Chapter 47 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 23 Meticulous
The carriage slowly drove into the Geshier Manor in the still gray dawn.
Song Qingqing sat obediently on Hades' lap, with her hands folded on her legs. She could vaguely feel the man's slightly cool fingers passing through her hair.
He is braiding his hair.
Song Qingqing felt a little strange. It was like Hades was taking care of her?
The word "care" seems hard to imagine when applied to this pure-blooded prince, but surprisingly, it does not seem out of place.
Hades's gaze fell lightly on the girl's fingers that were tugging at the hem of her skirt. She looked very obedient, like a doll that allowed him to dress her up. She was exquisite, beautiful, lively and attractive, but she only belonged to a vampire like him who lived in the darkness.
Hades suddenly understood why such a fragile and beautiful girl could induce his twins to do such stupid things.
Hades' fingertips stroked the cold gem earrings, and his eyes closed slightly, recalling and thinking about many things.
The life of the vampires is too long and lonely, and they encounter too many people and things, so that all kinds of yellowed and old pictures are mixed together, gradually covered with dust, and finally disappear in memory.
This is especially true for powerful purebloods. Many of them have witnessed many things, such as the rise and fall of a city-state, the evolution of human culture and clothing, or the changes in works of art.
Be it music or painting, for the vampires, these are things that can be easily learned and become famous figures in a field, because their lives are long enough and there is enough time for them to learn these things, even to become so-called musicians and artists.
But most of the time, vampires observe humans with the mentality of observing food. Of course, there will be fools who fall in love with humans who are their food. Even when dealing with their own kind, vampires do not have much feelings and memories.
That's because in the vampire race, the strong prey on the weak. It's normal for purebloods to hunt their fellow purebloods and absorb their blood to become stronger. After all, the previous head of the Gexier family died at his hands.
Just like now, Hades can no longer recall many things and images about his mother.
Even when I recall it, it's not a very pleasant thing.
But Hades remembered one thing.
That happened after he was praised for the first time by his father, the former head of the family, Gexier.
The mother screamed and cried, calling him a monster for killing so many purebloods, including her own family.
But his mother had clearly told him before that he should listen to his father, and no matter what his father asked him to do, he must do it well and to the utmost, even if it was something like clearing out the entire city-state.
Adult pure-bloods are naturally stronger. Even though his mother was imprisoned by his father and a lot of her blood was taken to keep the lady in the tower alive, her strength is still greater than his.
So his mother grabbed his hair and dragged him to the window, and pushed him down from the third floor like a useless waste.
Of course, a powerful pure-blooded vampire would not fall to death from such a small injury.
What did he do after he fell?
He probably sat up by himself, watching the torn wound that was bleeding slowly heal, then returned to the room and stood in front of the mirror, carefully and patiently tidying up his messy black hair.
The noble boy reflected in the mirror had an expressionless, pale and cold face.
No one had ever done his hair the way he did Sif's.
Her thick eyelashes drooped, casting a small shadow. Hades stroked the girl's hair, lowered his head, and placed a cold kiss on the back of her snow-white neck.
However, he had seen the lady in the high tower combing the long hair of the silver-haired boy so gently, combing every strand neatly, and then tying it meticulously with a white ribbon.
This was not the scene that vampires should have, he thought at that time.
The cold kiss came suddenly. Song Qingqing froze for a moment, not daring to move, and nervously pinched the necklace around her neck.
Hades had picked up the jewel necklace that had just slipped off, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and put it back on his neck, but...
Song Qingqing held the gem in the middle, and the scene just now came back to her mind. Her fingers loosened in panic as if they were burned by something.
Just now, not long after Percy went out, Hades put himself back where he was originally sitting and picked up the high heels that he had accidentally dropped.
When Song Qingqing saw Hades squatting in front of her, she subconsciously wanted to stand up, but was stopped by him. She had to grab her skirt to make it easier for Hades to put on her shoes. It was originally just a natural and normal thing for him to put on her shoes, but when the complicated satin fabric that Song Qingqing was holding accidentally fell down and covered the pale and indifferent face, the situation changed, and the enclosed space was soon filled with a sweet scent.
Song Qingqing, with her eyes dazed and out of focus, leaned against the car wall, staring blankly at the noble and mysterious pure-blooded prince who slowly stood up and slowly wiped his damp curly hair and face with a handkerchief. His expression was still cold.
Her every gesture is elegant and dignified, showing the cultivation that a noble should have.
It seemed as if he had never done anything like serving anyone just now, and he looked more like a vampire who had just finished a meal.
