Chapter 51: Blood Clan Ancient Text (Bloodstains) 27 Thank you for your hospitality
Be a good boy?
How long has she endured in this damn mission world, enduring the blood sucking of the twin brothers Karan and Anks, paying attention to the development of the protagonist Ryan, and making her own character follow the original plot line and ending.
Song Qingqing pressed her cheek against the cold marble tabletop, weakly adjusting her breathing and thinking expressionlessly that she had not eaten much food today, and the useless struggle just now had exhausted all her strength.
After Hades saw that Song Qingqing had stopped struggling, he reached out and turned her over so that she lay on her back.
The girl lying on the table curled up subconsciously, her eyelashes wet with moisture, the sickly blush on her cheeks still lingering, and she curled up like a bird drenched in rain, trying to protect herself.
Song Qingqing was staring blankly with her out-of-focus purple eyes at Hades above her head, the head of the Gexier family and the noble pure-blooded prince of the vampire clan.
He has so many noble titles, but he seems cold and unkind.
Hades lowered his dark red eyes and saw the girl's pupils shrinking. He raised his eyebrows slightly, an expression that had never appeared on his always indifferent face.
Because Song Qingqing watched Hades bite the inside of his own wrist with his sharp fangs that shone with a cold white light, and then he took a mouthful of his own blood.
Song Qingqing's brain, which had been confused by Hades' bite, suddenly became clear, and she vaguely realized what Hades wanted to do.
When the tall, stern-faced vampire kissed her with blood in his mouth, Song Qingqing turned her head away reflexively, but it was of no avail because Hades pinched her face first. His cold, white, slender fingers set off the girl's rosy cheeks, making her look particularly attractive.
Hades knew that he didn't use much force, but the girl in front of him was really spoiled by him, and just such a light pinch left a mark. Her eyes became tearful when she looked at him, as if he had bullied her.
She was acting pitiful to make him feel guilty.
Hades's obscure gaze fell on her lips, which were slightly opened unconsciously because her face was pinched. The rosy color was as if she was expecting someone to kiss her vigorously, and kissed her lips to bring out a bright red color. She was really pitiful and cute.
He kissed her without hesitation.
The sweet and fishy smell of blood soon spread between her lips and teeth. Song Qingqing opened her eyes wide and immediately reacted, struggling to push Hades away. However, her white fingers pressed on his broad and strong shoulders and could not push him away at all.
When the blood flowed into her throat and the power of the pure-blooded blood was aroused, Song Qingqing let out an uncomfortable cry, but was kissed by Hades and swallowed it all into his mouth. The fingers that were clenched on his black suit jacket tightened, and the fingertips turned pink. Because she was holding too tightly, even the knuckles were white.
Song Qingqing could almost clearly hear the sound of her own heart beating rapidly, as if it was ringing right next to her ears, one after another.
When she was almost out of breath, Hades finally let her go, but his palm was still supporting her powerless head. Song Qingqing was gasping for breath and breathing rapidly. Tears wet her long eyelashes like crow feathers, and she looked very fragile.
Song Qingqing closed her eyes and it took her a long time to calm down. She unexpectedly discovered that she was not like the blond young man she saw in Elizabeth Manor. Her body still had the temperature of a living person, and her skin had not turned the grayish white of a corpse. More importantly, she did not have a desire for blood.
Song Qingqing looked at Hades in front of her in confusion. He was looking at her quietly, his dark red eyes calm, as if he was not surprised by her reaction.
"Don't worry." Hades raised his hand, bent his fingers, and wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of Song Qingqing's eyes with his knuckles. This action seemed to be full of the tenderness and pity of an elder. "I'm just letting you get used to my blood in advance."
After all, after becoming a new vampire, one will only desire more the blood of the elder relatives who can give him immortality.
His cold fingers curled around the girl's slender ankle, caressing her bones through her thin, pale skin. He would use blood as invisible shackles and fetters, binding her to him forever. Pureblood blood was like an addictive drug to every vampire.
Of course, because purebloods are powerful enough, generally no vampire would dare to attack them.
But Hades didn't mind. Even though the girl in front of him might be a little reckless and ignorant, and might not be able to accurately grasp her desire for blood, that little bit of blood was nothing to Hades. Elders should be more tolerant of their children, and this was just a trivial mistake.
However, the blood power of pure-bloods is strong and overbearing, so we must be careful and not let reckless children eat too much out of greed and get sick.
Song Qingqing actually wanted a glass of water, or spit out the remaining blood of Hades in her mouth, but she felt that this was not a good choice. She didn't want to anger Hades at this moment.
