Chapter 50: Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 26 Be Good
When Xiu followed the maid to the garden with his drawing board on his back, he immediately noticed the girl sitting in the white marble pavilion. She was probably enjoying her rare afternoon leisure time, holding a teacup in her hands and staring at the flower garden not far away in a daze.
Faintly hearing footsteps behind her, Song Qingqing turned her head and found that it was Xiu, whom she had brought back from Elizabeth Manor that day. The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy became nervous when he saw that she had discovered him. He stood there at a loss, his fingers unconsciously clenching the cuffs of his shirt.
Song Qingqing watched the boy's lips move, then lowered his head and whispered something.
"Miss Sif..."
Song Qingqing supported her head and stared at him for a long time without saying anything.
Xiu naturally felt the gazes on him, and became even more nervous. He felt like he was about to fall.
When Xiu was so nervous that he was about to break out in a cold sweat, Song Qingqing finally shifted her gaze to the pale and expressionless maid behind him. It was obvious that this maid was not human either.
She felt that perhaps this was the real reason why Xiu was so nervous.
So Song Qingqing said softly: "Anna, you go down, he and I can stay here."
The maid named Anna nodded and left quietly. Xiu didn't even notice when she disappeared.
"build."
Song Qingqing suddenly called out his name.
The blond boy, startled by the sudden call, instinctively raised his head. His long, thick eyelashes trembled nervously, and his voice trembled as he spoke. "Ms. Sif, is there anything I can do for you?"
Seeing his dazed look, Song Qingqing couldn't help but laugh. Instead of answering his question immediately, she talked about a seemingly unrelated topic.
"You have beautiful eyes."
The blue was clear, as if the tip of a paintbrush was soaked with sky-blue paint. She was expressing her true thoughts.
However, Xiu, who was praised, seemed to recall some unpleasant memories. His face turned pale and he trembled uncontrollably. He replied in a trembling voice, "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Xifu. If you want, I can take it off and give it to you."
Song Qingqing: “…”
It was the first time she felt so confused.
Do I look like a heinous villain? Does liking someone's eyes mean I want to dig them out and keep them? Isn't that perverted?
Song Qingqing asked uncertainly, "You mean your eyes?"
The young man in front of her nodded with a pale face. Song Qingqing waved her hand quickly, "I was just praising you. I don't have that kind of hobby. Don't be afraid. Lord Hades should have asked Percy to tell you what you need to do, right?"
Xiu nodded, took off the drawing board he was carrying, and propped it up on a stand. After all the preparations were done, he shyly asked Song Qingqing in a low voice, "Can I draw a portrait of Miss Xifu?"
The girl with black hair and purple eyes and the white rose garden behind her complement each other, creating a picturesque scene.
But after asking, the boy felt a little uncomfortable again. He seldom communicated with ordinary people, and he didn't know whether such a request would offend the girl in front of him.
Song Qingqing smiled with her eyebrows curved, "Of course."
Xiu really loves painting. After the girl posed, he quickly got into the mood. Song Qingqing also chatted with him casually.
"Why would Xiu be willing to cooperate with me?" He was referring to covering her escape.
Xiu's action of dipping the brush into the paint paused noticeably. He lowered his thick eyelashes and said nothing.
If he didn't answer, Song Qingqing wouldn't force him.
Just when Song Qingqing thought Xiu wouldn't answer, he whispered, "Perhaps it's because Miss Xifu doesn't want to become a vampire."
Song Qingqing couldn't help but think of the sweet and sticky taste of blood, and her eyebrows unconsciously frowned.
Xiu Ziran also noticed the subtle change in her expression. He pursed his lips and stopped talking, fearing that he would push the atmosphere between them into an even more heavy and painful direction.
He couldn't stop his brother from falling into the abyss, but at least, he didn't want to watch the gentle Miss Sif being imprisoned in the darkness of the vampires...
Xiu was so focused on his painting that he didn't even notice the sound of Percy approaching.
After approaching, Percy could see clearly what the two were doing, so he waited by the side very considerately, his eyes quietly falling on Xiu's canvas.
The girl in the painting sits quietly and gracefully on a chair, with a cluster of white roses behind her, like her loyal supporters. A ray of sunshine falls just right on her pretty profile, as if the vitality has not yet faded.
