My mother-in-law came over following the sound, her expression gloomy. "What are you arguing about? Blair , you're bullying my eldest grandson on your first day back home? If you hadn't killed my eldest son back then, how would you have gotten your footing now?"

Blair 's heart trembled. She had just married Cyril the year her eldest brother died of depression . Her mother-in-law always blamed her for it.

The mother-in-law said coldly, "Just because you gave birth to a girl, you want to drive away the male heir of the Zhou family? You are dreaming! This castle has nothing to do with you and your daughter anymore."

She pushed Blair aside and held Vera in her arms.

Cyril frowned. " Blair , why are you mad at a child? It's just a nursery."

After saying that, he followed Una and her mother-in-law to take the crying Vera away .

Blair stood there, and the candlelight in the room grew cold.

Late at night, Cyril pushed the door open and walked in.

He hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the side of her neck, and whispered, " Blair , don't blame me anymore. My daughter is too young to remember these things. When she grows up, I will give her better things. Please give way for a while and don't make things difficult for me."

He still had the faint scent of Una's usual scent on him.

Blair felt disgusted and pushed him away, saying coldly, "Whatever."

Cyril 's eyes moved, thinking she had compromised, and was about to lean over.

"Squeak"

The door was pushed open.

Vera hugged the blood-red doll, tears welling up in her eyes. "As soon as my aunt came back, my father stopped accompanying me. Aunt, please give my father back to me, okay? I will return the room to my sister."

Cyril looked apologetically at Blair .

She knew in her heart that the meaning was obvious.

Blair smiled faintly and nodded.

Cyril kissed her forehead, then picked up Vera and went to the nursery that originally belonged to his daughter.

The door was half-open.

Soon, a servant's low voice came from the corridor:

"The Madam has gone home, why is the Master still accompanying the Young Master?"

"Shh, didn't you see Una followed in? I caught them having a secret meeting long before the Young Master was born."

A gasp was heard: "Then...whose blood is the young master?"

Blair's fingertips trembled, but she still recorded everything and sent it to the ally far away in the domain.

She whispered, "Help me change my identity."

A soft chuckle came from the other end of the crystal, low and hoarse: " Blair , are you finally willing to give up? If your daughter needs a father, why not let me teach her the power of blood."

She interrupted coldly: "Do you want the power of the Zhou family?"

The other party's voice was low and charming: "If you dare to hand over the knife, how can I let go of the opportunity."

As the sky was getting light, Cyril returned exhausted, with black eyes.

He lay down and murmured, "I hope my daughter won't be as clingy to me as Vera is. Otherwise, I can't stand it."

Blair stared at him with a cold gaze, and slowly uttered two words from the corner of her lips:

"Never."

The night was dark, and outside the castle, black fog was rolling.

Blair , alone, holding an umbrella, stepped into the deserted vampire temple. It was an altar abandoned hundreds of years ago, the eternal flame long since extinguished, and only the bloodstains on the stone walls still flickered faintly.

She lit an obsidian, and the cold light illuminated the front.

Soon, a figure emerged from the hall.

The man wore a ragged robe, his eyes crimson as fire, and a faint smile curled his lips. Blair's heart suddenly tightened at the feeling of oppression.

" Blair ."

His voice was low and cold, "I didn't expect you to come."

Blair stood still, her eyes cold. "I need a new identity, and I also need a knife that can pierce Cyril ."

The man narrowed his eyes and slowly walked around her, examining her like a treasure. "How ridiculous! Back then, you willingly bowed your head and became a replacement bride, yet now you're tearing it all apart with your own hands. Blair , you're even bolder than I thought."

Blair's lips curled up, but her smile was faint. "He was the first one to make me understand that the oath was just a vampire game."

The man chuckled softly, "What a cruel woman. But what gives you the right to negotiate with me? What can you give me?"

Blair tapped her fingertips, and blood flashed. She pulled out a crystal and slowly activated the conversation she had recorded last night.

The servants' whispers echoed in the hall:

" Una has been entangled with the young master since before Vera was born... Whose bloodline does the young master have?"

The man's eyes suddenly lit up with interest, and his smile deepened. "This is truly a wonderful gift. If this were to get out, the Zhou family would be humiliated."

Blair looked him straight in the eye. "I want more than just rumors."

The man stopped and approached her, his voice low and hoarse: "Do you want to destroy him, or... make him suffer so much that he wants to die for you?"

Blair's eyes were cold, and the corners of her lips curved into a resolute arc: "I don't want him to die. I want him to never escape regret."

