Princess' personal painter

Not long after, the wet pajamas fell to the ground, and the young but alluring breasts of "theirs" were fully exposed. One side was noble and inviolable, and the other side was holy and unbearable to be profaned. Unforgettable beauty.

A slight blush also attached to their cheeks.

The "girl" stretched out her hand to the other person in the mirror, and when it touched the surface of the mirror, it directly broke the boundary between reality and illusion, and stuck it to the other person's chest.

"She" in the mirror responded with the same action.

After looking at each other for a long time again, their eyes became much softer this time.

Nodding to each other, they closed their eyes tacitly.

In silence, the two hands on the girl's chest pierced through the skin easily with a little force, and held the other's heart. Painful expressions appeared on their faces at the same time——

In the next instant, blood splattered everywhere.

Two remaining paintings from Chapter 70

In the early morning, the soft sunlight entered the room.

In the half-dark room, a frail girl was sitting on the bed. Judging from the puppet-like expression, she was obviously at a loss for the status quo.Her eyes were full of bewilderment, and she didn't even realize that the tie of the pajamas slipped off her fragrant shoulders.

Why... did I not die?

There is an emptiness in my head, so emptiness that makes people feel frightened... They, where are they?

Obviously I am a loser, but why am I the only one left?I can't understand... No, I should feel lucky!But it's so uncomfortable, they are gone, I feel like I have lost something very important, I can't breathe, I want to cry...

Hearing the sound of tears "da da" falling on the bed, she realized that she was really crying.

She hugged the pillow in front of her tightly, and said to herself while crying: "Why did it become like this, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it..."

Sadness and self-blame took over her heart for a while.

Burying her cheeks in the soft pillow, the tears poured out even more disappointingly, and quickly wet the pillow.Just when she was crying a little bit unconsciously, she only heard a familiar voice softly asking in her ear: "Irene, why are you crying?"

Looking up, she saw a delicate and fair face, it was Yaniweier.

"Wei'er, is that you? I am a murderer, I...killed them..." She murmured, then closed her eyes in pain, waiting for the upcoming verdict.

"Haven't woken up yet? Or is there something uncomfortable?"

The vampire girl's tone remained flat, she reached out and pressed her forehead to the girl's forehead, then gently held her wrist, feeling her pulse for a while.Realizing that everything was in good condition, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Your body is almost healed, do you want to go for a walk outside?"

Noticing that the girl raised her pear blossom's rainy cheeks and was looking at her in a daze, Yaniweier suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and whispered: "I just got up too, and I ran over when I heard your crying. It’s too late to dress up properly, isn’t it ugly if your skin is too white? There are also clothes, do you need to change into Erin’s favorite one before coming here?”

Complicated emotions were revealed in the girl's eyes, and she whispered, "Wei'er..."

Yaniweier wiped the tears on the girl's cheeks with her hand, and replied softly: "Yes."

Looking at the girl's calm face, Yaniweier thought that her emotions had finally stabilized, but unexpectedly, the other party rushed over and hugged her, sobbing "Woooo", "Weier, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for making you worry for so long, I've... recovered..."

……

Half an hour later, Yaniweier carefully helped Erin get up, took care of her after breakfast, and then led her to the outside courtyard for a walk.

Due to recovering from a serious illness, Irene's body is obviously still a little weak, and she needs to be supported by Yaniweier so as not to fall, but the complexion on her face is indeed much better than before, and the feeling of fullness in her body makes her feel The fact that he finally "come alive".

"Cheer yourself up? You should be able to recover after a few more days of rest. Then we can go to meet the princess. Irene must miss her very much, right?"

The morning sun is cool and pleasant, and the refreshing air seems to be infiltrating through every pore. Irene is obsessed with the long-lost refreshing touch. When she heard Yaniweier's question, she suddenly felt a feeling that she didn't know how to face it. Facing Sisyana's mood, she unconsciously responded, "Yes."

Aware of Irene's strangeness, Yaniweier changed her words considerately: "However, Irene should rest for a while, I will always be with you, the princess should not need to worry."

"Yeah." Another absent-minded answer, Irene finally came back to her senses, tears welled up in her originally red eyes, and she asked uneasily, "Well... don't you have anything you want to ask?"

Yaniweier was slightly taken aback, and then said calmly: "There are many things that I don't understand. Indeed, I also want to know what happened and why Irene's condition improved. Even so... But I think if necessary, Eileen will tell me, won't she?"

This attitude of complete trust made Erin bow her head in shame: "But, they are obviously more qualified than me. Obviously...the me now should not be me..."