Because she was nervous, she licked her lips unconsciously. She always felt that there was some blood on them, but she couldn't tell whether it was Hades's or her own. It hurt a little to lick them. She wondered if she had accidentally bitten Hades' lips when she wanted to bite them just now.
Hades watched calmly, his eyes gradually becoming darker. The girl sitting at the table seemed unaware of how seductive her actions were. The tip of her tongue, which protruded from her lips, was a lovely pink, carefully licking the blood stains on her lips. She quickly retracted it, like a rabbit drinking water cautiously by the water.
He lowered his head, and Hades had to admit that he seemed to be bewitched by her unconscious action.
Countless vampire ladies and ladies had tried to seduce him in the past, but Hades had no interest in them, nor was he particularly keen on blood; to him, it was simply food. Yet, at this moment, Hades lowered his eyelashes, concealing the darkness in his eyes, his face remaining calm.
The calmness and restraint that controlled all situations.
"Sif."
The call was low and hoarse, like a mellow red wine, caressing people's ears and making their scalps tingle.
Song Qingqing looked up at Hades vigilantly, only to find that he was so close to her. The red eyes staring at her were filled with vortexes, pulling the ignorant prey curiously and ignorantly towards the hunter.
"Do you need my help?"
Hades asked Song Qingqing patiently, his thumb gently stroking her plump lips. The rough touch of his fingertips made the palms a little itchy.
Song Qingqing blinked, thinking of the blood clan's healing ability, and hugged Hades' neck. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she showed a familiar and lovable expression. She seemed to have accidentally held Hades' fingertips in her mouth and looked up at him.
"Thank you, Lord Hades."
The touch of her lips biting gently on his fingertips, the color in Hades's red eyes darkened frighteningly. He opened his mouth calmly and asked her: "Are you hungry, Xifu? What do you want to eat?"
His speech was slow and his tone was gentle, as if he was asking about the weather, but Song Qingqing suddenly didn't dare to bite Hades or provoke him again. She lowered her head with her cheeks and ears flushed.
Obviously, she understood what she was asking.
A low, slightly teasing laugh came from his ear. Hades lifted Song Qingqing's chin and kissed her lips gently, licking the small cut on her lower lip that she had accidentally bitten. She tilted her head back and let him kiss her, even licking the gap between his lips from time to time.
Being so well-behaved can easily make people feel soft-hearted.
So when Song Qingqing asked in a low voice about Percy's whereabouts, Hades did not get angry, but answered her question calmly.
"Don't worry, Karan and Anx will take care of him."
In fact, Percy's condition was not good. Anks, who always had a hot temper, was furious when he learned that the cowardly housekeeper in the manor was going to take his bride away.
Karan's mood was relatively normal. He calmly picked up the long whip hanging on the wall of the basement. The whip was specially made with barbs on it and soaked in the holy water of the believers' religion. It was used to punish the vampires and could cause them to lose a small piece of flesh and severe pain.
As for why he knew this clearly, it was naturally because he and Anks had been punished in this way when they were children.
The whip made a hair-raising sound as it cut through the air, and when it hit Percy, it knocked his head sideways.
Cold sweat almost soaked Percy's long silver hair. The white ribbon that tied his hair was long gone. His snow-white shirt was soon soaked with blood oozing from the wound, and mottled blood-red covered his back.
Karan only whipped once, the rest was Anks's work, the two brothers were equally angry.
Percy endured several beatings in silence, then suddenly chuckled.
Karan held Anks's hand and said calmly: "Father didn't allow us to punish him, he just asked us to watch him."
With the physique of a pureblood, such a wound can of course heal quickly, but if the injury is too serious, even a pureblood will need some time to recover.
Moreover, Percy, their nominal uncle, seemed to want to say something.
"What do you want to say?" Callan looked at Percy who was in shackles with an expressionless face.
Percy tilted his head slightly, his silver hair wet with cold sweat stuck to the side of his face, his bright red eyes were frighteningly bright, and a rather ironic smile hung on his usually handsome and gentle face.
Percy smiled and said, "Come to think of it, I've never seen an expression like that on my dear brother Hades' face."
"So out of control, with possessive eyes."
At this point, Percy paused slightly at the perfect moment, which successfully made Kahlan frown. Even Anx fell silent, staring at Percy with a stern face. Even though he was injured, he was still handsome. "What do you mean?"
It can even be said that the injury made him feel even more broken.
But Percy didn't answer their question immediately, and inadvertently brought up another topic, "Speaking of which, the two young masters want to marry Miss Sif as their bride, right?"