The air froze in an instant.

The man laughed, his voice echoing in the empty hall. "Great! Blair , you're funnier than I thought. In that case, from tonight on, we're allies."

He stretched out his hand, his palm glowing with a faint red light.

Blair reached out her hand without hesitation, pressing her palm against his. Amidst the swirling blood mist, the alliance was sealed.

Black fog enveloped the two of them.

From then on, she was no longer the passive and tolerant Mrs. Zhou.

But, the person holding the knife.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated when news came from the temple that the baby girl's blood pressure had stabilized and she could be taken back to the castle.

Blair's heart tightened, and she didn't bother to wait for Cyril to return from the foreign land meeting. She hurriedly packed her bags and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, just as she reached the palace door, Una leaned against the door frame, blocking her way.

Blair's eyes were like blades: "Get out of the way."

Una smiled slowly, a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her eyes. " Blair , I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet. From now on, that child will be registered in my name. Cyril has promised me to take care of her so that she won't interfere with Vera 's succession."

Blair shuddered, her eyes suddenly cold and stern: "Ridiculous!"

Una pursed her lips, her smile widening. "Why deceive yourself? The moment you left your blood mark on the blood pact dossier, you gave up your right to choose. You thought you could protect her? You might as well have delivered her to me with your own hands."

Blair's fingertips trembled slightly.

Una leaned closer, her voice as low as a venomous snake's tongue. "Do you want to know the truth about your second near-death experience? It wasn't fate, but my whisper: ' How will Vera cope if she bears another boy?'" Cyril nodded immediately and instructed the priests to prepare to sever your reproductive line.

Blair's heart pounded, and the color drained from her face.

She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Una hard in the face.

Una sneered, her lips curled in a cold smile, and uttered even crueler words: "You don't know yet, do you? Vera is not an orphan, but your husband's biological child."

Before she finished her words, she suddenly screamed, her body swayed, and she fell over the stone railing.

At this moment, Cyril came quickly, flashed by, and held her tightly in his arms.

His eyes were cold as he turned to look at Blair , filled with anger: "This is a high tower! If she falls, her soul will be shattered. Blair , how can you be so cruel!"

Blair sneered: "You know best what she said."

Una, however, was already crying, her voice trembling. "I was reckless. I just thought that if I could take care of the baby girl for Blair , it might relieve her of some of the burden. Maybe she'd appreciate my hard work and love Vera more . It was my impatience that upset her."

Vera heard the sound and rushed over crying, "I don't want her! She's not my mother! She hates me!"

Cyril 's expression was cold, his voice as hard as steel. " Blair , you are too cruel. If you don't admit your mistake immediately, I will give the baby girl to Una to raise once she's brought back to the castle!"

Blair's chest heaved as she stared at him, her lips set in a tight line, but she said nothing.

Una turned her eyes and winked at Vera secretly.

Vera immediately roared, slamming her forehead into Blair 's stomach, shouting at the top of her lungs, "You evil woman! I'll drain your blood and avenge my mother!"

Blair felt a sharp pain in her chest and nearly fell down. Just as she was about to push him away, she suddenly felt a burning pain on her cheek . Cyril had already raised his hand and slapped her.

"No one can touch Vera !"

The mother-in-law came over and scolded Blair coldly, reaching out and pushing her to the ground: "You can't give birth to a son yourself, and you dare to harm my eldest grandson? How vicious!"

Blair felt a sharp pain in her ankle and fell to the ground. When she looked up, she saw Cyril holding Una in his arms , striding away without looking back.

My mother-in-law also came down with Vera in her arms.

She was the only lonely figure left in the entire castle.

She suppressed her pain, packed her bags, and quietly left the castle.

The night was dark and black fog was swirling outside the temple.

She took the baby from the crystal cabinet and walked to the door of the palace, and saw Kyle driving a carriage with black bone horses.

He leaned against the shaft of the cart, a sneer on his lips: " Blair , you were the one who insisted on marrying him. Now that you're leaving, do you regret it?"

Blair lowered her eyes, looked at her sleeping daughter in her arms, tears welling up in her eyes, and nodded slowly.

Kyle held the reins in one hand and tossed over a dossier of documents with the other: "If you're willing to lend me the Yun Clan's resources, I'll send you and your daughter away."

At noon, a message appeared on the crystal wall of the ancient castle temple:

"At dawn today, a night airship bound for the outer regions was destroyed in a bloody storm. The list of victims: ... Blair ."

Cyril stood there in a daze, his pupils suddenly contracted and his eyes turned blood red in an instant.