Then Song Qingqing also saw Hades bend down and pick up the ruby necklace. He asked himself calmly: "Sif, is this your necklace?"
Song Qingqing saw the clearly visible water droplets on the smooth surface of the gem at a glance, and her mind exploded, and everything went blank in an instant.
She didn't dare to reach out to take it, but she didn't dare to look at it anymore, so she looked away and lowered her head, her fingertips leaving marks on the red velvet cushion.
Hades seemed unaware of her bewilderment, and said in a low, mellow voice, "Sorry, it seems to have gotten wet. I'll clean it for you."
......
Even though her back was facing him, Hades could still see the girl's crimson ears. He put on the little black gauze hat.
"What's wrong?"
The recollection was interrupted by Hades' question. Song Qingqing hurriedly shook her head and could not recall it anymore. The more she recalled some details, the deeper and clearer they became.
Whether it was Hades's abstinent and calm expression at that time, or his icy yet subtle invasion...
Coupled with the feeling of being hooked and scratched inside, it was so scary that I instinctively wanted to escape.
Song Qingqing pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer Hades' question, and said in a very low voice: "Lord Hades, I'm thinking of you..."
You're lying, you're not a good kid.
There was also a silver cross necklace hidden in the luggage she brought back from college. I don’t know who gave it to her.
Hades commented calmly in his heart.
Hades's low and mellow voice rang in Song Qingqing's ears, and his tone was so gentle and calm, as if he was stating something.
"Sif, I think being a vampire's lover might be more suitable for you than being a lamb to the gods."
Because gods do not exist and have never favored a race like theirs, the vampires, who were born burdened with blood and sin.
Hades took a glass of wine from the table beside him, a glass of red wine in a tall glass, which was brought in by a servant not long ago. Song Qingqing subconsciously felt that it was not pure red wine, because the liquid inside was obviously more turbid than the clear wine.
Hades took a sip, then pinched the girl's chin, not with much force, but without leaving her any room for rejection, and kissed her.
The wine should have a sweet, slightly sour, delicate and light taste, but what flowed into Song Qingqing's mouth was not like that at all. It had a strong smell of blood and a taste of rust. It had a thick and sticky taste that remained on the tip of the tongue and could not be faded away at all.
A constant reminder of what she was drinking.
It was nothing like the sweet and fragrant taste described in many vampire novels she had read.
Such a fishy, sweet and heavy taste was so disgusting that it instantly brought back all the nausea that Song Qingqing had suppressed at the banquet.
Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. Song Qingqing raised her hands and subconsciously wanted to push Hades away, but the power of a pure-blooded person was simply not something humans could resist, and her hands kept slapping the other's broad shoulders.
He was tall and could hold her in his arms effortlessly.
Song Qingqing kept choking and coughing. The red wine mixed with blood that she didn't have time to swallow overflowed from the corners of her lips, leaving two bright red marks on her fair cheeks.
This kiss was not really pleasant, and the smell of blood filled the air between his lips and teeth.
Hades raised his hand and held the girl's head, kissing her deeply, as if he wanted to occupy every space between her lips and tongue.
The little animal that had always looked weak and harmless revealed some ferocity. She bit Hades' lip because she wanted him to stop feeding her this kind of thing.
But such a struggle, as Hein once said, would only arouse the vampire's beast-like nature of controlling its prey, and would be of no avail.
Song Qingqing didn't know whether she had swallowed the blood that Hades fed her. When she felt she could not breathe, Hades finally let her go.
His dark red eyes were still calm, like the tranquil surface of a blood-red lake. Even though he had just tasted the food, this was not like that of a normal vampire.
Because of the violent coughing, the girl lying in his arms kept shaking, her slender shoulders trembling slightly, and her tears almost soaked his coat. She looked very aggrieved, as if she didn't understand why the older vampire who had just treated her gently and patiently had become like this.
Hades suddenly stretched out his hand and held the girl's fair cheek. Her tears wet her eyelashes and then closed them together, making her look particularly adorable. He looked at her for a long time, and carefully wiped the blood off her face with the tip of his thumb.
He shouldn't do this. Maybe he should give her time to adapt to the vampire way of life.
Through her tearful eyes, Song Qingqing felt Hades kiss her again. He licked away the blood stains left on the corner of the girl's lips.
This kiss now was much softer and more restrained than the extremely aggressive one just now. It was like the intimacy between lovers, almost intoxicating.
Before falling asleep, Song Qingqing heard Hades's low voice and a cold kiss that fell all the way to her ear.
"Sif..."
He was calling her name, across the dividing line between humans and vampires.
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