This young man is undoubtedly talented in the field of art. With just a few strokes, he reproduced the scenery before him on the canvas.
Percy shifted his gaze and looked at Song Qingqing who was sitting not far away. When she noticed him, the girl's eyes obviously lit up, flashing with bright and tiny lights.
But Song Qingqing was afraid of disturbing Xiu's painting, so she didn't say hello to Percy.
Percy, who was standing far away, cooperated by making a gesture of silence, his eyes soft.
After adding the last bit of color, Xiu paused and took a deep breath. The nervousness on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by joy and excitement. "Ms. Xifu! I'm done!"
Song Qingqing then stood up, walked slowly to Xiu's side, and leaned in to look at the painting he had drawn. The sudden closeness made the soft and harmless blond boy lower his head suddenly, like an ostrich hiding its head in the sand dunes, and his neck to the back of his ears turned red.
Percy looked at the two heads that were about to come together and said gently, "Miss, it's time for afternoon tea. Lord Hades is waiting for you in the front hall."
Xiu was startled by the sudden sound. When he turned around, he met Percy's gentle but not very warm red eyes.
Silver-white hair, blood-red eyes...
Xiu trembled all over and stood up suddenly.
This change happened in a flash. Before Song Qingqing could react, Xiu had already hidden behind her in fear, sticking his head out and carefully observing the silver-haired, red-eyed vampire standing in front of him.
Percy was slightly stunned, as if he was a little confused about the situation, but... he looked at Xiu's hand holding Song Qingqing's skirt.
Song Qingqing now understood that the Xiu hiding behind her must have been traumatized by his time at Madam Elizabeth's manor, and was terrified of the vampires.
Percy's handsome face was covered with a familiar and friendly smile. "Xiu, it's time for us to leave. We'll take you to that gentleman's gallery for further studies."
Xiu, whose name was called, shuddered and shrank slightly. He looked pitifully at Song Qingqing who was protecting him. His blue eyes looked like they had rained, and they were misty, as if he was about to cry in the next second. He looked extremely pitiful.
Song Qingqing, whose heart softened, explained softly, "Percy, he seemed to have been frightened by the vampires that time."
The implication is that the child is afraid of him.
Percy's gentle expression didn't change at all, his red eyes staring quietly at the young man who was dependent on Song Qingqing. After all, he was a vampire who had lived for who knows how long, so he naturally knew that this guy was pretending to be pitiful in front of Song Qingqing and didn't want to leave her.
So his long, snow-white eyelashes drooped slightly, and when he spoke again, his tone was a little hurt and low, "I'm sorry, miss, it's my fault."
Percy saw that Song Qingqing's eyes quickly showed a look of heartache. She still liked his tricks.
Song Qingqing turned her head and spoke softly to the blond boy, basically telling him not to be so afraid of Percy, because he was different from other vampires and would not hurt anyone.
As he spoke, Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at Percy who was standing in front of him.
The silver-haired, red-eyed vampire stood quietly, tall and elegant, with a gentle, impeccable smile on his face. Of course, if there wasn't a hint of warning in his eyes, perhaps he wouldn't have caused fear.
How cunning, deliberately pretending to be pitiful in front of Sister Sif.
Xiu lowered his head, and his golden hair fell obediently. He walked out from behind Song Qingqing and followed Percy silently.
Percy bowed like a gentleman and said goodbye to Song Qingqing in a gentle voice, "Well, Miss, we will be leaving first."
Song Qingqing nodded and watched Percy and Xiu leave.
Time soon came to the day that Song Qingqing and Percy had agreed upon. After avoiding many maids and servants, Song Qingqing finally arrived at Xiu's small attic room.
Song Qingqing looked around, then gently knocked on the small wooden door in front of her.
She had just knocked on the door when it opened the next second. The blond-haired, blue-eyed Zheng Zheng looked at her nervously, took Song Qingqing's hand and led her into the room.
Perhaps because of nervousness, the boy's hands were shaking slightly when he took off his hat, because he didn't know what the consequences would be if he was discovered, and he didn't know whether Song Qingqing could leave here smoothly.
He moved quickly, and while packing, he whispered, "Sister, I hope you don't dislike my clothes..."
