Chapter 13
Hughes's cousin is...
Is it the villain Hans?
Xia Qian paused in her steps.
Hughes only has one cousin.
Xia Qian couldn't help but recall the man's face from earlier. His every move, even his skin color, seemed to match the person in the book.
She slowly recalled the descriptions in the book.
He was tall and slender, seemingly as tall as Hughes. His skin was slightly dark, with a bronze hue, and beneath his finely cut, short hair were a pair of sharp eyes. There was also a scar between his eyebrows, the origin of which was unknown.
When he raised his eyebrows, the scar that crossed his eyebrow became even more noticeable.
If Hughes is the first in line to the throne, the impeccable Crown Prince in everyone's eyes, then Hughes's cousin is the Crown Prince's successor, the legendary second in line to the throne.
Moving on to the next level, it's unclear which of Hughes' relatives the third in line to the throne is.
As for Hughes's brother, he had no right to inherit.
He has no spiritual power.
It may be hard to believe, but Hughes's brother was indeed an ordinary person. What was worse than her, the little slave, was that Hughes's brother was also in poor health.
"Your Highness."
A respectful voice rang out in the quiet corridor. Xia Qian looked in the direction of the voice and found a figure that had appeared out of nowhere. The person was kneeling on one knee and bowing respectfully.
Hughes seemed completely unsurprised by the appearance of the man in black.
The reaction was lukewarm.
But that's precisely what makes it frightening.
"Which elder gave you this information?"
"Elder Zuo."
Hughes narrowed his long, narrow eyes dangerously.
Unlike his cousin Dillow, Hughes and Hans were natural enemies, disliking each other and finding fault with one another.
Every time they met, they inevitably started fighting.
Hans loathed Hughes even more, and he would snatch anything that belonged to Hughes, no matter what it was, and mark it with his own.
In the book, the female protagonist was just attending a banquet with Hughes as a youth representative, along with many other noble youths from the United Kingdom. However, just because she was standing next to Hughes, Hans assumed that the saintess was Hughes's woman and began to plot to rape her.
Of course, it didn't succeed in the end.
But this did not stop many readers from being disgusted; Hans was a lunatic!
Xia Qian still remembers when Hans first appeared, the author Xiao Yaoyao sent her this chapter update and asked for her comments. Xia Qian remembers that after reading the update, she was stunned for a long time because Hans's behavior was really hard for her to understand.
From a professional editor's perspective, Xia Qian advised, "You can't write a character who has absolutely no sense of logic in their actions."
Because the female lead was standing next to Hughes, everyone said that the saintess and the crown prince of the empire were a good match. Hans became jealous and thought that the two of them were a couple. Then, the next second, he summoned his subordinates and began to plot his plan to force himself on the female lead.
Xia Qian was speechless when she thought about it.
"A villain who acts without any sense of logic, even if he is a villainous cannon fodder specifically designed to highlight the protagonist, will only make him seem like an idiot if written like this."
However, think back to the scene of Hans kicking someone just now.
Xia Qian swallowed hard. Even if she had a hundred lives, she wouldn't dare call Hans an idiot.
What kind of logical sense does Hans need?
He's so violent, who would bother to question his logic? You're lucky if you can even save your own life in front of him!
Who would dare to mutter that he's an idiot behind his back?
Except for Hughes.
Xia Qian raised her eyes, secretly glancing at the profile of the boy beside her. She saw that his expression was as calm as ever, showing little surprise or particular feeling about Hans's arrival.
No one can be as indifferent as Hughes.
He seems to have a naturally weak emotional sensitivity; he's indifferent to everything and can't muster any emotions.
"I have already sent people to keep a close eye on the Third Prince."
"unnecessary."
They tried to keep an eye on Hans, but they gained nothing and were no match for him. Instead, they were beaten black and blue by Hans.
He seemed to have his own ideas: "Bring them back."
A flicker of doubt crossed the man in black's eyes, but he chose not to ask anything and respectfully nodded, "Yes."
Let's go.
As soon as he finished speaking, Hughes took the little hand beside him and started walking.
"Hughes".
Xia Qian's black jade-like pupils reflected the boy's slender back. She suddenly quickened her pace and followed him, puzzled. "Why did you bring him back? I think Hans is in danger."