Before the words fell, Erin felt a pair of hands on her shoulders, and at the same time the vampire girl cast a scrutinizing gaze, and said seriously: "Irene is still the original Erin, I can't make a mistake... When you say 'they', do you mean the two paintings you painted earlier?"

Erin asked in confusion, "I drew...those two paintings?"

"Yeah." Yaniweier nodded, "I found that when you passed out, there were those two paintings beside you. It took you three days to complete it, and it can be felt that it is very important. You should still remember it? Don’t worry, I’ll put it away for you.”

Irene was taken aback for a moment, then said urgently: "Where is it? I want to see it!"

So, the two returned to the room, and Yaniweier took out a delicate box from the cabinet and handed it to Irene: "The painting is inside, Irene, do you want to open it yourself?"

Staring at the box in her hand without blinking, Erin suddenly had a strange premonition in her heart.She opened the box with reverence, and when her fingers touched the two folded drawing papers, she felt a kind and inexplicable touch from her fingertips, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Carefully spread out the two paintings on the bed, I saw that the two girls on the drawing paper had the same faces as themselves, but they had completely different temperaments - the girl on the left was wearing a noble and gorgeous old-fashioned princess dress She is of noble blood, and there is even a bit of rebelliousness in her confident expression; the girl on the right is wearing a slightly loose nun dress, but it can't conceal the natural sacred aura, but as if she has experienced some misfortune, her soft eyebrows and eyes Zhongzheng reveals a vague sadness.

Irene stared at "them" in bewilderment for a long time, and felt sad for a moment, and tears gushed out again.He covered his cheeks with his hands, but couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his fingers.

Even though the two girls were already dead, Irene still couldn't accept the fact that they were completely gone.

After all, in the past half a month, all the unfortunate things they encountered seemed to have happened to Irene, so that Irene also had the same emotional experience as them.Therefore, even if it was the root cause of Irene's torment, it was still difficult for her to accept the current situation.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...it's all my fault...even if it's for you, I will definitely live a good life..." Erin confides intermittently while sobbing.

The complicated feelings in it, maybe only she can know it?

As for Yaniweier, the only thing she can do at this time is to silently guard by Irene's side.She noticed that Erin's tears inadvertently wet the corner of one of the works, she couldn't help sighing softly, and stretched out her hand to put it away, but she suddenly noticed some unusual breaths.

With the rapid spread of tears on the paper, a change occurred.

Chapter 71 The Personality of the Imperial Princess

A brilliant light suddenly lit up from the painting, piercing people's eyes.

The painting quickly melted, disintegrated, and quickly transformed into a phantom of a noble and refined girl.Under Yaniweier's surprised eyes, the girl hugged Irene who was crying, and kissed her forehead lightly, and the whole body burst into colorful brilliance, which directly merged into Irene's body.

"Irene?" Yaniweier called out hastily.

Unbelievable things continued to happen, and the clothes on Irene's body were quickly dispelled in the blooming brilliance, revealing a young and attractive body.She unconsciously let out a "hmmmm", and the bright brilliance began to flow on her body, and she wove another gorgeous costume—the same as the one on the painting, which was made by a top tailor during the Empire period. Dresses made for princesses.

This mutation has completely gone beyond the category of "magic".

When the movement in the room subsided, Yaniweier stared blankly at the "Irene" with a completely different temperament in front of her, and was completely speechless for a while.

The eyes are slightly closed, the delicate eyelashes are trembling, and the corners of the mouth are showing a light smile. The arrogant temperament in the expression has become another person, and the graceful and gorgeous long dress worn by the girl is also perfect. It perfectly matched the dreamlike aura on her body.

It seems to be the darling of the gods, gathering the brilliance of the heaven and the earth into one.

From the jade feet wrapped in pure white silk to the silver hair ornaments on the gently swaying hair, the girl exudes a breathless beauty from top to bottom.

After a long lapse of 300 years, the princess of the empire, who was sealed by the Witch King because she was too good, appeared here again in her most perfect face—until this time, Yaniweier finally knew that Irene emphasized What does it mean that they are not "Arisa Mina", because apart from their identical appearance, they are indeed completely different individuals.

After an unknown amount of time, "Alyssa Mina" opened her eyes, put a hand on her heart, and said to herself, "So it's like this, I finally understand... "

Yaniweier stared at the strange girl, and asked warily, "Irene?"

The imperial princess had a strange smile on her face, she shook her head and said, "My name is Alyssa Mina St. Olysses, please don't compare me with that idiot."

Yaniweier's expression changed slightly: "What happened just now? How is Irene?"

"Irene? It seems that you are really obsessed with her." The girl chuckled, then suddenly stretched out her hand, put a slender finger in front of Yaniweier, and said in a commanding tone, " Want to get an answer, as my servant, you know how to do it?"

