He brandished the dagger in his hand twice in the air, and finally tossed it to one of the vampires, saying, "Look, I don't have any silverware in my hand right now."
"We need to search you."
"Okay." Gu Yunzhou replied indifferently.
The vampires looked at each other, one of them stepped forward, while another hunched over, ready to subdue Gu Yunzhou at any moment. However, Gu Yunzhou calmly allowed them to finish searching him.
That's strange. Could this person have been possessed?
However, they also knew that they couldn't defeat Gu Yunzhou if he forced his way in. It would be best if the two sides could communicate amicably. The vampires made way for him, saying, "The butler and the king should be at the restaurant now."
Gu Yunzhou nodded.
During his time disguised as a blood slave, he had thoroughly familiarized himself with the terrain. Without needing a vampire to lead the way, he walked towards the restaurant with one hand in his pocket.
*
A blood slave was standing in front of Ji Zhaoming.
She looked very weak, and although she was terrified, she still managed to give him a smile.
Gu He stood to the side, holding a plate with a delicate little knife on it.
Ji Zhaoming wasn't a true vampire, and with his reason intact, he naturally wouldn't want to drink blood. He shook his head and said, "No need, I'm not hungry yet."
Gu He frowned.
His king has just woken up, how could he not be hungry? There is only one possible reason why he would refuse.
Gu He asked, "Do you still prefer Gu Yunzhou?"
Ji Zhaoming: "Cough cough cough."
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Chapter 66
<Only one point allowed>
Ji Zhaoming almost choked on his own saliva and coughed heavily a few times. Gu He quickly patted Ji Zhaoming's back to help him catch his breath.
"You remember?" Ji Zhaoming asked in surprise.
Although it was a bit blunt, Ji Zhaoming's cheeks flushed slightly, but the excitement of learning that Gu He had memories far outweighed this feeling of shyness.
But if Gu He has memories, why can't Gu Yunzhou remember them?
"Huh? What do you remember?" Gu He paused for a moment, then replied, "Didn't Wang Mo see him before he fell asleep? That can't be right, how old would he be? Blood Hunters don't live that long, do they?"
Knowing that Gu He had made a mistake, Ji Zhaoming quickly waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, I am just..."
His vision went black, and he saw Gu He's figure multiply into several, swaying back and forth in front of him.
Bang.
Ji Zhaoming gripped the corner of the table tightly, sweat pouring down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and shook his head violently, trying to dispel the feeling.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Gu He quickly placed the plate in his hand on the table and knelt down in front of Ji Zhaoming. He was already much taller than Ji Zhaoming, so even though he was kneeling down in front of him, he could still see Ji Zhaoming's pale face.
Gu He patted Ji Zhaoming's back with one hand and pulled Ji Zhaoming's hand with the other, placing it on his pulse.
Although they are vampires, they still retain some human characteristics.
"Gu... Gu He," Ji Zhaoming called out softly.
Gu He: "I'm here, Your Majesty. How are you?"
Ji Zhaoming certainly didn't feel good.
It felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, as if a little more force would burst it in his chest. Veins bulged on Ji Zhaoming's forehead as he let out a deep breath.
"I……"
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the side.
Gu He's eyes widened: "King?!"
Before Ji Zhaoming lost consciousness, he saw Gu Yunzhou's figure approaching him.
Ji Zhaoming raised his hand, trying to shake hands with Gu Yunzhou, but before Gu Yunzhou could run over, he fell into a deep sleep.
*
When Ji Zhaoming woke up again, the scene was exactly the same as when he first woke up: he was locked in a coffin.
A thought suddenly popped into my head: Could it be that he died and the system reset the scene for him?
I didn't expect the system to have this function.
【no.】
The system's voice suddenly appeared in Ji Zhaoming's mind. Although it was just a system, the voice sounded a little aggrieved, making Ji Zhaoming wonder if he was perceiving it incorrectly.
The system stated: "Wang Cai will not die."
His resolute words didn't sound like rules, but rather like an obsession, an attempt to use the firmest words to sever the fact that Ji Zhaoming was absolutely impossible and would not die.
Ji Zhaoming asked, "Then where is this place?"
The system did not respond further.
However, since he neither died nor had a second chance, it means that someone sent him back.
Practice makes perfect. Although it sounds strange, Ji Zhaoming was already able to calmly open his own coffin.
Fresh air rushed into the coffin as the lid was opened. Ji Zhaoming looked out at the scene, which was still pitch black. The curtains were tightly drawn over the windows, making it impossible for Ji Zhaoming to tell whether it was day or night.
Ji Zhaoming called out, "Gu He?"
"Your Majesty, I'm here." Gu He had been worried sick, fearing that something might have happened to Ji Zhaoming. Hearing the voice, he quickly walked to Ji Zhaoming's side. Seeing that Ji Zhaoming's complexion was a little better than before, he said, "It's good that Your Majesty is alright."
