lady? ? ?

Wen Qing lay on the bed, looking at the off-white bed curtains around her, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.

He blankly asked 001: [Did you hear? 】

[What did she just call me? 】

Before 001 could speak, the door was knocked again, and the woman outside the door shouted again, "Madam, are you up yet?"

Wen Qing was stunned, he heard right.

is Mrs.

? ? ?

is he a lady? ? ?

Wen Qing glanced at the ID card again.

[Specialty: You have three sons who are afraid to go out. 】

Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and asked the system in disbelief: [I, am I their mother? 】

Not Dad? !

001 hummed quietly.

Wen Qing said in a trance: [But I'm a boy. 】

001 replied lightly: [Gender and race are not a problem. 】

Wen Qing stayed for a while, there was no way to change the identity card, he could only accept it.

He comforted himself in his heart that his mother was better than a housekeeper and a gardener.

He and his sons proposed to go out, the sons will always be more obedient, right?

Thinking about it, Wen Qing suddenly realized that there was another problem.

He's a mom... so is there a dad?

The next second, with a click, the bedroom door was pushed open.

A woman in a maid's uniform stood by the door, looked inside cautiously, and after meeting Wen Qing's eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Madam, you are already awake."

"I'm afraid I'll wake you up."

With that said, the maid entered the room and opened the curtains.

"The weather is really nice today." The maid smiled.

Wen Qing looked at the sky outside the window, it was as gloomy as Bai Tong said.

where is it?

Wen Qing sat up and looked down at his clothes, only to realize that he was wearing white silk puff-sleeved pajamas.

His eyelids twitched and he looked at the wardrobe that the maid had opened.

He was relieved, but not completely relieved.

Although she is a lady, her clothes are normal men's clothes.

Although it is men's clothing, there are also a lot of puff sleeves, bows, and lace. I don't know if it is because of the background of this copy.

The maid took out a whole set of clothes and turned around. Seeing Wen Qing staring straight at herself, she sighed softly and said in a gentle tone, "Madam, you have to cheer up."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his identity had a story.

He asked tentatively, "What's wrong with me?"

The maid put the clothes on the bed, and sighed deeply: "Don't be unhappy because of the master's affairs."

"The castle and the three young masters will depend on you from now on."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, sir?

What happened to his titular husband?

cheated?

Before he could ask, the maid continued, "Ma'am."

"Master has passed away, and you are the only owner of this castle."

Wen Qing was even more in a trance, she actually died?

So he's now... a widow?

From the maid's point of view, this trance-like expression was grief-stricken, missing her deceased husband.

She hurriedly said, "It's me who talks too much, I shouldn't say this."

"Madam, you still have us, and the three young masters."

"Now the guards are heavily guarded to ensure that not a single fly can come in. You and the young masters will definitely not be a problem if you stay in the old castle."

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, pondering the meaning of the maid's words, the master seemed to be killed by someone outside.

This adds a lot of difficulty to completing the advanced tasks.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and asked slowly, "How are the three young masters?"

The maid smiled and said, "Young masters are doing their own thing as usual."

Wen Qing wanted to ask herself what was the matter, but the maid said it was the same as usual.

He hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the maid.

The maid looks beautiful and lovely, with clear eyes.

It looks... kinda foolish.

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then asked, "What are you doing exactly?"

The maid didn't think much, and told the truth: "The eldest young master is enjoying the flowers in the rose garden, the second young master is not coming out of the room, and the third young master has just gone to play ball."

Wen Qing replied, wondering who the moody young master Bai Tong was talking about.

He said slowly, "Is the eldest young master black-haired now?"

"Yeah," the maid was stunned and looked at him suspiciously, "Aren't the three young masters all black-haired?"

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and said without changing her face, "he told me last time that he wanted to dye his hair."

The maid replied without doubt, and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to prepare hair dye?"

Wen Qing said immediately, "No need."

"Don't tell him, I'm afraid he will be embarrassed."

The maid nodded.

Wen Qing thought about it and continued to ask, "How tall is the second young master now?"

The maid thought for a while: "It's about the same height as the eldest young master, about 1.9 meters."

She asked suspiciously, "Madam, why did you suddenly ask about the height of the second young master?"

Wen said slowly, "he told me that he wanted to be taller than the eldest brother."

"Don't tell me about this, I'm afraid he will become angry."

The maid responded and smiled: "Madam, it's getting late, it's time to change clothes and eat."

Wen Qing nodded, lowered his eyes and thought, the moody young master was either the eldest or the second.

The second child can't come out of the room, and now only the rose garden can't go temporarily.

Thinking about it, he suddenly had more hands under his eyelids.

The maid came up to him, raised her hand and gestured to unbutton him.

Wen Qing quickly avoided.

The maid paused and asked with a smile, "Madam, don't you need me to change your clothes?"

Wen Qing hurriedly said, "No, no."

Before I could say it myself, the maid smiled: "Madam, you are still so shy."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, only to see the maid walking out with a smile: "I'll call the housekeeper now."

The maid closed the bedroom door.

The sound insulation of the door was average, and Wen Qing could faintly hear the maid talking to herself.

"Master Robot for You"

robot?

