Chapter 48 Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 24 Kiss me, please...
When Song Qingqing woke up again, it was almost dusk. She first sat up on the bed and looked at the setting sun outside the window for a long time. Then she lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and sat in front of the mirror, quietly looking at her reflection in the mirror.
The dress she was wearing had been changed into a nightgown made of comfortable and soft fabric, her hair was combed, and her cheeks were clean with no remaining bloodstains.
Apparently, Percy had done this to help her sleep better.
Throughout the whole process, there was no expression on her face.
Song Qingqing looked at it for a long time. She felt that she still could not accept the idea of drinking human blood, nor could she accept becoming the blond young man, dominated by bloodthirsty instincts like a beast.
The mission should have been completed. She did not see Ryan come to this castle or manor. Ryan was probably still living a peaceful school life in Ambise College.
She should prepare her next escape plan before the Embrace.
But Song Qingqing had no idea how this character died while escaping.
The door suddenly opened and the girl sitting in front of the dressing mirror turned around and saw Percy.
Percy stood there silently for a moment. As far as he could see, he could only see the girl's slender figure sitting there, bathed in the blood-red setting sun, as if she was about to be swallowed by darkness.
There was an inexplicable feeling of suffocation in my heart.
He walked over and asked, "Miss, how are you feeling?"
Song Qingqing didn't say anything. She put her arms around Percy's waist and buried her face in his arms. She said sullenly, "Percy, I want some water."
Percy lowered his snow-white eyelashes. He certainly knew why she wanted to drink water, but he didn't ask anything. He just thoughtfully poured warm water for the girl, brought it to her lips, and prepared to feed her.
But this time, in a rare moment, she didn't quite let Percy take care of himself; she took the glass of water.
Song Qingqing held the water cup in both hands, feeling a warm touch on her palms. She lowered her eyes and stared at the slightly swaying water ripples in the cup.
Percy was still the same, knowing everything but not asking about anything, not even mentioning Hades' name.
The shaking warm water made Song Qingqing recall the cup of sticky, sweet blood at an inopportune time. The feeling of disgust and vomiting surged up her throat again, and the smell of blood that she had swallowed seemed to emerge faintly. Her face turned pale in an instant, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and the cup of water was knocked over directly on the carpet.
She covered her lips and kept dry heaving, her black hair sticking to the side of her snow-white face, making her look very fragile.
Percy was stunned for a moment when he saw Song Qingqing's sudden and violent reaction, but he quickly reacted and leaned over, stroking her back up and down to help her calm down and make her feel better.
It took Song Qingqing a while to recover. Her eyelashes were wet with tears. She held Percy's arm tightly and said in a soft voice, almost a whisper, "Water... Percy, I want some water."
She wanted to flush out all the remaining blood and energy between her lips, teeth, and throat.
Percy poured another glass of warm water, but this time he didn't let Song Qingqing drink it by herself. Instead, he held her head and watched her drink it bit by bit.
The glass of water was quickly finished, and Song Qingqing's complexion looked much better.
Percy asked her gently, "Miss, do you want more?"
Song Qingqing was almost completely embraced by Percy, but she had no strength left, so she just leaned in his arms.
In fact, she felt much better, but Song Qingqing just didn't want Percy to leave so soon, "More."
After drinking two glasses of water in a row, she didn't ask for more water.
"Percy, lower your head." The girl sitting on the chair looked up at her silver-haired butler and ordered him gently.
But it wasn't really an order, and Percy lowered his head meekly.
Then, Song Qingqing put her arms around his neck and gently bit his cool, thin lips.
The hand pressed against his side clenched instantly. Because of this soft kiss full of dependence, Percy heard her ask himself in a pleasant and sweet voice.
"Will you kiss me?"
She looked at him obediently and quietly with her head tilted up. Her purple eyes were pure and clear, but her gaze and the soft whispers were like soft hooks that gently scratched his heart.
While Percy was stunned, Song Qingqing stood up and pushed Percy, who was completely defenseless against her, directly onto the chair. Then she sat astride him and folded her hands behind his neck.
Song Qingqing bit her lip, looking a little aggrieved and uneasy as if she had been rejected. She asked softly, "Is it not possible?"
No, of course. As long as it was her request, Percy would be willing to do it at this moment, even if it meant giving her his heart.
Then a hint of helplessness appeared on the gentle and elegant silver-haired vampire's soft and handsome face.
"No, Miss, I can agree to anything you want."
Percy took one of Song Qingqing's hands, kissed the inside of her wrist devoutly, then gently supported her head and kissed her lips according to her wishes.
Song Qingqing was slightly stunned when she heard Percy's words. His solemn tone seemed like he was promising her something.