The smile in Percy's eyes deepened, with a hint of barely perceptible malice.
"If I remember correctly, that look appeared when the head of the family, Hades, was holding Miss Sif."
It refers to what happened when they were riding in a carriage from Elizabeth Manor back to Ghill Manor.
As a vampire who is much older than Kalan and Anx, it is very easy for Percy to incite them to rebel, because one of the things vampires are best at is to deceive people.
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Kalan and Anx changed drastically. Kalan drew the long sword from his waist and put it against Percy's neck. His expression was cold, "What nonsense are you talking about? He is the father of our two brothers."
Even if the vampires do not value ethics and morals, that is only limited to the purebloods maintaining the purity of their bloodline. How could such a crazy thing happen?
"Father?" Percy said with a smile, not caring about the sword leaning against his neck. "The two young masters don't seem to know their own origins."
Percy told the blond, blue-eyed twins in front of him word for word with a gentle but cold smile.
"Young Masters, these are the creations of the Patriarch Hades after he cleansed out a city-state. Your father should be the poor lord of that city-state."
At this time, Song Qingqing had no idea what happened in the basement. Her eyes fell on the ruby necklace worn on Hades' neck. It was a low-key and gorgeous necklace with a teardrop-shaped ruby in the middle, which matched Hades' deep and indifferent face.
Because of her recent actions, two copper buttons on the collar of Hades' shirt were open. When he bent down to kiss herself, the necklace fell out. She blinked slightly and had an idea.
Song Qingqing, who was sitting at the table, raised her hand and hooked the ruby necklace, pulling Hades a little closer. Her knee seemed to accidentally brush against his thin and strong waist, and her eyes were pure and innocent when she looked up at him.
She asked softly and sensibly, "Lord Hades, aren't you afraid that Lord Kalan and Lord Anx will be angry if you do this?"
There was a slight pulling feeling on the side of his neck. Hades lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's seemingly innocent and ignorant expression with an expressionless face. The mature vampire suddenly chuckled. She looked like an ignorant white rose, but she knew how to sow discord between him and the twins.
Despite her subtle thoughts being so clearly visible on her face, Hades surprisingly wasn't angered. He even found her scheming strangely endearing. His cold, pale fingers vanished at the edge of her brown overalls, tracing the rose's beautiful, graceful shape until his trembling fingers stained the brown a darker hue. He softly answered her question in her ear.
"It's just the successor. Reselecting is a simple matter."
What this meant was that they could just kill him and choose another one, or even not have a successor. Those old guys in the Senate didn't dare to say anything.
Song Qingqing froze, but Hades smiled and took her hand, touching an area as cold and hard as marble, as cold and pale as a vampire. When she felt a faint pulse, she looked at Hades blankly.
Hades' voice was low, but he told her the answer with great patience.
"Sif, he's waiting for you."
Sensing danger, the small creature subconsciously tried to flee, but due to the perceived strength and size of the vampires and humans, it was effortlessly captured and attacked, crushed until it became a crystal clear substance. Around its slender ankles, coils of ruby necklaces, worn by Hades himself, swung like shackles, occasionally swaying and drawing bright red afterimages in the air.
Hades did not forget to teach the child the proper etiquette of the vampires. He patted her when she subconsciously raised her head to greet him and patiently taught her: "Sif, what should this little guest say to her host when she enjoys her meal so much?"
Song Qingqing, with tears in her eyes, couldn't hear what he was saying to her at all. She looked at him blankly. Hades chuckled softly, wiped the customer's greedy saliva from his fingertips, and told her the answer in a gentle voice: "You should say thank you."
"Come, repeat after me, thank you for the treat."
Song Qingqing looked into Hades' dark red eyes and subconsciously repeated in a low voice what he had taught her, receiving his unstinting praise.
"What a clever kid."
Hades lowered his eyes and slowly put on his black gloves again. His fingertips wiped away the red paint that had been stained on Song Qingqing's fair cheek at some point, making it look funny and bloody. He looked at a painting not far away.
That must have been painted by her own hands. The extreme red and white contrasted with each other and were illuminated by the cold and pale moonlight. It looked like darkness and red overlapped. What a sinful picture.
Hades withdrew his gaze and fixed it on the red paint. Finally, he wiped it off bit by bit. He had no patience and crumpled up the canvas and gloves, which were almost wet with water, into a ball and threw them aside casually.
He looked at the red paint on Song Qingqing's snow-white cheek that had not been completely wiped off, and thought without any expression.
As expected, the crimson blood suits her best.
The pure white rose dyed blood red, how touching.
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