Chapter 41 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 17 Confession (300...
Thanks to Percy, her second escape plan was successfully carried out.
But it was obvious that her second escape plan also failed, and the range of her escape was even smaller than the last time. She didn't even have time to run to the edge of the manor.
In addition to being locked up in the tower, the punishment also included a piece of jewelry specially customized for Karan.
Song Qingqing, who was sitting on the sofa basking in the sun, was bored and shook the thin silver chain on her wrist. It looked very thin and weightless, but in fact it could not be broken at all.
Originally, the furious Anks wanted to put the silver chain together with the necklace and wear it around her neck, but was stopped by the rational Karan.
Karan calmed down the crazy Anx with just one sentence. Although it was a little blurry, Song Qingqing could vaguely hear it through the door.
"Anx, calm down. Sif is the bride of the Gsir family, not your pet, plaything, or blood slave."
Yes, she has another identity, she is Hain’s fiancée. Maybe this is one of the reasons why Karan chose to wear the silver chain on her hand.
As for other punishments, Song Qingqing felt that they might not be considered punishments. They were just a bit exhausting of physical strength. At most, it was just weakness after losing too much blood and pain after being exhausted. There was also some residual soreness in the abdomen, but nothing else.
Song Qingqing found it quite magical. The plot clearly stated that the twins had low tolerance and patience, but she kept teetering on the edge of their anger, yet she was still able to remain alive and well without any harm.
In the plot, Ryan was beaten badly by them and was even locked in a cage. It was a miracle that she was still alive. She was mentally prepared to be beaten by the two of them in a mixed doubles match.
Fortunately, up to now, Song Qingqing has not seen Ryan who was captured in the castle and made a blood slave. This means that Ryan's fate will not be the same as the original plot, which also indirectly means that Percy will not die for helping Ryan escape.
When she stood up, she pulled the remaining bite mark on the side of her neck, and the pain made Song Qingqing subconsciously take a breath. This was done on purpose by Anx.
She raised her hand and carefully stroked the wound on the side of her neck. It had already scabbed over and felt a bit rough and scratchy to the touch.
Yesterday, Anx was like a madman, and she kept nagging about Hain in his ear, saying over and over again like a madman that she must never marry a madman like Hain.
If Karan hadn't stopped her, Song Qingqing felt that she was about to be killed by Anx on this tall tower.
Sure enough, the character settings written in the plot outline are absolutely correct.
Although Karan is hypocritical, he is more restrained. Anks is the complete opposite of Karan.
Song Qingqing didn't care about these things. The only thing she cared about was that Percy seemed to be at odds with her. He always came to see her when she was asleep recently. Although Song Qingqing was not woken up, she always subconsciously felt that Percy had been there after waking up.
This is strange.
If Percy refuses to meet her, how will the rest of the escape plot go?
At night, Song Qingqing, who was lying quietly on the bed with her back to the door, finally heard the sound of the door opening. The man came in and stood there for a long time, and finally chose to slowly leave. When the door was about to slowly close, Song Qingqing sat up and looked at the door quietly.
The candle was not lit, but in the dim moonlight, one could see a tall and slender figure standing there.
He wouldn't move until Song Qingqing spoke.
It was like a silent confrontation.
"Percy."
She called out his name, but he did not respond and just stood there. However, Song Qingqing could feel that he was looking at her.
Song Qingqing pursed her lips, feeling a little aggrieved. Her eyes were soon filled with mist, and crystal clear tears hung at the corners of her eyes. She knew that the vampires had strong night vision and he could see it.
But the other party remained unmoved.
Song Qingqing bit her lip tightly, her snow-white teeth biting her lower lip until it turned bloody. She pressed her chest, her face pale: "Percy, I feel so uncomfortable."
As soon as she finished speaking, she began to cough uncontrollably.
In the endless silence of the night, a sigh was heard, helpless and sad.
Percy mentally refused, but his body moved faster than his thoughts and stepped forward to support the thin figure that was trembling with coughing.
Even though he knew she was pretending, he still worried and concerned instinctively, and was unable to suppress the sadness that spread like vines.
Song Qingqing, who was held in Percy's arms, showed a sly and complacent smile, and her warm fingers slipped into Percy's white silk gloves and touched his cool fingertips.
"Percy you're avoiding me, why?"
"Miss, I dare not." Percy subconsciously denied the statement in a low voice, but fell silent when he met her clear and soft eyes.
The cold, moisture-filled silver hair accidentally brushed against the back of Song Qingqing's hand. She reached out and touched Percy's hair, only to find it was soaked.
She guessed that he must have been standing at the door of the tower for a long time, waiting until she fell asleep before coming over, so that his hair was soaked with night dew.
Song Qingqing scratched Percy's cold white palm with her fingertips.
"You are just avoiding me, otherwise why would you wait outside until I fell asleep before coming over." Song Qingqing paused, choosing to retreat in order to advance, and was about to retract her hand, and continued softly: "If Percy gets tired of it, it doesn't matter..."
