"Mom, it's time for breakfast. Taste the blood porridge I made." Bai Xuan walked into the room with a pot of blood porridge, smiling.

"It's her again!" Iris looked at the blood porridge and said weakly.

"It's not Grandma who made it, Bai Xuan made it herself. Mom, hurry and eat while it's hot." Bai Xuan placed the porridge on the table, scooped a bowl, and prepared to feed Iris.

"Did I say it was made by Liliya? Bai Xuan, you can take the porridge away." Iris looked at Bai Xuan and said.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuan put the spoon aside and sat on the edge of the bed, looking like a spoiled child.

"Mom, I really made it, believe me. Smell it, it smells great." Bai Xuan sniffed the aroma of the porridge while saying. After all, Bai Xuan didn't eat this kind of thing, being a snake and a carnivorous creature.

"Take it away! Don't give me anything made by her." Iris frowned and said, showing a disgusted expression.

"Mom~please have some." Bai Xuan held the porridge, sat on the edge of the bed, and acted spoiled.

"I won't eat! I won't eat anything made by her!" Iris impatiently said.

"Okay, Mom." Bai Xuan said, obediently moving the bowl aside.

"If you ever cook in the future, you must do it in front of me, otherwise, I will always think Liliya made it." Iris stared into Bai Xuan's eyes and said.

"Okay, Mom." Bai Xuan helplessly replied.

She slowly unbuttoned her collar, revealing her fair skin and beautiful clavicle, and brought her neck close to Iris. "Mom, please have it."

Iris opened her fangs and pierced Bai Xuan's tender neck, drinking her blood.

The hot blood flowed into her throat, making Iris hum in comfort. Then, she slowly loosened her mouth, licked her lips, and licked away the redness at the corners of her mouth.

"Ah~" Bai Xuan pretended to scream in pain. "Mom, Bai Xuan is in pain. Please comfort me."

Iris glanced at Bai Xuan, realizing that this snake was getting better at acting. The first few times she drank blood, Iris really thought she was causing Bai Xuan a lot of pain.

She didn't expect this little brat to actually deceive her and pretend to be in distress. She was really annoying!

"Hehehe~ Mom is so cute~" Seeing Iris getting angry, Bai Xuan couldn't help but smirk.

"Get out! Don't talk about cute or not! Get out of my room before you pollute my ears." Iris roared in anger.

"I know, I know~" Bai Xuan stood up and quickly ran out of the room.

"What an annoying ghost." Iris muttered as she saw Bai Xuan leave.

...

"Grandma, Mom won't eat the food you make for her. All the food must be made in front of her, and the blood must be mine, otherwise, she will always think it's made by you." Bai Xuan said seriously.

"Sigh~" Hearing Bai Xuan's words, Liliya sighed helplessly.

"You should rest first. I want to check on Iris again." Liliya looked at Bai Xuan and said.

Bai Xuan nodded upon hearing this, turned around, and went to find Bai Yin.

Through a small crack, Liliya looked at Iris in the room, her eyes filled with affection. She was delighted to see Iris's hands gradually becoming active again.

Liliya really wanted to go into the room to see Iris, touch her cheek, hug her, and say sorry to her. If it weren't for her mistake, Iris wouldn't have ended up like this.

But Liliya couldn't do it because she was afraid that once she entered the room, Iris would resist even more, turning herself into a bloody mess. That was what she didn't want to see.

Liliya didn't know how long she had been watching at the window when suddenly violent coughing came from inside the room. Liliya immediately pushed open the door and walked into the room.

"What's wrong with you? You're coughing so badly, are you sick?" Liliya asked anxiously.

"Get out, get out quickly. I don't want to see you!" Iris didn't even look at Liliya and coldly rebuked.

Seeing Iris like this, Liliya's guilt became even deeper.

Liliya slowly approached Iris, reaching out her fair hand to touch Iris's face.

"Get away from me, don't touch me." Iris looked at Liliya with disgust, slapped Liliya's hand away, and said with disgust.