Startled for a moment, Yaniweier's heart speeded up.

As a vampire with a strong need for blood, she hadn't tasted Irene's blood for a long time, and her body was already in a state of extreme hunger and thirst.At this time, she was suddenly teased by the girl, and she almost couldn't suppress the desire deep in her heart and agreed.

Yaniweier gasped for a few breaths before moving her gaze away from her fragile jade fingers. She stretched out her hands and grabbed the girl's shoulders, and asked in a low voice, "How is Irene?"

The pain from the shoulder made the girl frowned in displeasure, she snorted softly and said, "Yanivelle Xueluo, the fallen princess from the Northland, you have exceeded the rules, let me go! "

"Irene has never restricted me with a contract, and neither can you."

As she spoke, Yaniweier pushed the girl heavily onto the bed, her scarlet eyes revealed a dangerous light, her slender nails ran across her fair neck, and she threatened in a bad tone: "Don't think this It's Erin's body, so I don't dare to lay hands on you... tell me the answer!"

The noble girl resisted unwillingly for a while, but apparently restrained by this frail body, she couldn't break free. She glared angrily at the vampire girl on her body and said, "I am the master of this body, how could it be that idiot?" ..." Before she could finish speaking, a slight stabbing pain came from her neck as the other party's fingertips slid across her neck, making her eyes widen in disbelief, and her expression instantly became flustered.

"Wait, wait, Wei Er, I was wrong... I am Erin!"

As if admitting this matter was a great humiliation to her, Irene turned her eyes away after shouting, showing a very aggrieved look, her cheeks were so red that they were dripping water.

Yaniweier stared at the girl under her, and asked repeatedly: "Are you Irene?"

"Hmph, believe it or not." Irene said sullenly, "Wei'er, is this how you treat your master? Let me go!"

Yaniweier let go of the girl and said lightly, "Please give me an explanation."

Irene sat up, tidied her clothes, waited until the blush on her cheeks dissipated, and then said in the usual arrogant tone: "Although I am Irene, I still hope that I won't be confused with that idiot, In this form, I hope you can call me by my original name...Of course, as my servant, the title 'Master' is the most correct!"

These words were obviously contradictory. Yaniweier thought for a while and still couldn't understand what she meant. She asked aloud, "What is the relationship between Imperial Princess Alisa Mina... and Irene?"

The relationship here is very intricate, and it will be difficult to explain clearly for a while. Irene bit her lip unwillingly, and said after a while: "We are one person, but in this form, I am 'Alyssa Mi Na'...you can understand it as two personalities of the same person."

"Another personality of Irene?" Yaniweier asked with her head tilted.

"Although I don't know why it became like this, this is indeed the best result for us, me and them, us and her..." Obviously troubled by how to use the wording, Erin's The words stagnated, but she quickly snorted softly, put aside unnecessary troubles, and changed her words, "I can't tell, anyway, just blame that stupid Irene!"

Yaniweier's expression became subtle: "Is Erin an idiot?"

Irene's pretty face blushed, and she glared at Yaniweier: "Yes, Irene is a big fool. But only I can say that...Damn servant, you are not allowed to think of anything strange!"

After a long conversation, Yaniweier still couldn't figure out what was going on with Irene, but since the girl in front of her was undoubtedly Irene, she finally felt relieved, and then asked: "So, how about Irene?" How can I switch back to my original personality?"

"Well, you can just ask me."

I saw Irene stretching out a slender finger, shaking it lightly in front of Yaniweier, and said triumphantly: "As the humble blood slave of this palace, you must have longed for it for a long time, right? This palace gave you a reward, why don't you hurry up and beg for mercy to accept it?"

Even with Yaniweier's indifferent personality, she couldn't help but turn dark when she heard these words. She could be regarded as having thoroughly experienced the badness of Irene's personality named "Alyssa Mina".

Chapter 72 Irene and "Them" Strings

10 minute later.

"Hmm, it's really comfortable..."

Accompanied by a soft moan, Irene's cheeks blushed cutely. She knew she would not be able to hold on if she continued, so she reluctantly pulled out her finger and ordered, "It's fine."

"Yeah." Yaniweier, who was sitting on her knees, responded and stood up.

Irene closed her eyes to calm down her desire, and then asked: "Why do you have sexual desire after being sucked blood? Could it be because of saliva?"

Irene had never asked such a question before, and Yaniweier hesitated before answering: "The saliva of high-level vampires has an aphrodisiac effect on humans."

"Only with blood contact? Like this?"

Yaniweier was stunned for a moment, but saw Irene put the finger in her mouth and began to suck, showing a look of enjoyment while sipping.