Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

The butler was long accustomed to this. Although he prepared a glass of blood for his master every night, his master never finished it, only taking a small sip each time.

He held the wine glass and sighed silently. His Lordship is a picky eater.

However, as a qualified butler, he never gave up searching for delicacies.

A sleepless night. For Satan, sleeping or not sleeping made no difference.

However, one of the things that made Satan feel out of sync with the vampire race was that while other vampires were nocturnal, sleeping during the day, he was the opposite. If he had to sleep, it would definitely be at night. Other vampires had to sleep in coffins, but he couldn't; he needed a bed. Of course, a more obvious point was that other vampires, once hungry, especially the weaker ones, became like mindless zombies. Even the princes and elders had to drink blood every day. He didn't. Most of the time, he found blood disgusting. Besides this, there was sunlight. Although prince-level vampires weren't afraid of sunlight, they generally disliked it. He, however, felt nothing.

There were too many such things. Satan wasn't stupid, but he was too lazy to delve into it.

On the other hand, after sleeping for a night and her body having absorbed most of the blood, Su Tang didn't stay in bed any longer. After all, her current situation wasn't one of leisure and comfort.

To the manor's servants, the beautiful Miss Anna was undoubtedly different from any other distinguished guest. This was evident in the way His Highness the Prince treated her with both love and hate.

As transformed vampires, they knew better than anyone that she needed to drink enough blood. Yet yesterday, apart from His Highness the Prince, no one else had accompanied Miss Anna. The servants, thinking that she had actually drunk His Highness the Prince's blood, looked at her differently.

With both respect and fear, as if looking at a second master.

"Miss Anna, this is fresh blood, just drawn this morning."

The servant's face was full of respect, but Su Tang couldn't bring herself to drink it.

Blood, human blood. This wasn't the blood of the demon Satan, which she could drink without any psychological burden. As a law-abiding citizen, she couldn't break through this psychological barrier.

However, she still accepted it.

The little maid looked so cautious, a little pitiful.

When Satan came downstairs, this was the scene he saw: the red-haired girl holding a wine glass filled with thick blood.

He was furious, feeling a sense of betrayal. Yesterday, she was clinging to him, drinking his blood, and today she had turned to someone else.

Su Tang didn't know someone was behind her. She was just pretending. She even imitated the way one would taste wine, bringing the glass closer to smell it, and then… there was no then.

Having tasted nectar, who could still stomach such inferior stuff?

"Thank you." Su Tang didn't want to upset the little maid, so she pretended to take a sip and handed it back. "Here you go."

As she spoke, she gave a harmless smile, like a blooming rose.

The little maid was momentarily stunned. When she came back to her senses, the rose-like lady was gone, leaving only a glass of blood.

"Miss Anna is so gentle~" she whispered in admiration. "And so generous."

The butler, however, was worried about the little maid's admiration. His Highness the Prince was a picky eater, and unexpectedly, Miss Anna was also picky. What would they do in the future?

In the corner, Satan witnessed this scene, the corners of his lips curling up. He could sense that the little girl hadn't drunk a single drop of blood. As a newly transformed vampire, her willpower was astonishing.

Su Tang was intent on causing trouble. Not seeing Satan early in the morning, she found herself some work.

A while later, seeing a servant tending the flowers, she enthusiastically went over and destroyed all the flowers. Then she saw someone cleaning the statues and enthusiastically went over and destroyed the statues as well. Finally, she saw someone feeding the horses. The groom panicked, fearing she would kill the horses, and almost knelt down crying, begging her to leave.

The groom pleaded, "Miss Anna, I beg you, please just find a garden to sit in and enjoy some delicious afternoon tea. These are tasks for us lowly servants. You mustn't do them yourself."

Su Tang rolled up her sleeves and then pointed to her black and white maid uniform. "See this? What I'm wearing is a maid uniform, so don't use honorifics with me."

The groom was on the verge of tears. Everyone in the manor knew that the newly arrived Miss Anna was having a quarrel with His Highness the Prince. Although she was wearing a maid uniform, who had ever seen a maid sleep in the Prince's chambers, or a maid drink the Prince's blood?

Impossible. She was a distinguished guest!

"But Miss Anna, the horses in our stables are delicate. The grass they eat needs to be specially prepared. Even a slight difference can cause them diarrhea, and eventually death. So, it's not that I don't want you to help, but I'm afraid these horses will get diarrhea."

The groom racked his brains for an excuse, and finally, after much persuasion, managed to dissuade her.

Once she left, the groom finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when he turned around, he almost choked.

"Y-Your Highness."

Oh dear, when did His Highness the Prince arrive? Did he hear what he had said to Miss Anna? Would he be angry? He'd heard that Miss Anna had previously demolished the garden, and he hadn't even frowned.

The groom was almost scared to death. Then, he heard His Highness the Prince say, "You did well."

Groom: ???

Satan said, "If she comes again, continue saying this."

Although our demon lord appeared calm on the surface, he was actually gnashing his teeth in anger. In one day, she had almost destroyed his manor. What a troublemaker. He wanted to see what other tricks she had up her sleeve.

Did Su Tang have any more tricks? Of course she did, and she was saving the biggest one for last: the demon's bedroom.

The demon's bedroom was cleaned by the butler, but today, Su Tang sneaked in.

As expected, it was black and white, gloomy and oppressive. She looked around and finally fixed her gaze on the extra-large luxurious bed.

"Hmm… no handy tools."

She whispered to the system, but the system was lifeless. "What do you want to do now?"

Su Tang replied, "Clean."

The system said, "Don't kid me. Who cleans empty-handed?!" Then, it earnestly advised, "Kid, can you stop messing around? You can't outsmart the male lead. In the end, you'll be the one who suffers."

Su Tang continued to roll up her sleeves. "If I don't cause trouble now, and save it for later, it won't be any fun." Having said that, she finally found a silk handkerchief in his bedroom and, without a hint of hesitation, used it as a rag.

Silk handkerchiefs were easily damaged, and others would treasure them, but in her hands, it almost became a bathroom accessory.

When Satan entered, the room looked like it had been ransacked. The quilt was half-slipped onto the floor, his clothes were crumpled into a ball, and most importantly, this damned woman was actually using his favorite handkerchief to wipe the table! And on the table, she had somehow managed to get mud!

Su Tang held the handkerchief and looked at him innocently. "Your Highness, I saw the lotus flowers in the pond were blooming nicely, and I wanted to pick one and put it in your bedroom."

Satan gritted his teeth. "It's winter. Where did you find lotus flowers?!"

Su Tang pulled out a twig from the mud that was unrecognizable. "Here. We'll nurture it this year, and it will bloom next summer."

Satan: …

Su Tang: Letting loose feels so good~

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