“Hey hey, Little Fengling, what else do you want to know? The distribution of forces outside? The movements of the Vampires? Or about Sister Lingyue’s time in the Blood Prison? I can’t say much about the first two, but the last one I can talk to you about for three days and nights without stopping!”
Lili dragged her chair forward a step, speaking in a volume only Fengling could hear, while also glancing sideways at Ling Yue.
“Today, Lili.”
Ling Yue’s calm gaze projected from the kitchen doorway.
“Alright, alright, I won’t talk! Anyway, Little Fengling, don’t worry, I’ll come again in the future. This time is just a greeting. Next time I come, I’ll bring you some fun things from outside! Like those little lanterns made of coagulated blood from the Vampire Market, or chewy magic gummies, or maybe some little toys that can make Ling Yue turn hostile in an instant?”
After speaking, Lili stood up, sheathed her short sword into the leather holster at her waist, then picked up the cowboy hat from the coffee table and put it back on her head, lowering the brim to her brow bone, just enough to cover the ring of bloody color around the edge of her eyes.
‘Wait… Was this cowboy-hat-wearing person here just to get her face known? Only nine minutes, and she’s already leaving?’
Though Fengling was silently complaining, when she saw Lili reach out her hand and slightly curl her pinky, she sighed, curled her own pinky, and extended it to hook with hers.
“Alright, Sister Lingyue, I’m off! The outskirts will be noisy lately. If you have time, come out and keep an eye on things. Don’t always keep your little golden canary locked up at home.”
When Lili reached the doorway, she turned back to say to Ling Yue.
Ling Yue didn’t reply, just opened the door and stepped aside to make way.
Lili paused for a moment at the door.
Fengling couldn’t see her expression, only vaguely catching the lock of hair under her hat brim swaying gently in the tunnel’s airflow.
Then, she waved her hand, turned, and walked into the tunnel… clack clack of her high-heeled boots on the ground grew fainter, and finally, just like when she arrived, was completely swallowed by the humming of the barrier at the cave entrance.
After the door closed, Fengling curled up on the sofa, hugging a cushion, and replayed every word Lili had just said in her mind.
Lili said that several forces outside were gathering toward the castle, and this was a good opportunity.
And in that final scene, the words Lili said when she turned back at the door… The tone wasn’t like a subordinate or friend at all, but rather some deeper relationship, an obsession that would go to any lengths for Ling Yue’s happiness.
Nowadays, Fengling was very sensitive to emotions, but she still couldn’t quite figure out what was going on in Ling Yue’s mind.
However, when she hooked pinkies with Lili just now, Fengling also noticed a detail—there was a very faint ring mark on Lili’s pinky.
It was a circular indentation left on the skin after wearing a silver ring for a long time and then taking it off.
Being able to leave such a mark on a vampire’s body meant that the ring was made of holy silver… Ling Yue had said that this was one of the metals vampires hated most.
A vampire wearing a ring made of holy silver to the point of leaving a mark on the skin meant that the ring must have been very important to her.
Fengling silently committed this detail to memory.
After seeing Lili off, Ling Yue returned to the living room, sat down next to Fengling, then picked up the ancient book on the coffee table and continued reading.
As for Fengling, she picked up the controller again and turned on the game.
In the living room, only the sounds of pages turning and buttons clicking remained.
The two of them were about a cushion apart, but neither spoke.
Finally, after about five minutes, Fengling was the first to speak and ask:
“Is she your first friend?”
“Mm. The oldest one.”
“Older than your group of first-generation noble vampires?”
“About the same. When I met her, she was still a little human girl, following me around calling me sister, sister… Later, I was turned into a vampire first, and she, at the age of twenty-five, passed away due to certain circumstances.”
“Huh? Then how come she’s a vampire now?”
“Later, I brought her back.”
Ling Yue closed the book and placed it on the coffee table.
