Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

No matter how cunning and shrewd the male protagonist is, he is still a child at heart and has no idea what the difference is between a master and a blood servant.

Claiming to be Ni Qing's master is just empty talk.

The girl tilted her head, her dark hair cascading down like a dark waterfall to her waist. Her skin was pale and bloodless, except for the color of her lips, which were as red as fresh blood.

After the two left, Ni Qing smiled slightly, with a hint of helplessness: "Alright, alright, you're my master, I'll do whatever you say."

This was the first time Brewster had encountered such mindless agreement, but he wasn't oblivious to her perfunctory attitude. He pursed his lips slightly and lowered his head.

People like them, who are half-vampires, find it hard to swallow human food, and they are not allowed to drink fresh blood. Instead, they can only go to the hall and each person is given a blood clotting agent.

It can replenish energy, but the taste is terrible.

This is what Amin told her before she came out.

“Your Highness, let’s go to the main hall to get our food.” She smiled, her eyes crinkling into a smile that softened her otherwise aloof appearance.

Ni Qing leaned down slightly, extending her slender fingers, wanting to take his hand.

Brewster looked up; the brief exchange had left little room for trust between them. He subtly avoided her outstretched hand, his eyes lowered: "I'm not hungry, you go ahead."

His silver hair hung down his back in a messy manner. Due to malnutrition, he did not have the baby fat of children his age. His chin was sharp, and his eyes were big and bright, vaguely revealing the handsome appearance he would have as a teenager.

Ni Qing pretended not to care and said softly, "Then Your Highness should go back and rest early. I'll go to the main hall first." "Man is made of iron, food is steel; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal."

Brewster wasn't immune to hunger. In the original storyline, he couldn't get any blood coagulants and was always on the verge of starvation. At his age, he was growing the fastest.

When I first went to collect the blood clotting agent, I was met with a lot of sarcastic remarks and ridicule.

"Why isn't Your Highness dining with the Prince? Why are you coming to this small place to compete with us half-vampires for food?"

"I'm afraid Your Highness wouldn't find our blood clotting agents suitable."

Even when food is plentiful, the vampire subordinates distributing food will not give him any unless he is on the verge of death.

These blatant acts of bullying are all instigated by the nobles above. The abdication of the vampire prince is imminent; we cannot allow insignificant, lowly half-vampires to steal our attention.

Especially his appearance.

Thinking of this, Brewster lowered his eyes even further, looking pitiful. Ni Qing sighed silently and, when he wasn't looking, touched his hair.

Her already messy and unkempt hair became even messier.

He was taken aback, clearly not expecting her to dare touch his head so directly. The intimate and natural gesture made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Ni Qing didn't expect to gain his trust in one go; there was still a long time before he came of age, and there was plenty of time ahead.

She watched Brewster leave the room, walking step by step toward the fenced yard until his small figure disappeared from sight, before slowly making her way to the hall.

She arrived late, and the lobby was already packed with a long queue. There were men, women, and children everywhere. Ni Qing was slightly lost in thought, subconsciously observing her surroundings.

The place where she was bitten was almost the boundary between purebloods and half-bloods. Was the vampire who bit her that day also in this hall?

There were indeed children of similar age in the hall, but most of them were timid and hesitant, with shifty eyes, looking shy and blank when noticed.

Ni Qing licked her dry lips, the image of that person's eyes appearing in her mind. Deep, bloodthirsty, yet full of confidence and ease with their prey, they would never be so insecure.

Could she be the male lead?

But Brewster's behavior was no different from that of an ordinary child.

"Your blood coagulant." The group had been slowly shrinking, and the leader coldly took out a dark-colored reagent and casually tossed it to her.

Just as he was about to take one down, he found that the girl was still standing there motionless.

She blinked, her voice clear and melodious: "Hello, I'm very hungry, could I have another one?" No matter where you are, good looks always make someone receive some extra attention.

The man paused for a moment before saying with slight impatience, "Fine." He then tossed her another blood coagulant with a slight wave of his hand.

The people around her had some impression of this new half-vampire, and they secretly sized her up with tentative and curious glances.

After receiving the blood coagulant, Ni Qing didn't linger. She casually said thank you, ignored the unfriendly stares from those around her, and left.

They don't need to be busy from morning till night; once the cleaning is done, there's not much else to do. Most people just stay in their own homes. But Brewster is different; he has to do all sorts of complicated chores.

They feed the pets of noble-blooded clansmen, such as parrots, bats, or, for the more ferocious, white wolves and wild foxes.

They were all free-range in the yard, and countless vampires responsible for feeding them had been bitten to death. It's a mystery how the protagonist, being so small, managed to survive.

Thinking about this, Ni Qing felt a headache coming on.

She wasn't particularly hungry, and only went to the storage room at the back after returning to the fenced courtyard.

Everyone has their own room, except for the male protagonist who sleeps in a storage room, which is a mess with all sorts of things, including cobwebs, but there is no bed or furniture.

Ni Qing adjusted her posture and knocked on the door.

There was no sound from inside; it was as quiet as if no one lived there at all. But she knew he had nowhere else to go and could only stay there.

About ten minutes later, the person inside finally got annoyed by her persistent persistence and silently opened the door a crack. Deep, bright, blood-red eyes shone in the darkness, and a muffled voice asked, "What is it?"

Ni Qing couldn't see his expression, but she handed him a vial of blood clotting agent: "I ordered two, here's one for you."

He narrowed his eyes and decisively said, "No need, thank you." He then seemed about to close the door, but the girl, sensing something was wrong, immediately stopped him.

"You'll get hungry eventually. It's okay if you don't eat now, you can eat later. Just accept it."

Brewster had actually been hungry for two days. His gaze fell heavily on the reagent she handed him, then he suddenly smiled slightly: "Okay, thank you for taking care of me."

Having said that, his scarred hand slowly took the food from the girl's soft hand.

Ni Qing didn't think much of it, but she was also happy to see the situation like this: "Then you should rest well, I won't bother you anymore." The other one was intended for Amin, who was in a weak state, as a way of thanking her for all the help she had given.

After she left, Brewster casually closed the door. The room was pitch black, covered in cobwebs, and a pile of discarded brooms lay in a heap.

Only the slightly moldy floor was mopped clean; that was where he slept.

A vampire's vision is clearer in the dark. He looked at the still-warm blood coagulant in his hand with an ambiguous expression, a slight mocking smile playing on his lips.

A quarter of an hour later, he slowly walked to the trash can, his gaze casual and lazy, and threw the reagent in his hand into the trash can.

Ni Qing was completely unaware of this. When she approached Amin, the other woman was still leisurely lying in bed: "You brought me reagents? It's okay, you can eat them yourself. I've been busy all day, and that stuff is really awful. My cabinet is piled high with them."

Ni Qing had no choice but to give up, return to her room, open the reagent, and take a small sip.

Hmm... how could there be something so awful to eat???

Although it didn't taste very good, it was quite filling. She gritted her teeth and ate the whole thing, and felt her previously weak body was relieved.