Wen Qing keenly sensed the smell of gunpowder between the housekeeper and Sikong.
He looked at the expressionless butler, and then at the indifferent Sikong, he struggled for a while, but didn't speak.
If two players were arguing in their own room, Wen Qing would definitely let the two of them go together.
But these were two aborigines, and they might have shared some information while talking.
Wen Qing lowered her eyes, looked at the milk tea in her hand, picked it up and took a sip.
The milk tea is very fragrant, rich in taste, sweet but not greasy.
The warm milk tea flowed down the esophagus and into the stomach, Wen Qing's hands and feet were warmed, and he couldn't help but take two more sips.
Seeing that Wen Qing's cup was empty, the housekeeper raised his hand to serve Wen Qingman with milk tea, and said to Sikong, "Eldest Young Master, compared to Madam, Second Young Master and Third Young Master should take care of you more."
Sikong said with a fake smile: "The two younger brothers are not young anymore. Compared with them, it is natural that my mother needs me more."
Hearing this, Wen Qing was taken aback.
It is certain that Yu Xing is older than himself.
Is Xiao Jiyu too? Then why is it still a child
After pondering for a while, Wen gently put down the teacup, picked up the spoon, scooped a piece of cake, and continued to listen.
The butler pushed the tray towards Wen Qing's hand, making it easier for him to eat.
Sikong watched his movements, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said, "Why do you stay in the madam's room all this time?"
The butler said indifferently, "I am Madam's personal butler."
"It's different from the status of the young master," he said, and he paused, saying word by word, "Of course he has to serve Madam personally."
Sikong narrowed his eyes: "I'm afraid Ma'am is not used to being served by someone like you."
The housekeeper: "I'm afraid Ma'am is not used to being too close to the eldest son."
Sikong sneered: "I don't need to explain my relationship with my mother."
"What the young master said is true," the housekeeper said flatly, "but the master won't like the way the young master is now."
Sikong's fingertips froze, his eyes were slightly angry, and his voice was calm: "It's a pity, he can't see it."
Wen Qing ate a small cake and drank milk tea, looked at Sikong and then at the butler, a little surprised.
Is there really a master
He thought it was just an ordinary, false setting.
Now it seems that the relationship between Master and Sikong is not good.
So the relationship between Sikong and the housekeeper is not good.
...
Wen Qing fell into deep thought, unknowingly finished drinking the milk tea and eating the cake.
He put down the spoon, looked up, and found that neither Sikong nor the housekeeper spoke any more, they were staring at him.
Wen Qing blinked and looked at them blankly.
Sikong leaned back and stared into his eyes.
The housekeeper put the saucer and teacup on the tray, and said to Wen Qing casually: "Madam, even if the master is not here, you are still Madam."
Wen Qing stared at them for a while, and realized that the two of them had finished arguing.
Let yourself say the solution.
Wen lightly pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and said slowly, "I'm a little sleepy."
The smile on the corner of Sikong's lips froze.
The butler paused.
Wen Qing continued: "I want to sleep for a while."
The butler put away the empty saucer and teacup on the table, turned his head to look at Sikong: "Madam is going to rest."
"Young master should not disturb Madam's rest."
Sikong twitched the corner of his mouth and asked Wen Qing: "Does mother want to rest alone?"
Wen nodded slightly.
Sikong got up slowly, and said to the butler in a neutral tone, "Did you hear that?"
"Don't affect mother's rest."
The blue light in the butler's eyes flickered, and he turned and walked out.
Wen Qing watched the two of them leave together and closed the door, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
He looked down at the red roses in the vase, thinking about the information he had just collected.
First of all, Sikong, Yuxing, and Jiyu have all changed to varying degrees.
The housekeeper was also very strange.
The relationship between Sikong and the master is not good.
And what the hell is in the rose bush
...
Why is this castle full of secrets
Wen Qing stared at the roses in a daze, the simplest question right now was what was hidden in the rose bushes.
Just find a chance to take a look quietly.
Thinking, Wen Qing walked to the window and looked out.
There is no one in the huge rose garden, and the maids don't seem to dare to approach casually.
Gardeners also frequently change…
It's easy to get sleepy after eating and drinking enough, Wen Qing thought for a while, she was really sleepy, so she simply climbed into bed and went to sleep.
He only took off his coat and did not take off other clothes, worried that the housekeeper would have to dress himself again when he woke up later.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Qing woke up in a daze.
The sky is still dark and gloomy. I don't know if this is the original color of the sky or it is already night.
He sat up slowly, his clothes crooked from the sleep.
Wen Qing climbed out of bed, lowered her head to straighten her clothes, always feeling a little tight on her back, invisible and intangible.
He glanced around, but didn't see the mirror.
There are no full length mirrors in the room, nor small mirrors.
He went to the bathroom to check, still nothing.
Wen Qing paused, thinking that when Xiao Jiyu was washing his hands just now, there was no mirror on the washstand.
Does such a big castle have no mirrors
Suddenly, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and Asha's soft voice sounded outside the door: "Madam."
Her voice was very soft, as if she was just shouting, wondering if Wen Qing was still asleep.