Wouldn't it be better to have someone keep track of his whereabouts at all times?
Hughes paused, "Because this is not the Empire, my abilities are limited."
Limited capabilities?
What does it mean to have limited ability?
They've all become invincible here on the British Isles, so are they still considered to have limited abilities?
Xia Qian looked at him in confusion, only to see Hughes suddenly look over and say, "When I was six years old, my brother raised a rabbit."
Xia Qian was taken aback and looked at him, not quite understanding.
But he simply stretched out his slender hand, seemingly in no hurry to explain, and instead gently stroked her neck with his fingertips, which was fair and delicate.
Hughes suddenly lowered his eyes. "Hans lost to me back then, and in his anger, he secretly went to the back garden and twisted off the rabbit's head."
"..."
Xia Qian felt a chill on her neck.
Xia Qian swallowed hard, as if she could already see the bloody scene. Just then, Hughes' fingers gently stroked her neck, his fingertips lingering on her neck, forcing Xia Qian to stiffen her body.
She didn't know what Hughes was doing, but she felt his fingertips moving downwards, carefully looking at her neck. Suddenly, he seemed to have found what he was looking for, and his fingertips gently rested on a certain spot on Xia Qian's neck, rubbing it repeatedly with his fingertips.
Xia Qian looked at him, puzzled, and was caught off guard when she met his dark eyes.
But he seemed more interested in her neck.
His narrow eyes swept past Xia Qian's gaze, and he leaned forward, brushing aside Xia Qian's long hair that was scattered on her shoulders, revealing her already slender and fair neck, as well as a delicate collarbone.
His gaze fell there, and his fingertips followed. "Your bloodline is very beautiful."
Xia Qian was taken aback.
“Whether it’s an artery or a vein, it’s very beautiful.” He slowly said, his long fingertips sliding along the vein on her neck. “If it were Hans, he would probably start from here.”
Xia Qian was horrified, her whole body stiffening. "No, don't say anymore!"
When praising someone's beauty, who would compliment the beauty of their veins and arteries?
It sounds terrifying.
Moreover, his fingertips still linger on her veins, their cool touch reminding one of the feel of a knife.
Hughes said that if it were Hans, he would start from here...
Should we start from here and break her neck?
Xia Qian felt pain just thinking about it.
She instinctively wanted to touch her neck, feeling as if her head was about to break off at any moment.
From Hughes's perspective, Xia Qian's face was deathly pale. The little girl seemed to be terrified by him, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.
"I've never had a pet before."
His icy fingers suddenly left her neck, and before Xia Qian could recover, she saw Hughes's long, slender hand brush her long hair, which had fallen behind her back, back over his shoulder, and gently cover her neck.
His hand traced her soft hair upwards, then cupped her face in his hands. "I don't want my first pet's head to break off like this."
"I am not a pet..."
She is clearly a human being.
That's excessive.
But when she met Hughes's eyes, she didn't dare to speak loudly, and even the words she had just uttered were spoken in a low, dissatisfied voice.
Xia Qian couldn't understand Xiu Si, and didn't dare to provoke him easily.
Hans was clearly the villain, but Xia Qian was inexplicably more afraid of Hughes.
He was both righteous and wicked, and much more reserved than Hans. He didn't like to talk, and it was difficult for most people to guess what he was thinking.
Despite being the male protagonist of the book, he always acts like an evil villain—cold, a bit bloody, and he always likes to touch her neck to scare her.
He is a male protagonist who is even more villainous than the villain.
But whenever he touched her head, Xia Qian inexplicably felt that he was the gentlest person.
She seems easy to talk to, but sometimes she can be fiercer than anyone else.
Because of Hans's unexpected visit, Hughes did not take her to the hotel lobby for dinner. He held her hand and walked forward. Xia Qian did not know where he was taking her. She only saw that they passed the hotel reception desk and even walked out of the hotel.
A silver modified car is suspended in mid-air.
This is the car of this era.
Xia Qian turned to look at Hughes in disbelief, "Are you planning to take me to the Desert Temple?"
