Wen Qing sat on the chair for a while, and soon there was a knock on the bedroom door.
Wen Qing watched the little gardener outside the window pruning rose bushes, and said without looking back, "Come in."
The housekeeper made no sound of footsteps when he walked, nor did he feel the chill like Sikong did, nor did he have the scent of roses.
It wasn't until the butler walked up to Wen Qing that Wen Qing realized his existence.
Wen Qing blinked and looked up at the butler.
The butler's facial features are impeccable, as if they were produced by the same manufacturer as the faces of Sikong, Yuxing, and Jiyu, which completely conform to human aesthetics.
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and suddenly became curious: "Is your face also custom-made by the master?"
The butler nodded.
Wen Qing thought, then this master's aesthetics is really good.
He asked casually, "Has the master had many wives?"
The butler looked at him quietly: "Only you."
Wen Qing was taken aback, and immediately asked: "Who gave birth to those three young masters?"
"Master lived alone?"
The butler lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The three young masters were created by the master."
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and asked, "What do you mean?"
The butler didn't speak.
Wen Qing asked again: "What does it mean to be created?"
The butler still looked at him and did not answer the question.
Wen Qing looked into his blue eyes, and suddenly thought that every time he asked 001 and dungeon-related questions, 001 was also silent.
Thinking about it, he changed the question: "Are there many things you can't tell me?"
The housekeeper nodded and replied, "Yes."
Suddenly, Wen Qing shouted 001 in her heart: [This housekeeper really looks like you.]
001 didn't make a sound either.
Wen Qing didn't care, and continued to ask the housekeeper, "Why do you think the master has taken a fancy to me?"
The butler said flatly, "Madam is different."
Wen Qing asked: "What's the specifics?"
The butler fell silent again.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, wondering how he was different from other players.
I am not as good as them, not as smart as them, not as good as them...
The only difference that can be imagined is the guide buff on him.
This is a god-level copy.
Sikong, Yuxing and Jiyu are all gods.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and asked 001 to display the props panel.
There are only three props he can use.
Dog trainer aura, can't sex, victim aura.
[Item: Dog Trainer Halo (can be used both in the world and in dungeons)]
[Level: Strange level]
[Function: Within five minutes, you can arbitrarily manipulate the target to do anything, including sex.]
[How to use: Slap (a slap on the face).]
[Remarks: If you slap me, you will become my dog. (Props take effect for five minutes, and need to cool down for three days after each effect)]
[Props: Can't be sexual (can be used both in the human world and in dungeons)]
[Level: Strange level]
[Function: The subject of the spell will have red blood on his head, his body will be hot and weak, and he will be unable to do anything except sex.]
[How to use: Shout "No sex" to the target of the spell.]
[Remarks: The effective time of the item is one color, and it needs to be cooled for three days after each effective time.]
[Item: Halo of the Victim (available both in the world and in dungeons)]
[Level: Human level]
[Function: Kind-hearted species will have bad thoughts about you, want to bully you and make you cry, treacherous and greedy species will have kind thoughts about you, want to protect you and love you.]
[How to use: Close your eyes and say "I am a victim" three times silently in your heart.]
[Remarks: The halo takes effect for only five minutes, and it needs to cool down for one week after each effect.]
Wen Qingzai carefully looked at the functions and cooling time of the three props.
The cooling time of the victim's aura is too long, and the function that cannot be sexual is a bit unscrupulous.
The only thing he can use to test whether the three good sons are the three gods he is familiar with is the halo of the dog trainer.
Wen Qing was thinking about it, when the butler's voice sounded in his ear: "Madam, do you want to eat?"
Wen shook his head lightly, he was not hungry at all.
The butler asked again: "Do you need a snack?"
Wen Qing continued to shake her head, and looked at the housekeeper strangely.
Why keep feeding yourself
This is exactly the same as 001.
Wen Qing curiously asked 001 in her heart: [Do you like to watch people eat?]
Because I can't eat it myself, I like to watch humans eat it
001 is still silent ""
Wen Qing was a little puzzled, 001 in this dungeon seemed to be extraordinarily quiet.
He couldn't help asking: [001, are you okay?]
001: [It's okay.]
Wen lightly groaned, it seemed that he just didn't want to talk to himself.
001 was quiet for a while, but still didn't make a sound.
Too much to say.
Wen Qing doesn't mind this. After all, 001 is a personalized system, and it's normal not to care about people occasionally.
After struggling for a while, Wen Qing raised her eyes and asked the housekeeper, "What are the three young masters doing now?"
The housekeeper told the truth: "The eldest young master is in the rose garden, the second young master is in the bedroom, and the third young master is reading a book."
Wen Wei was slightly taken aback: "Sikong is still in the rose garden?"
He was a little puzzled: "Are you still looking at the roses?"
The butler nodded.
Wen took a sip of tea, and asked the question he asked Asha again: "Is the second young master bad-tempered?"
The housekeeper said slowly: "The second young master doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and usually stays in the room."
"If you are disturbed, you will lose your temper."
Wen gently lowered his eyes, the housekeeper and Asha said the same thing.
But the housekeeper made it very clear that the second young master didn't like to be disturbed.
The players who entered this dungeon before should not be stupid enough to take the initiative to disturb the second young master.
And Asha's words were misleading him.
Sikong...
Wen Qing walked to the window, glanced around, but did not see Sikong among the rose bushes.
The butler looked at his figure, his eyes flickering blue: "Young master is in the south garden at night."
Wen lightly responded.