Ji Zhaoming's head was still a little dizzy: "What happened to me earlier?"
Gu He got angry at the mention of this and glanced back with an unfriendly expression.
Gu Yunzhou stood behind him, motionless like a puppet, his gaze following Ji Zhaoming's every move.
Gu He lowered his voice and whispered, "Your Highness, you're not allowed to be picky about food next time, otherwise... never mind, it doesn't matter if you're picky."
Anyway, with so many vampires, even without Gu Yunzhou, they can still find fresh and delicious food for the king.
Ji Zhaoming blinked quickly: "Picky eater?"
“Yes,” Gu He said. “The king has just woken up and it’s time for things to get done. It’s all our fault for not preparing food for the king.”
"I... fainted from hunger?" Ji Zhaoming asked incredulously.
When Wang Gang woke up, he didn't understand anything. Gu He wasn't surprised by this. Of course, it wasn't Wang's fault. Gu He said, "No, it's because Wang's body didn't have enough energy. He fell asleep in order to maintain the remaining energy."
To avoid embarrassing Wang, Gu He deliberately used the word "sleep," but that didn't change the fact that Ji Zhaoming had indeed fainted from hunger.
Ji Zhaoming covered his forehead with his hand, finally feeling the trouble that came with this identity.
Starving isn't a solution, but if Ji Zhaoming were to actually drink his blood, he simply couldn't do it while still conscious.
Seeing that Ji Zhaoming remained silent, Gu He seemed to have figured something out and tentatively asked, "Does Your Majesty not want to drink other people's blood?"
Ji Zhaoming nodded quickly.
Gu He gritted his teeth: "Where did Gu Yunzhou get this honor that makes the King treat him like this..."
Ji Zhaoming: ?
How did this get involved with Gu Yunzhou? He looked at Gu Yunzhou, only to find that Gu Yunzhou was also looking at him, his eyes full of surprise. When their eyes met, Gu Yunzhou turned his face away, only the tips of his ears were slightly red.
Because vampire princes are more powerful than other vampires, they need a lot of food, and they are very picky about their food, so vampires often have to keep a lot of blood slaves on hand.
When a vampire prince stops drinking blood for someone, it means he is willing to give up his abilities for that person.
How could an ordinary person satisfy the vampire prince's dietary desires? This basically means that the vampire prince is even willing to fall into a permanent slumber.
What's the difference between this and taking your own life?
Unfortunately, Ji Zhaoming was not a local and couldn't figure out the logic behind it no matter how hard he tried.
Gu He didn't want to continue the conversation and quickly changed the subject: "If Your Majesty is unwilling, the kitchen also has some human food available. Although it's not as direct as obtaining energy from blood, however..."
However, since the king didn't want to be a vampire slave, he had no choice but to make do for now.
Ji Zhaoming's eyes lit up: "Then I'll trouble you."
Gu He blushed and said, "No, no trouble at all. Your Majesty, there's no need to thank me. Please wait here for a moment, I'll be right back."
With a whoosh, the person ran away.
After Gu He left the room, Gu Yunzhou finally spoke: "Aren't you tired of standing all the time?"
After Ji Zhaoming stood up from the coffin, he didn't even think about finding a place to sit. He was even a little reserved, looking like a little baby that had just been born from an egg, timid and afraid to move unless someone told him to.
But Ji Zhaoming is not a cub; he is a prince of the vampire clan, the supreme representative of the vampire clan.
Thinking this to himself, Gu Yunzhou still asked aloud, "Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"
Ji Zhaoming shook his head: "When?"
The entire castle was completely sealed off. Gu Yunzhou estimated the time: "It's 10 a.m., right? You've been sleeping all day."
Ji Zhaoming walked to the window, stretched out a finger, and slowly parted the curtains.
The morning sun was at its brightest at 10 a.m., and with the darkness gone, the light streamed into the room, scorching Ji Zhaoming's skin.
"Still looking?"
Ji Zhaoming had only glanced at it a few times when the curtains were drawn back. Looking up, he saw Gu Yunzhou walk to his side, pull the curtains back down, and block Ji Zhaoming's view with both hands, also blocking out the sunlight.
Ji Zhaoming grunted, "Let me check the sun."
Gu Yunzhou scoffed, "Just woke up from a deep sleep, your abilities haven't recovered yet, and you're already looking at the sun? Doesn't it hurt?"
Reminded by Gu Yunzhou, Ji Zhaoming gasped and saw that there looked like a burn on his skin. However, in the blink of an eye, the burn healed quickly, leaving only a shallow mark.
His wrist was immediately grasped in someone's hand. Gu Yunzhou's body temperature was a little cooler than that of a normal person, but this was just right for a vampire.
Gu Yunzhou repeatedly rubbed Ji Zhaoming's wound with his fingertips, the icy temperature causing Ji Zhaoming to squint.
Ji Zhaoming muttered under his breath, "It's not like I don't want to regain my abilities."