His cold fingertips rested on the belt around her waist, showing extreme restraint.
Song Qingqing's eyelashes fluttered twice, then closed, choosing to let Percy kiss her so gently and tenderly, as if this could help her forget the uncomfortable feeling of drinking blood not long ago.
Although Percy's body temperature was cold, he was filled with a soothing aroma.
Many times, as long as he was by her side, Song Qingqing felt that she didn't have to worry about anything at all.
After the kiss, Percy gently touched Song Qingqing's forehead and asked her softly, "Miss, do you want to leave here? I can take you away."
Although he knew that she must want to leave this castle where every corner was filled with blood and darkness, Percy still chose to ask her wish.
Because... Hades has a perfect appearance and a noble and mysterious temperament cultivated from his high position. He perfectly meets all the imaginations of a pure-blooded prince of the blood clan. Even in the blood clan where beauties are everywhere, he is still deeply respected and loved. Since he became a prince, countless ladies and ladies in the blood clan want to become his lovers.
But Hades was cold and indifferent, so these ladies never dared to approach him. They just wrote countless affectionate love poems to express their love for him.
Therefore, if Sif was bewitched by Hades, Percy would not be surprised, nor would he think it was her fault, because the guilty ones were always monsters like them who were thirsty for blood and had deep desires.
When food falls in love with predators, it is a bloody and cruel scam. It is horrible.
Song Qingqing and Percy looked at each other for a long time, and there was even a hint of sad pleading in his ruby eyes.
It was like... he was begging himself to get out of here.
She was indeed shaken. Faced with such a frank plea, no one could refuse. She wanted to leave here with Percy. Percy was gentle and restrained. If he needed to eat, she only needed to provide him with a little blood.
Percy had told him before that pure-blooded vampires could actually survive on nectar, but their strength would be much weaker, and they would need to restrain their crazy appetite for blood. But for him, this was not something unbearable.
Song Qingqing closed her eyes and kissed him on his thin lips.
"good."
Percy held her and sat on the sofa in front of the window. The sunset outside the window had not yet completely set.
The two people hugging each other on the sofa were covered in the golden-red sunlight that still had some warmth. Percy was telling Song Qingqing about his plans, combing her long black hair with his fingers.
"The young man that the young lady brought home today is named Bet Xiu. He looks very similar to you. The head of the family ordered him to accompany you in painting. He must leave the manor once a month to study with an old artist for a week."
Song Qingqing looked up at Percy and asked, "What do you mean?"
Percy smiled, his eyes full of tenderness. His lady was still as smart as ever.
He lowered his head and whispered in the girl's ear, "Miss, you only need to change clothes with Xiu when the time comes. I hope you don't mind. As for Xiu, I will make arrangements. Miss, don't worry."
These arrangements naturally included how to get Xiu to agree to cooperate, and what he should do after the young lady left Gexier Manor.
"Until then, Miss, just focus on painting with Xiu."
Song Qingqing nodded. She had never doubted Percy's arrangement because the previous escape plans had been so smooth, all thanks to Percy.
only......
"What about you, Percy?" Song Qingqing hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help asking.
Percy knew what she was worried about, and he gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Don't worry, miss. I'll be waiting for you in the studio."
"rest assured."
He said don't worry, so Song Qingqing stopped thinking about it. Percy looked at the shadows of the trees outside the window, and the tall tower that was looming among the trees. His handsome and gentle eyebrows were stained with an imperceptible gray color at some point, which looked very sad.
Song Qingqing raised her hand and gently tugged at Percy's silver hair. He lowered his head to look at her, not paying any attention to her childish little actions. "Miss, what's wrong?"
Song Qingqing pursed her lips, thinking that Percy must have thought of something not so good at that moment.
"Would you like to tell me about your mother?"
She was also very curious about the lady of the vampire clan. She had seen a portrait of the lady known as the White Rose of the vampire clan in the studio before.
The lady in the painting had eyebrows and eyes very similar to Percy's, delicate and beautiful, without any aggression, even the dazzling silver-white hair was exactly the same.
Song Qingqing also saw the little boy sitting in front of Mrs. White Rose. He was wearing a vest, shirt and shorts, and looked cute and well-behaved. His silver hair was combed very neatly, and he was holding a stuffed doll in his arms, but he didn't look very willing.
Maybe he was unwilling to sit still and let the studio paint his portrait?
In order to make this request seem more reasonable, Song Qingqing thought for a moment and explained, "I once saw a painting in a cubicle in the studio. It was of a lady and a child, and the child was holding..."
A hand suddenly covered the girl's lips, and Percy's cold white ears turned completely red, looking very embarrassed and shy.
"Of course I do, miss."
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