This phrase, “brought her back,” was said in the most indifferent tone, but what lay behind it was a history that could not be glossed over.
Turning a dead person into a vampire—the cost and power required for that was not something any ordinary vampire could achieve.
Fengling didn’t press further, because she felt that topic shouldn’t be dug deeper, afraid of stepping on some landmine of Ling Yue’s and putting herself in danger.
“She must be very important to you, right?”
So she changed the question.
At this moment, Ling Yue finally picked up the book again and continued reading.
“Mm.”
Fengling noticed that every time Ling Yue said “Mm,” the finger turning the page would lightly tap the spine of the book.
This was a micro-movement she made every time she was lying or hiding something.
Afterwards, Fengling continued to control Link on the grassland riding a horse, running laps aimlessly on the already mostly explored continent.
She was too lazy to switch games, and she wasn’t in the mood to play a new game.
After all, games for her now were just a means to cover up her emotions.
Heh, really ironic.
When she was Xu Feng, she was a complete gaming addict…
Also, many people outside the castle were gathering here, but inside the castle there were only her, Ling Yue, and a group of secrets kept in cages.
Each of these secrets could be a key to the exit.
Of course, among them, there were definitely many triggers for the chopping knife.
That night, Ling Yue dragged Fengling into the wedding chamber again.
When she pushed open the door, Fengling saw that the bedsheet had been changed to a new color she hadn’t seen before—a very light silver-gray.
And on the bedside table was the small box containing the seven-colored ribbon, along with two small items she had never seen before.
A crescent-shaped silver hairpin, and a transparent bottle.
The bottle contained a powder that looked like fine white sand.
“What’s that?”
Fengling asked somewhat fearfully.
“The hairpin is today’s new tool. It has a micro perception rune carved inside. After putting it on, all tactile sensations tonight will be amplified by an additional twenty percent.”
As Ling Yue spoke, she opened the box and took out the seven-colored ribbon, wrapping it around her finger twice to test its elasticity.
“As for this, it’s the final version of the ribbon you received last time.”
“And the silver powder is magic salt. When sprinkled on the skin, it will heat up slightly upon contact with blood or saliva. The heat level and duration depend on the dosage.”
Fengling stared fixedly at the silver hairpin.
“Twenty percent? Additional? Huh?”
“Mm. On top of the previous test results, an additional twenty percent. The sensation of each item will be increased a notch due to the hairpin’s amplification. Rules are the same as before, so today’s content is similar to last time. Fewer tools, but you must not move no matter what I do. If you move, we start over.”
Upon hearing this, Fengling took a deep breath.
Three items—the hairpin was an amplifier, the ribbon was an emotion display, and the magic salt was for enhancement.
Ling Yue had opened a small department store specifically to deal with her today.
But compared to the last row of metal tools from thin to thick, today’s lineup was already super streamlined.
At least there was no box of silver needles that made her legs go weak just by looking at them.
“Fine, let’s make this quick.”
So Fengling brushed her hair to one side, revealing the back of her neck.
Seeing this, Ling Yue used the hairpin to pin back her left hair behind her ear, then pushed the hairpin into her hair, fixing it three finger-widths behind the ear.
When the metal touched her scalp, there was a moment of slight coolness.
Then, the nerve endings of Fengling’s entire left scalp seemed to collectively awaken.
This… was somewhat like a subtle tingling sensation similar to static electricity, slowly spreading from the fixed center point of the hairpin along the contour of her skull.
Then, Ling Yue lightly tapped the hairpin with her index finger.
This caused Fengling’s shoulder blades to clench sharply.
She even let out a sound.
This tap, amplified by the rune on the hairpin, transmitted directly along her skull to both ears, then to the side of her neck.
“Amplification tactile confirmation complete~ Next is the second item.”
“Little Fengling, you have to hold on, and don’t move a bit~ Hehehehe…”
Hearing Ling Yue’s clearly off low laugh, Fengling slowly closed her eyes.
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