After Being Forced To Raise a Crazy Milk Dog, I Am So Fragrant

Dark clouds shrouded the sun, and there was no need for Aisha to hold an umbrella beside Cen Qing.

When passing the rose garden, Cen Qing smelled a strong smell of blood, and there was a faint sound of sawing wood.

"Sure enough, only the blood of a young girl is the sweetest."

Aisha covered the tip of her nose with a veil, looking extremely disgusted by the smell of blood.

Facing Cen Qing's slightly frightened eyes, Aisha tilted her head and said with a light smile,

"I'm right, my lord count."

Quickly looking away, Cen Qing coughed a few times pretending to be calm.

Although her hands are trembling slightly now, she must not be timid in her aura.

"Next time, remember to find a virgin's blood for me to drink, the freshly baked one that is still warm."

Than abnormal? Hey, who wouldn't.

But what happened next challenged Cen Qing's tense nerves all the time.

Stepping on the gravel road, Cen Qing accidentally stepped on the sticky soil around the flower garden.

The turbid muddy water splashed on the corners of Cen's clean and white skirt, bringing out small spots, which were an eyesore.

"Who is the gardener in charge of this garden?"

Aisha was very angry and insisted on finding out that person.

Seeing this posture, Cen Qing secretly felt that something was wrong, but when he was about to speak, he was grabbed by a force behind him.

[The plot needs it, don't interfere]

Lu Zhiyao shook his head at her, lip-smacking.

If all the plots cannot be completed on time, all the participants will be punished.

So she can only pray that all the plots can be completed before sunset.

"Major maid, it's this brat!"

The servant grabbed the boy by his collar and threw him directly into the rose garden.

The movements were so neat that even Cen Qing didn't see his appearance clearly.

In an instant, the boy's bare skin was pierced by rose thorns, and blood flowed into the soil along the wound.

The pure white skin was covered with blood and mud, and even the pinhole marks on it were covered up.

"Even if the soil in the flower garden can't be cleaned up, it's a waste to keep it. It's better to make the best use of it."

Aisha looked at the blood continuously flowing from the boy's arm, and a bloodthirsty smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.

The servant instantly understood what Aisha meant, and took out a small dagger from his cuff.

A deep wound was severely cut on the boy's wrist.

The blood gushed out immediately, and flowed into the soil of the flower garden, and it was nowhere to be found.

"It's no wonder the roses in Lord Earl's manor are blooming so enthusiastically. It turns out... they are all fed with human blood."

Lu Zhiyao said word by word, bringing the atmosphere of terror to its peak.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and Cen Qing knew that all this was not acting.

Blood is real, and so is human life.

All fucking lunatics!

Cen Qing clenched her fists tightly, her nails sank into her palms, the tingling pain could keep her awake.

"No one's blood is allotted to my roses as nourishment."

Acting, or acting with a group of lunatics, it's really...exciting.

Since she didn't get the script in her hand, she can play it as she likes, right?

Snapped--

A crisp applause broke the stagnation in the air.

Yes, Cen Qing slapped Aisha on the face.

"Is all blood sent to the rose garden? My place is not a dump!"

"Aisha, you've been slack at work recently."

No crazier than a lunatic, she might not last a day here!

Cen Qing took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingertips carefully, as if they were stained with something that disgusted her just now.

The air became stagnant again, and Cen Qing didn't know how Song Youyou would react.

But let her watch a life disappear in front of her, she can't do it!

"If this person's blood is not to the earl's liking, I will immediately replace it with the girl's blood."

The left face instantly became red and swollen, but Aisha reminded herself all the time.

As the head maid, she must unconditionally complete the tasks entrusted to her by the Earl.

"No need, the flowers are too gorgeous, and it may not be a good thing."

She couldn't bear to bring another person over for bloodletting.

According to the degree of madness of these people, what can't be done?

The boy's head was still pressed in the soil, and if the wound on his wrist was not treated quickly, he might bleed to death.

"The slave is also the property of the manor, take it down and let the doctor deal with it."

Cen Qing showed the earl's aura, and ordered in a deep voice.

Immediately afterwards, the servants hurriedly carried him down, for fear of dirtying the Earl's eyes.

After this short episode, the three continued on to their final destination.

It's just that Cen Qing can always feel the hot gaze belonging to Lu Zhiyao behind him.

But right now, she didn't have time to care what the heroine meant.

Because the scene in front of her almost made her want to vomit.

Fortunately, she didn't eat much at noon, otherwise this persona would not be able to maintain it now.

The pungent and strong smell of blood is mixed with the unique dampness of the underground, as well as the sticky moisture in the air.

Cen Qing was almost out of breath!

"My lord, please."

Aisha made a gesture of invitation, bent down and said respectfully.

Cen Qing: ...

She really wanted to escape, but she couldn't...

The toes landed on the marble slab, and the sticky and smooth touch made Cen Qing frown.

Following the light of the candle in Aisha's hand, Cen Qing looked down.

Sure enough, there was a layer of sticky blood on the marble slab.

These bloodstains should have been sprinkled here over the years, and even the cracks in the bricks were stained red.

It's really a one-to-one replica of Countess Elizabeth Ballitley's evil deeds.

Enduring the stickiness of the soles of his feet, Cen Qing continued to walk forward.

The light from the torches burning on the wall was enough for her to see the entire underground.

In the center is a pool of blood with a depth of 1.5 meters.

Blood was rolling in it, which was reserved for Elizabeth to wipe her body.

Therefore, the requirements for blood are not very high, as long as it is human blood, it is enough.

Next to it is a bathtub that can accommodate Elizabeth's body.

The blood inside is the purest, sweetest virgin blood.

Elizabeth used the blood to bathe almost every day to keep her youth forever.

The bath blood used up by her will not be wasted, and will be directly sprinkled into the rose garden to become their nourishment.

"Does your lord need a bath? Fresh blood has been prepared for you."

Aisha brand horror head maid comes online, with a gentle smile.

It seems to be asking about a very normal thing.

The sudden voice almost sent Cen Qing away, her eyes shifted, and her eyes fell on a cross.

On the wooden frame, nails are used to fix a thin layer of flesh-colored things similar to thin cloth.