Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

On her fifteenth birthday, little girl Mia has reached the age of awakening.

But for some reason, whether it was due to long-term hunger, Mia did not grow wings on her fifteenth birthday, and she had no intention of eating blood.

On this day, Prince Rusfan wanted to hold a grand banquet for her, but little girl Mia refused.

Because...she failed to awaken at all.

It is clear that pure noble blood flows in his body, but he is unusually unable to transform into a real vampire.

This made little girl Mia very disappointed.

She had been looking forward to this day for a long time, but she got this result.

She ran out of the attic aggrievedly, huddled in a corner, and silently pulled weeds.

Many of the vampires coming and going were discussing this matter.

Although it was unexpected, no one dared to discuss it loudly, as if they were afraid of being heard.

Poor Mia was dejected. It wasn't until all the grass on the ground was pulled out that she stood up in depression and kicked the corner of the wall.

She has grown into a fifteen-year-old girl, with a slim and graceful figure, and her beautiful face is becoming more and more gorgeous, red and soft, like rose petals stained with dew.

She kicked the corner depressedly and said nothing.

Quietly, and then heard the voice of Princess Nissa.

Delicate and moving, like a crisp lark.

Princess Nesa saw that noble and elegant figure from a distance, and couldn't help but lift up her skirt. Regardless of the princess's demeanor, she trotted forward and called him.

"Dear Mr. Drahera, good evening."

The pretty and lovely Princess Nessa nervously grabbed the hem of her skirt and saluted the person in front of her.

The person in front of him had an extremely handsome and pale face, and a noble and elegant figure like a walking god. His movements were gentle and elegant with a touch of alienation.

His fingers were cold and glowed an abnormally transparent white under the night.

A pair of dark and deep eyes, the mood is always light, but when he smiles, he looks extremely deep and gentle.

The noble and elegant gentleman held a goose down and pure white shawl in his hand.

Clean and folded, he walked past Princess Nyssa with a smile on his face and his eyes fixed on his face.

Completely ignored, without even a moment's pause.

"..." Princess Nesa bit her lip, turned around and looked at his leaving back, clenching her fingers tightly.

The maid who followed her did not dare to say a word, lowered her head, and pretended not to notice.

Mr. De La Hera had already left the corridor and disappeared.

Princess Nyssa stamped her feet in annoyance.

"Why is he just ignoring me??!"

Such indignity and humiliation made her lose face even more, and she really wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

The maid could only comfort her: "Your Highness, please don't mind. It's probably because Mr. Drahera has something important to do, so he left in a hurry and didn't notice you."

The maid was kind enough to find her a place to go down the stairs.

This is the only way to explain it, otherwise, could it be because Mr. Drahera didn't want to pay attention to her?

Princess Nessa barely suppressed her anger and turned around to leave.

It looked like he was going to cry to Prince Rusfan again.

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In the corner, Mia watched quietly without making a sound.

Because she was far away, she could only vaguely hear Princess Nissa's voice and see her actions.