The castle is surrounded by roses, with the castle as the center, going around circle after circle, without seeing the edge
Wen Qing's bedroom faced the north, so she couldn't see the south.
He stared at one of the rosebushes, hesitating whether to visit them now.
Wen Qing asked the housekeeper slowly: "How long does Sikong usually enjoy the scenery?"
"It's been a long time," the butler said flatly, "Young Master spends most of his time in the Rose Garden."
Wen nodded lightly, thinking, this habit is exactly the same as Sikong in his memory.
Sikong would stare blankly at the white window when he was leading the way, and stare blankly at the seascape when he was at the zoo...
"Is Madam feeling bored?" the housekeeper asked.
Wen Qing opened her mouth, thinking about how to answer, then heard the butler ask again: "Do you want to go for a walk in the rose garden?"
Wen Qing's eyes lit up: "Yes!"
The butler turned around and opened the door gently for Wen.
Wen Qing walked downstairs and glanced at the butler walking beside him.
The housekeeper is different from Sikong, instead of walking with him, he follows him.
On the way to daytime, Wen Qing was worried that the housekeeper would find out what she wanted to do, so she walked slowly among the rose bushes.
After detouring for a while, I was almost tired before heading to the real destination.
After approaching the target white rose bush, Wen Qing slowed down, quietly tore off the pendant on her body, then looked down at herself, and said to the butler, "My pendant fell off."
"Look for it."
The butler responded and leaned over to search.
Wen Qing waited patiently for a while, then asked, "Did you find it?"
The butler looked at the empty ground without changing his face: "No."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said, "Did it fall off on the way here?"
"I'll go find it." With that said, the butler turned around and walked forward with his back to Wen Qing.
Wen Qing glanced at his back, approached the rose bush in front of him, and sniffed the air.
Only the scent of roses, nothing else.
He lowered his head, stretched out his feet, and kicked the ground cautiously, barely lifting up part of the soil.
Wen Qing frowned, the ground was very hard, it didn't look like it had just buried something during the day.
Did he go wrong
He turned around and counted again.
The fourth circle, the second bush of white roses under the window of the room.
correct.
Wen Qing stared at the white rose for a while, reached out to touch the petals of the white rose, then raised her hand, and looked closely at her fingertips.
Not stained.
This is a white rose.
Could it be that the white roses of the day were dyed
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she turned her head to look at the red rose beside her.
Large expanses of red roses.
He walked towards the butler and touched the red rose passing by.
Not dyed, not dyed, not dyed...
He walked up to the butler, but he didn't touch the dyed red rose.
The housekeeper turned his head to look at him, and said slowly: "Madam, I didn't find it."
Wen Qing nodded perfunctorily, and asked, "Do you know when roses were dyed?"
The housekeeper said flatly: "It depends on the mood of the young master."
Wen lightly frowned, isn't this just irregular.
He asked, "See if Sikong is in a good mood or in a bad mood?"
The butler didn't speak.
Wen Qing didn't ask this question again.
Knowing that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, he didn't dare to stay in the rose bush and walked back to the bedroom quickly.
Back in the room, when he turned his head, the housekeeper followed.
Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "If you don't need to sleep, don't you have your own room?"
The butler nodded and said flatly, "I've always been with Madam."
Wen Qing asked: "Sleep together too?"
The housekeeper looked at him, his eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "I watched my wife fall asleep."
Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining about the master in her heart.
Why let a robot watch his wife sleep
What a weird habit.
After a moment of silence, he said to the housekeeper, "I want to sleep alone today."
The butler looked straight at him.
Wen Qing slowly added: "I want to mourn my deceased husband alone."
"Don't influence me."
"Don't come to see me tomorrow morning, wait until I wake up."
The butler looked at him and nodded: "Yes."
He didn't leave the room directly, but walked up to Wen Qing, slowly raised his hand, and approached Wen Qing's clothes, as if to help him take off his clothes.
Wen Qing hurriedly took a step back, avoiding the butler's hand: "No need!"
"I will do it myself."
The butler looked straight at him.
Wen Qing said dryly, "I'm going to start brewing up my emotions."
"you can go now."
The tiny blue light in the butler's eyes flickered quickly.
Wen Qing looked at him, the housekeeper's face didn't change any expression, and the brows didn't even raise, but the blue light in his eyes flickered to varying degrees.
For the time being, he couldn't tell what these blue lights represented, so he had to say it again: "You can go."
"You can ask them to tidy up a room for you."
The butler lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."
After the housekeeper left the bedroom, Wen Qing walked to the door and locked it.
He quickly washed, undressed, and climbed into bed.
A good night's sleep.
the next day
Wen Qing was awakened by a slight knock on the door.
There was no sound, but he slept lightly and could hear clearly.
Wen Qing's mind was not fully awake yet, she sat up in a daze, looked at the turning lock, and realized that she locked the door last night.
"Ma'am." Asha's soft voice sounded from outside the door.
Wen gently climbed out of bed and opened the door for Asha.
After opening the door, it was not Asha in front of her.
It is a huge mirror, but the surface of this mirror is covered with a layer of white fog-like things, swimming on the mirror surface.
Wen Qing froze for a moment, thinking she was dazzled, and saw the wrapping paper as white mist.
He poked it with his hand, touching the mirror with his fingertips.
In the next second, the white mist began to dissipate from his fingertips, slowly fading away.
In the blink of an eye, the white mist faded away.
turned into an ordinary mirror.
Wen Qing is now fully awake.
He opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at himself in the mirror.
Has he grown taller