Xiu took off his clothes so easily and naturally that before Song Qingqing could react, the boy in front of her, who was of similar build to her, had already taken off his shirt and vest, revealing his slightly immature but not skinny body. His back and waist had smooth lines with some thin muscles, and his skin was fair, the color of what the vampires often jokingly called aristocratic lamb.
Song Qingqing stood there in a daze and opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Xiu then realized belatedly that the girl in front of him had been staring at him. His face flushed instantly, and even his upper body was dyed pink. He turned his back to Song Qingqing and whispered, "Sister Xifu, don't look at me like that. I will turn around, Sister Xifu, you can rest assured."
He seemed to have misunderstood the reason why she was looking at him, but Song Qingqing didn't intend to explain. She took off her dress without saying a word and changed into Xiu's shirt vest, the brown overalls, white socks and leather shoes.
Xiu listened to the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other behind him, pursed his lips, and his ears turned red as if they were about to bleed.
After changing her clothes, Song Qingqing put on the plaid beret and carefully hid the exposed hair inside the hat. Then she whispered goodbye to her fellow practitioners, and then crouched down and walked out of the small attic room carefully.
Song Qingqing arrived at the studio at the agreed time, but when she opened the door, she didn't see him. The studio was empty, without even a single person in sight. There were only easels and paintbrushes scattered around.
A strong sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in her heart.
The door of the studio compartment suddenly creaked open. Song Qingqing looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall figure slowly walking out of the compartment. It happened to be afternoon, and the sunlight illuminated the flying catkins clearly, as well as Hades' pale and deep face.
Song Qingqing's little face under the beret turned pale in an instant.
Hades' dark red eyes calmly watched the drastic change in the girl's expression. He asked in an unusually calm and low voice, "Sif, are you surprised to see me instead of Percy?"
Song Qingqing didn't answer. Her intuition of danger made her subconsciously take a step back, then turned around and wanted to run.
When a weak human faces a powerful vampire, the probability of escaping is almost zero. Hades effortlessly grabbed Song Qingqing's wrists and twisted them behind her waist. His broad palms pinched her slender waist and pressed her directly onto the table where the paint box was placed.
The paint on the table scattered and fell onto the carpet. The beret on the girl's head fell off while she struggled, her black hair fell down, and the retro brown leather shoes on her feet disappeared.
Song Qingqing struggled with almost all his strength, trying to break free from Hades's confinement. Of course, this struggle was nothing to him. In the end, he was still pressed on the table, breathing weakly and rapidly.
Hades lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was caught in his hands like a prey. A hint of surprise flashed across his usually calm dark red eyes. He had never seen her like this before.
In the past, she always looked well-behaved and gentle, completely different from now. She was like a little hedgehog that had taken off all its disguises and revealed its sharp spines, but she looked much more lively and agile than before.
The girl, whose cheeks were red with anger, was pressed on the table, but she was obviously not convinced and was cursing him in a low voice.
"Hades, you cold-blooded bastard, you murder people without mercy, you are bloodthirsty and crazy..."
She seemed to have searched her mind for all the curse words, but these words were meaningless to Hades.
Song Qingqing took a deep breath to calm down, then moved her arm that was held by Hades with one hand, trying to pull her hand free.
From Hades's angle, he could see Song Qingqing, who was facing away from him, with her black hair scattered, revealing her fair and fragile neck, like a small animal exposing its weakness to the hunter.
The tall, elderly vampire slowly lowered his head, revealing his cold fangs, and patiently and gently stroked the thin, fair skin. He felt the girl under him suddenly tense up, and her voice trembled slightly as she scolded him.
The fangs showed no mercy and pierced the thin white skin.
This madman!
Hades bit the side of Song Qingqing's neck, but didn't suck her sweet blood, even though the temptation was right before his eyes. The bite made the girl's curse voice change tone, instantly becoming sharp and weak. His rough fingertips hooked the edge of the white stockings and pulled them all the way to her ankles, barely hanging on, looking innocent yet alluring.
Hades wrapped his arms around the girl's thin ankles, as if she were wearing some kind of non-existent shackles.
He lowered his head again and licked the bloody bite mark, letting it slowly heal. She no longer had the strength to struggle, her cheeks pressed against the table, a strange blush. Hades' voice was low and hoarse in her ears, containing the utmost danger.
Song Qingqing heard him say something to her.
"Sif, be good."
Don't try to provoke him.
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