Wen Qing walked to the door and opened it for her.
Asha was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "Madam is awake."
Wen nodded lightly and asked, "What time is it?"
Asha replied softly, "It's already six o'clock in the evening."
Wen Qing was startled, he actually slept for a long time.
Asha walked into the room and asked, "Does Madam want to eat?"
Wen shook his head lightly: "Not for now, I'm not hungry."
He looked at Asha's face, which had returned to normal, not as pale as in the morning.
Wen lightly pursed his lips, followed the topic of eating, and asked tentatively, "Has the young master used it?"
Hearing the words "eldest young master", Asha's expression changed slightly, she lowered her head and asked, "Do you need Asha to ask?"
"No need." Wen Qing looked at her face, sure that Asha was afraid of Sikong.
He pursed his lips and asked again, "Where is the second young master?"
Asha said slowly: "Second Young Master is usually in the room and rarely comes out to eat."
Wen Qing stared at her face. When talking about the Second Young Master, Asha's eyelids trembled and she looked nervous.
He continued to ask: "Is the second young master's temper bad?"
Asha nodded slowly: "Second Young Master doesn't like to see people."
Wen lightly responded, although it sounded like Yu Xing was the uncertain young master Bai Tong and the others said, but he always felt that something was wrong.
If the second young master killed people without blinking an eye, Asha should be afraid of the second young master.
But now he was obviously afraid of Sikong.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Asha looking at herself carefully.
She was nervous and a little scared and worried.
Because of the problem just now.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, and Asha and Sikong spent a while alone.
If Sikong has a problem, he must have said something to her.
Like lying to yourself.
Wen Qing stopped asking about Sikong and Yuxing, and asked casually: "Does the third young master have a dog?"
Talking about Xiao Jiyu, Asha was obviously relieved, and replied: "The third young master thought he was pitiful, so he brought him back to raise him."
"Has Madam seen it?"
Wen nodded lightly: "It's kind of scary."
Asha smiled and said, "Ma'am, don't worry. Although it looks a bit fierce, it is very friendly."
Wen Qing was silent, does that mean he looks a bit fierce
"It has three heads."
Asha nodded and said with a smile, "Yes."
Wen Qing met her sincere eyes and became even more silent.
Asha had no problem with three-headed dogs.
The worldview of this dungeon should be unusual.
Asha looked at his slightly curled hair, and said in a low voice, "Madam, your hair and clothes are a little messed up."
"Do you need to call the housekeeper?"
Wen Qing came back to his senses and shook his head: "No need."
"Is there a mirror? I'll make it myself."
"Mirror?" Asha was startled.
Wen nodded lightly and repeated: "Mirror."
"It's a mirror that can reflect people."
Asha looked at him with wide eyes, full of surprise: "Is Madam lonely?"
Wen Qing is a little confused, does the mirror have anything to do with loneliness
Before he could ask, Asha said in embarrassment: "Mirror needs to ask the young master for instructions."
Wen Wei frowned slightly and said to her, "No need."
"It doesn't matter if there is no mirror," he turned his back to Asha, "help me see what's behind the clothes."
Asha glanced twice, and said in a low voice, "Madam's belt is crooked."
After speaking, she stepped forward to help Wen Qing adjust his clothes.
Wen gently lowered his eyes, looking at the boundless roses outside the window.
The sky was getting darker and darker, the dim lights of the old castle shone on the roses, and the whole manor seemed to be dreamy.
Wen Qing blinked, and saw the little gardener in the daytime walking among the rose bushes with tools on his back, and two maids hurried through the rose garden. They lowered their heads and did not slow down because of the surrounding scenery.
"Hi." The little gardener waved to them.
The two maids paused, then walked even faster.
Wen Qing opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment. Instead of asking Asha about the castle, he asked, "Where is the butler?"
Asha said softly, "I'm going to call the butler right away."
Wen Qing responded, sat on the chair, staring at the night scene in a daze.
If Asha and Sikong are in the same group, there are some things he can only ask the housekeeper.
…
After Asha left the bedroom, she didn't go to the housekeeper, but went straight to the garden.
After seeing the figure beside the tea table, she held her breath, walked cautiously to Sikong's side, and said softly, "Eldest young master, madam is awake."
Sikong put down his teacup and looked up at the birds that were gradually approaching in the air.
The taupe bird flapped its wings towards him and flew slowly towards him.
Asha lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Sikong, and said slowly: "Madam just asked about you and the two young masters."
"I've followed your orders about the second young master."
Sikong raised his hand and let the little bird rest on his fingertips.
Asha continued: "Madam wants to look in the mirror, I said I need to ask you, Madam said no."
"Really." Sikong flexed his fingers, and lightly rubbed the little bird's head with his fingertips.
The little bird rubbed his fingers affectionately, and the next second, his body stiffened, fell from his hand, and hit the ground straight.
Looking at the dead bird at her feet, Asha's face paled nervously, fearing that Sikong would be unhappy and make herself a nourishment for roses.
Sikong half-closed his eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Give him whatever Madam wants."
"In case he is bored here."