Chapter 581: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 11
Chris's expression was tense and serious, his eyes slightly drooped as he pondered where Quanjiu had gone.
They searched the entire manor three times inside and out, but still found no trace of Xixier.
He lowered his eyes to look at his devastated brother, and placed his palm on his head, revealing a rare trace of tenderness.
"I'll send someone to look for it. Zhiyao, you go back and rest first."
…
Lu Zhiyao was forced to return to the bedroom.
Because he was so sad, he didn't even turn on the light. He kicked off his shoes in the dark and climbed into bed.
He lifted the quilt and got into bed. As soon as he lay down, Lu Zhiyao suddenly felt a chill in his ears.
He blinked in disbelief and pricked up his ears to make sure he could hear the faint sound of breathing.
Xiao Zhiyao cautiously reached out his hand and lifted the quilt beside him, revealing a quiet and well-behaved sleeping face.
The girl lay on her side with one hand under her head, her red lips slightly parted, her small golden hair quietly draped behind her head, her face as white and holy as an angel.
The feeling of surprise of regaining what I had lost suddenly flooded my heart.
Xiao Zhiyao covered her with the quilt again, his movements were gentle, and his breathing became slower involuntarily.
Fortunately, fortunately she didn't leave.
Quan Jiu had woken up when he entered the room. She didn't make a sound because she didn't want her sleep to be interrupted. But with Lu Zhiyao staring at her like that, she couldn't fall asleep anymore.
The sleeping person suddenly opened his eyes. Xiao Zhiyao was startled and looked away in panic.
Quan Jiu: "What time is it?"
"It's eight o'clock in the morning."
They had been looking for her all night, but they never expected that she would appear in his room and change into his new clothes.
Quan Jiu climbed up and got out of bed: "Did Prince John cause trouble for you?"
She knew her limits. The bomb last night wouldn't hurt those little devils; at most it would just make them suffer a little.
Lu Zhiyao looked apologetic: "Hill, I'm sorry."
He was unable to protect her.
Many vampires consider themselves superior and look down on humans from the bottom of their hearts.
Quan Jiu stepped on a stool, stood in front of the sink, took out a new toothbrush, and started brushing his teeth:
"You are just young. When you grow up, everything will be different."
When Lu Zhiyao grew up, he became the new heir of the Louis family.
…
Lu Zhiyao took the wine to the restaurant.
After the two finished their breakfast, the maid respectfully handed them a tray with a neatly folded paper towel on it.
Quan Jiu reached out and picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain on his lips like a dragonfly touching the water.
Her expression darkened and she lowered her eyes to look at the tissue in her hand.
The tissue was torn at some point, revealing a silver spot, and a faint stain of blood spread from the mouth.
She stretched out her right hand and accurately pulled out a silver needle from a tissue folded into several layers.
Silver needles are different from ordinary silver needles on the market.
The tip is sharp, only as thick as a hair, and about half the length of the little finger. It is impossible to detect it without unfolding the tissue and observing it carefully.
Quan Jiu touched the wound on his lower lip.
The wound is small, the bleeding has stopped, and it occasionally hurts a little.
The coldness in her eyes deepened. Using such vulgar means to deal with a three-year-old girl was simply dirty and shameful.
She placed the silver needle on the table and looked up at the maid, only to find that the maid, who had been respectful at first, had blurred eyes and her fangs had appeared. She kept glancing at the tissue stained with her blood.
Behind the maid, the restaurant staff who had been concentrating on their work sniffed the air.
"What smells so good..."
They looked towards Quan Jiu's position curiously.
Quan Jiu felt a little depressed. He calmly held the blood-stained tissue in his hand, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. He then poured black pepper sauce into the trash can, covering the original white tissue ball.
The fragrance in the air disappeared, Lu Zhiyao's face turned slightly red, he retracted his uncontrollable fangs, and looked at Quan Jiu apologetically.
He is a bad friend.
Always showing his fangs at her.
"Not once I reach adolescence," he rued.
As a child, he was unable to control his body's instincts.
…
In the vampire clan's meeting hall, many royal relatives and nobles gathered together, bringing their own children who were bombed, to condemn Quan Jiu for his evil deeds last night.
Prince John sat calmly in his chair, watching the scene he had personally planned, with a smug look in his eyes.
At this moment, his subordinate who was responsible for monitoring Quan Jiu leaned close to his ear and whispered something.
Prince John narrowed his red eyes slightly, and the emotion in his eyes quietly changed.
"It's just a sacrifice anyway. Even if I die among the vampires, no human will care."
In the large army of the crusade, someone suggested draining Quan Jiu's blood.
Chris sat in the main seat, watching the group's various proposals coldly without responding.
It was then that Prince John spoke.
"She's just a little girl, there's no need to be so cruel."
The others were all stunned.
What is going on?
Didn't you ask us to cause trouble for her?
Why are you still protecting him now?
Chris's eyes flashed red: "What does Prince John think?"
Prince John said: "Children are naughty by nature. It is understandable that they want to seek revenge after being wronged. However, she is so young, and her methods are so cruel. If she is not properly taught, she will become a disaster when she grows up."
Chris looked up and met his gaze in mid-air.
Prince John smiled amiably and said, "My wife happens to be free, why not let her take care of Xixier."
Chris immediately understood what he was thinking. Was he planning to kidnap someone?
"What happened last night is just one-sided accounts from those kids. We still have to hear what Xixier has to say for the details."
Chris did not agree to his request.
"I'll have someone bring her over."
…
Quan Jiu entered the conference room and sneered coldly at the scene of the eight-court trial.
Prince John's gaze fell on the wound at the corner of her mouth, his eyes unclear.
Lu Zhiyao suddenly took her chubby little hand and comforted her not to be afraid. He spoke silently and gestured to her with his mouth:
Don't be afraid, I'm here.
Chris asked about the details of last night, and Quan Jiu told him the truth, emphasizing that they were the ones who caused trouble for her first.
Prince John looked at her kindly and lovingly:
"Hill, it was just a little fight between kids. It's not good if you take it seriously."
Quan Jiu was disgusted by his hypocritical smile:
"A little fight? Uncle John, how about I throw you into the swimming pool too?"
Prince John's smile faded slightly.
Chris: "Since both parties are at fault, let's just forget about it."
He wants to make a big thing small and a small thing nothing.
It would have been fine if it was just Prince John, but she happened to attack a group of royal relatives and nobles, each of whom was a treasured child of the family.
"Since the clan leader has spoken, let's just leave it at that."
Unexpectedly, Prince John agreed immediately.
Chris looked at him in surprise.
Just when things were about to come to an end, Lisa suddenly appeared crying.
"Dad, my flying magic carpet is gone."
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