Percy opened his thin lips slightly, and when he heard her say that, he suddenly panicked. He grabbed Song Qingqing's slender wrist with his backhand, pressed her head and kissed her hard.
When the girl's eyes were moistened by the kiss and she was about to push him away, Percy mustered up the courage for the first time and guided her soft hand to press against the hard part. He said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, I can't get enough of you. Every kiss and hug of yours, even if you just accidentally touched me, my heart and this part of me hurt. I want to bully you. Seeing you cry..."
He hated himself for being so out of control and terrifying, as if this was the beastly nature of the vampires.
Percy lowered his head in disgust and leaned lightly on the back of Song Qingqing's hand, fearing that she would push him away.
"Sorry, miss. Please don't be afraid of me, even though I am so scary and terrifying like this."
Percy closed his eyes and opened them again. He could certainly guess what her purpose was in approaching him, but he was happy to accept it. He only wanted one thing.
"But young lady, please listen to my pitiful and humble pleas and don't hurt yourself any more."
Song Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at Percy. His eyes were filled with brokenness, as if they were a pair of rubies that were about to be smashed by her own hands. Her fingers gently pressed on his light-colored thin lips.
"I've never been afraid of you, Percy." Song Qingqing smiled with her eyes curved, looking at him and whispered, "I haven't forbidden you to bully me..."
She quietly defended herself: "I just wanted to go out and take a look. Percy, am I wrong?"
Hearing this, Percy met the girl's blank gaze, stunned. He raised his hand and grasped her wrist, carefully and tenderly kissing her soft fingertips. Tears flowed from his bright red eyes and streaked across his pale, beautiful cheeks. Through his tears, he lovingly cherished the girl in his arms, not missing a single spot of her pure whiteness, until her eyes grew lifeless and shattered, and she sobbed, refusing to eat, saying she couldn't eat anymore. Percy quietly gazed at the ripe red rose, radiating the pure white of snow, and whispered a confession of his sin.
"No, you were never wrong. I was the only one wrong."
He was the sin of the night, a creation that God hated, while she was so beautiful, bright and soft.
No matter what she wanted, he was willing to give it to her, even his life, even the pure-blood heart in his chest that had never beaten.
With Percy's promise, the third escape plan went smoothly. Although Song Qingqing felt a tinge of guilt, after that, Percy became incredibly warm and welcoming in their interactions, a stark contrast to the gentle aloofness they'd had when they first met. Song Qingqing would often tease him about his initial attitude, teasing him until the tips of his cold, white ears turned red.
The weather was not good during the third escape, which Song Qingqing had not expected. However, all the routes and the time and place for the servants to appear had been figured out and arranged, so it was not easy for Song Qingqing to change the plan at the last minute.
The time is set at dawn when the vampires begin to sleep.
This time, the scope of her escape was wider, and she left the Gesher Manor.
The faint smell of sweet and fishy blood was no longer in the air. Song Qingqing took a deep breath and for a moment wanted to just run away.
The Metasequoia forest was filled with thick fog when it rained. You could feel the dampness of the air with every breath. The ground had become muddy. Song Qingqing was wearing the cloak given by Percy and women's sheepskin boots, and she walked in the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Suddenly, she heard the faint sound of horse hooves and wheels in the distance. She looked up, but there was nothing in front of her eyes, only fog. She shook her head, wondering if she had heard it wrong.
But the ominous premonition that surged in her heart could not be ignored. Song Qingqing picked up the hem of her skirt that was wet by the rain and started running subconsciously.
But the ground was slippery due to the rain, and she ran so fast that her body was still weak. Song Qingqing didn't know what she stepped on, maybe a mossy stone. She fell heavily to the ground, and her hand rubbed against the ground. It might have been scratched, and the rain washed it with a hint of blood red, but she didn't feel it, so naturally she didn't pay attention to it.
Song Qingqing fell so hard that she couldn't stand up for a while.
In the Metasequoia forest, a black horse and a pitch-black European retro carriage passed through the rain and fog. The regular sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped... Right in front of her, a shadow loomed, and Song Qingqing, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up blankly.
Song Qingqing felt the rain still flowing into her eyes, her eyes were sore and swollen, she opened her eyes and looked with difficulty.
She only saw a slender hand with distinct bones opening the curtain, and then a tall figure got off the carriage and slowly walked to her. He held a scepter inlaid with gems in his hand. Fine raindrops quickly wet the man's black hair, and the water droplets streaked across his pale but well-defined face. His dark red eyes drooped, looking down at the girl who fell to the ground and looked at him blankly.
She looked in terrible condition, her face was as pale as snow, and her long black hair was wet by the rain and stuck to her face, making her look more fragile, like a breakable doll.
Song Qingqing turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him. She only felt that his gaze was indifferent and terrifying.
The other person's low and mellow voice came from above my head, familiar yet unfamiliar, but impressive enough.
"Sif."
Song Qingqing suddenly reacted, her pupils shrank slightly, and she subconsciously looked up at the face. It was pale and indifferent, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and a mature and gloomy temperament. She shuddered.
She seemed to have fallen in front of Hades' carriage...
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