Iris's movement was too violent and aggravated her wounds. It hurt so much that she almost screamed out. She bit her lip tightly and prevented herself from making a sound.

Iris covered her wound, casting a disgusted look at Lilia. Lilia, seeing Iris clutching her wound, tears welled up in her eyes. The guilt-ridden tears dropped onto Iris's hand, moistening it with warmth.

She looked at the tears on her hand, momentarily stunned, then retracted it, ignoring Lilia, and closed her eyes to rest. Lilia, witnessing Iris's sorrowful and self-blaming expression, lowered her head slowly, unable to continue looking at her.

Lilia slowly exited the room and walked into the courtyard. She let out a sigh and turned back towards her own room. Iris lied on the bed and opened her eyes, "That Lilia has been secretly lurking outside my door, watching me. I was choked by my own saliva, coughed a few times, and she immediately rushed over, asking with apparent concern if I was alright."

"Humph, when she subjected me to torture in the past, she didn't show an ounce of mercy. She wanted nothing more than to tear my tendons and skin off, threatening to cut off a limb from my body every day. Now she pretends to be caring, it's truly nauseating!" Iris coldly snorted in her heart.

Iris looked at her wounds. Although they had already scarred, they still throbbed slightly. Over two months, Iris felt that her wounds were healing much slower than before. Though she wasn't sure why, she suspected it had something to do with the collar around her neck. The collar seemed to possess some prohibition, making it impossible for her to remove it. It was probably Lilia who put it on her, and unless she gave permission, she would never be able to take it off.

"False affection, pretending to be a caring mother!" Iris sarcastically remarked, her eyes flickering with intense coldness.

Iris slowly sat up, trying to see if she could walk. When she stabilized herself, a sharp pain shot through her thighs, causing her to suck in a breath of cold air. She endured the pain and took a few steps, only to return to the bed again.

"Hiss... still unable to walk, but at least my hands can move slightly. I wonder when I can leave this place." Iris looked up at the ceiling, muttering to herself.

...

"Hello, I am the genius angel Jilu Cold. Queen of the Blood, can you help me remove the blood servant marks on my body?" Jilu Cold entered Lilia's bedroom, respectfully speaking to her.

"Alright," Lilia responded indifferently. After all, they were former colleagues before Ranzhou's reign. Lilia couldn't bear to refuse her request, so she agreed.

Jilu Cold lifted her clothes to reveal the blood servant marks on her abdomen. Lilia frowned as she looked at them, placing her hand on Jilu Cold's belly and attempting to remove the marks. A red aura radiated from Lilia's palm, covering the blood servant marks. Despite her efforts, she couldn't dispel the marks.

"I cannot remove it. The blood on the marks is no longer pure royal blood, so the only way to remove it is to find the person who imprinted it on you," Lilia explained helplessly.

"What? But you are Iris's mother, how come you can't break the marks on me?" Jilu Cold looked at Lilia in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Lilia couldn't break the marks Iris had placed on her.

"At that time, Iris's bloodline was not purely of the royal vampire lineage. That's why I can't help you remove the marks," Lilia explained.

"So, I have to ask Iris to help me remove them?" Jilu Cold looked at Lilia anxiously.

"Yes," Lilia nodded, indicating her agreement.

"As her mother, can you talk to Iris for me and ask her to remove the blood servant marks?" Jilu Cold pleaded.

"Iris now resents me deeply. She won't listen to me," Lilia shrugged, indicating that she couldn't speak to Iris.

Upon hearing Lilia's words, Jilu Cold's eyes dimmed, her expression crestfallen. "But..."

"But what?" Jilu Cold quickly raised her head, looking at Lilia with hope.

"You can go find Baijuan. Ask her to speak on your behalf. After all, only Baijuan can get through to Iris. Other people, she simply ignores," Lilia suggested.

"Alright, thank you, Your Majesty." Jilu Cold quickly expressed her gratitude.

"No problem," Lilia waved her hand, sitting on a chair, contemplating how to mend her strained relationship with Iris.