Before Hughes could reply, Xia Qian got into the car. She was afraid that Hughes would change his mind and leave her at the hotel, especially since Hans was now also at the hotel.
Although Hughes was also fierce, he was still easier to talk to than Hans, at least he didn't physically beat the slaves like Hans did.
The interior of the car was all silver, and the space was fairly spacious, seating eight people. However, there were only the two of them inside, and it was a bit cold. Xia Qian subconsciously moved closer to Hughes, who had sat down next to her.
The atmosphere inside was quiet.
Hughes was not a talkative person, and Xia Qian didn't know what to say. She glanced at Hughes, then quickly looked away, focusing on the road ahead. "Are we heading towards the Desert Temple?"
"Um."
She hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help but tug at Hughes' sleeve and ask, "Is there anything I need to do?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Qian added, "I don't want to hold anyone back..."
In the book, the original owner was always professionally willful and a drag on, not only dragging Hughes down but also causing him a lot of trouble. The original owner's own self-destructive behavior contributed to his downfall.
But Xia Qian didn't want that.
She didn't want to do anything reckless; she still wanted to live.
"If Hans comes to fight you, is there anything I need to do to help you?"
Xia Qian's little face was serious, as if she would exert herself as soon as he spoke.
"I will try my best!" Xia Qian said.
However, Hughes' expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem very enthusiastic.
"Don't you need it?"
Although she had long known that she was a weakling, she still felt very discouraged when faced with this fact. Xia Qian looked up in confusion, "Then what should I do?"
Are you afraid of snakes?
Xia Qian was taken aback, then immediately shrank back, realizing what was happening. "I'm scared."
She didn't understand why he suddenly asked her a question, but Xia Qian subconsciously felt scared. She saw Hughes just looking at her quietly, his eyes filled with a look that Xia Qian couldn't understand.
What is he planning to do?
She was terrified, but he seemed unconcerned, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his tone calm and even, "My divine blood has a certain power; it can repel them."
As long as one senses the aura of his divine blood, not only wild snakes that can be found everywhere in the desert, but even ferocious beasts dare not approach him casually.
He turned around and met Xia Qian's clear, bright eyes.
Although the pupils were black, the eyes were clear and seemed very bright.
Hughes said calmly, "Suck it."
He extended his long, slender index finger, the pad of which was pointing directly at Xia Qian.
Xia Qian swallowed hard, never having felt the world was so hostile towards her. "...Can I not inhale?"
Is the male protagonist's blood from an ordinary person?
He is of divine blood.
Not only does it repel ferocious beasts, but it can also heal any wound, and legend has it that it can even bring the dead back to life.
Drinking it, even just a drop, will cause your superpowers to advance by leaps and bounds.
This is the blood of a god; it can grant all the wishes that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve.
However, it has one drawback.
It can imprison people.
“Xiaxia,”
Xia Qian felt a chill run down her spine. "I... I think I'd better not smoke it."
If you drink divine blood, even just a drop, it will force you to express your loyalty and then create a blood-bonded beast.
No matter where you are, the Blood Pact Beast will sense your presence.
Xia Qian looked into Xiu Si's narrow eyes, and his pupils reflected her face.
She's not the female lead, so it's no use how long she stays by his side; he's not going to fall in love with her anyway.
So she still has to leave.
Furthermore, the original owner's identity is currently unclear. How exactly did the original owner know Hughes's identity? Who was the person who revealed it to the original owner? And is there some conflict between them?
These are all hidden time bombs.
They were destined not to be together.
Even being ordinary friends seems impossible.
When these hidden bombs explode, she's not sure if she can save her life, so she'll definitely have to escape beforehand!
Will he allow her to escape?
Xia Qian felt a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
This blood cannot be drunk.
Drinking the blood-bonded beast will summon a blood-bonded beast. If you try to escape, the beast will immediately inform Hughes, and no matter where you flee, Hughes will know.
Xia Qian found the thought terrifying.
She instinctively tried to dodge, but Hughes held her cheek, "Xiaxia,"
He had a cold face and spoke in a cold tone, but when he gently cupped her cheeks, it inexplicably made her feel tender.
He stared into her eyes, not allowing her to look away. "Didn't we agree to be obedient?"
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