Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Little Mia had no choice but to hold the rag doll and follow the soldier in.

Because she is still young and has not yet awakened, she has no wings and cannot fly.

The soldier held a knife and strode ahead.

She was jogging to keep up.

Along the way, she once again received a lot of looks of disdain and disgust.

The castle of the Devonshire family is indeed very large, majestic and spectacular, in sharp contrast to the ruins of Pucilla Castle.

Passing through the columns and bypassing the vaults of various shapes, inside the solid, heavy, balanced and stable castle, the narrow windows form a strong contrast with the vast interior space.

The interior of the castle is dimly lit and very deep, giving people a sense of mystery and darkness.

Following the pattering footsteps of the soldiers, walking into the long and narrow corridor was like walking into the long belly of a python, which gave people a deep sense of depression and was extremely eerie.

The dirty little princess, holding a smiling rag doll, seemed to be frightened by the surrounding environment, and some did not dare to look up.

He followed the soldiers at a trot, and finally arrived at the extremely luxurious hall.

The complicated lighting emits a faint light, and the four high walls cast dark shadows on the dark black carpet.

Walking on a thick long carpet under your feet, you walk through the long and spacious but deserted corridor. The burning wrought iron candlesticks on the walls on both sides elongate your shadow diagonally.

On a high European-style bench, a pale man in a tuxedo sat on it, with his legs crossed and a tired look on his face as he drank the blood from the cup. His appearance was extremely feminine.

The temperature in the hall was extremely cool, causing people's skin to shiver physiologically, and he seemed to particularly like this environment, intoxicated by the sweet blood and unable to extricate himself.

This is the powerful and noble Prince of Devonshire - Rusfan.

It is said that he is more than 300 years old this year, which is considered to be in his prime.

Little Princess Mia stood there, staring at him with her dirty little face, seemingly nervous.

After the soldier delivered her, he folded his hands and saluted, and said, "Your Highness, Princess Mia has arrived."

Prince Rusfan seemed a little displeased to have his enjoyment time suddenly interrupted.

But since he had seen the token before, he naturally wouldn't do anything to a child.

He glanced casually at the dirty little vampire.

The blood flowing in her body is indeed that of Prince Pucilla.

It seems that this should be Pucilla's only daughter-Mia.

I just received news a while ago that the Pucilla family was destroyed and the whereabouts of the little princess was unknown.

Now, she came to him with the token, presumably following Pucilla's instructions.

Rusfan put down the cup, looked at her carefully, and asked: "Mia, your father once saved my life. In order to repay the favor, I allow you to live here."

Hearing this, little Princess Mia hugged her little baby tightly and whispered thank you.

Rusfan immediately summoned the maid and asked her to take the little princess to the new room.

Mia was originally going to follow the maid, but suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Rusfan.

"Dear uncle, my servant Laurel is still waiting outside. I wonder if you can let her come in with you?"

Rusfan frowned, "It's okay if you don't want the previous servant, I will give you a new maid."

Mia was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to say something more.

But Rusfan no longer had the patience to listen. He waved his hand and motioned for the maid to take her away.