.

Before she calmed down, Una gently tugged at Cyril's sleeve and said in a delicate voice, " Cyril , my wound hurts... Can you accompany me to apply the medicine?"

Cyril glanced at Blair , his eyes dark and unreadable: " Blair , my daughter is protected by the priests, nothing will happen to her. Wait until I come back."

After saying that, he turned and left without hesitation.

Blair looked at the indifferent figure and tears burst out.

She stayed awake all night, guarding the door of the Infant Nursing Palace alone.

As dawn was about to break, her heart was dead as ashes. She stroked an obsidian crystal with her fingertips and dialed a series of familiar marks.

"We were enemies in the past, and our hatred ran deep. Now, are you willing to join me in this conspiracy?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the crystal, and then a low laugh came out: " Blair , are you asking for trouble?"

She closed her eyes, her voice trembling slightly: "If you don't want to, then I will degenerate."

The person on the other end laughed softly, his voice cold and charming: "Since you beg me, how can I refuse? After all, I have been waiting for this day."

Three days after being discharged from the hospital, Blair returned to the castle.

Her daughter, whose bloodline was not yet stable, remained in the crystal cabinet of the temple. She looked forward to seeing the nursery she had prepared for her daughter.

However, the moment I pushed the door open, my heart suddenly tightened.

The cradle, originally carved from bloodwood, creaked underfoot as Vera bounced back and forth in her boots. The bags of baby clothes she'd prepared for her daughter lay in the corner, gathering dust. The entire room was filled with Vera 's toys; it had become his world.

Blair's voice was cold: "Come down."

Vera curled her lips, her eyes full of defiance: "Why? If you get any more aggressive, I'll tell Lord Cyril and have him kick you out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he burst into tears, and his crying shook the candlelight.

Soon, Cyril and Una hurried over.

Vera threw herself into his arms, crying breathlessly, "Father!"

Cyril's expression froze. He looked at Blair and tried to explain, " Blair , don't get me wrong. Vera is just...too attached to my brother. He was confused because we look alike."

Blair interrupted him, "Since he's adopted, it's perfectly fine for him to call you dad. But this is my daughter's room. Why is it in this state?"

Una stepped forward first, smiling softly, "It's all my fault for neglecting Vera's upbringing . Don't be angry, sister-in-law. I will punish him."

She turned around and pretended to scold: "Why don't you vacate the room quickly? This is my sister's. She will be the mistress of this castle in the future."

Vera cried even harder, her cry echoing throughout the hall.