Wen Qing thought she heard it wrong, but didn't think much about it.

He climbed out of bed and walked to the window to look out.

Looking around, it is full of roses of various colors, circle after circle, each circle has a path for people to pass, this ancient castle seems to be located in the center of the rose sea.

The surrounding walls are covered with colorful plants, growing upwards, with lush and lush foliage, which seems to be completely unaffected by the rainy weather.

This ancient castle is so beautiful that it is a little dreamy, and it is also strange.

Wen Qing stood in front of the window and watched for a while, barely seeing the eldest young master the maid said.

A small black spot in the sea of ​​flowers.

He couldn't see the appearance, let alone the expression on his face. He couldn't be sure if it was the uncertain young master that Bai Tong said.

Wen Qing retracted her gaze and was about to change her clothes when she turned her head and saw a man in a black tuxedo walk in.

He was tall, with impeccably beautiful facial features, and his eyes were blue, flashing blue, not like human eyes.

Wen Qing took a step back in fright, focusing on the man's closed hand.

The fingers are slender, but silver, not human hands, more like a robot.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking that what the maid said was true

So the butler is a robot?

When Bai Tong entered this copy, he played the role of a housekeeper.

Because there is no housekeeper now, found a robot to recharge?

Wen Qing thought for a while, only to see the robot butler walking straight to her.

The tall figure shrouded him in the shadows.

Wen Qing was inexplicably nervous, and stammered to the robot butler, "I, I can change it myself."

"Without your help."

When the voice fell, the butler stopped the movement in his hand, and his blue eyes looked at him quietly.

He seemed to wonder if he could get dressed by himself.

Wen Qing raised her hand and undid the two buttons. Seeing that the other party was still staring at her, she couldn't help saying, "Don't look at me."

"Yes." The housekeeper replied, retreating to the wall, bowing his head and drooping his eyes.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief and continued to unbutton.

This bedroom covers a large area, but there is no screen-like shelter. He can only stand behind the bed curtain and barely block a body.

Wen Qing unbuttoned her buttons and looked down at the clothes on the bed.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...and a lot of messy accessories.

Wen Qing watched for a while, then quickly took off her pajamas and put on what looked like a shirt.

Even if the housekeeper was a robot, Wen Qing didn't like to expose his body in front of him.

He fastened the buttons to the last one, only to find that he had fastened the wrong one and had to re-fasten them all.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, glanced at the coat on the bed, and decided to just wear it.

The next second, the robot butler stepped forward, stopped his hand that was about to put on the jacket, and said lightly, "Madam, you're wearing it wrong."

His hands were icy cold, without a trace of human warmth.

Immediately afterwards, the butler raised his hand and unbuttoned Wen Qing's neckline.

The cold air on his body penetrated down his collar, and Wen Qing said quickly, "No need"

With no expression on the butler's face, he calmly unbuttoned and fastened it again: "Madam, you don't have to be shy."

"I made it for you."

Wen Qing was startled, not because of the housekeeper's words, but because of his voice.

How does it sound a little familiar?

It's like I've heard it somewhere.

The butler quickly refastened all the buttons, pressed his shoulders, and pressed down gently.

Wen Qing sat down on the bed and let the housekeeper put on the vest for him, with those fancy accessories.

The upper body was dressed, and soon, there were two cold breaths on the waist.

Wen Qing's body trembled slightly, and she immediately tightened her waistband: "I can wear the pants myself!"

The housekeeper let go and looked at him quietly: "Yes."

This time, he didn't step back and stood beside Wen Qing.

Wen Qing slowly unbuttoned his trouser belt, bent his legs unnaturally, and said to the housekeeper, "You, don't look at me!"

The housekeeper did not look away, still looking at the legs exposed in the air: "I have an obligation to help you get dressed."

Wen Qing pursed her lips and had no choice but to take off her pants quickly.

The clothes on the upper body are longer, barely covering part of it.

Wen Qing blushed, it was not good to face the housekeeper in the front, nor was it bad to face the back.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned to the butler beside him.

However, this posture made the butler see more clearly.

The butler looked at his body, with a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.

Wen Qing quickly put on his pants, heaved a sigh of relief, and sat on the bed.

As he put on his socks, he wondered where he had heard the butler's voice.

Wen Qing looked down at the bedside, the maid didn't bring him shoes, only a pair of slippers.

He opened his mouth and said to the butler, "Shoes."

"Yes." The butler responded.

Wen Qing listened to his voice and finally heard it now.

He shouted in his heart: [System. 】

001: [Hmm. 】

Wen Qing said to 001 in her heart: [Your voice is similar to that of this housekeeper. 】

001 was silent.

Wen Qing said again: [You and the main system's voices are also very similar. 】

001 is as quiet as a chicken.

He didn't notice what was wrong with 001, and continued to sigh: [In this way, your ai's voices are similar. 】

All so smart.

Why hasn't the sound changed?

The thought flashed by, and the butler walked up to him with a pair of black boots.

Wen Qing was about to get the shoes, but the next second, the butler knelt down on one knee and reached out to touch his feet.

Cold fingertips brushed against the ankle bone, he couldn't help shrinking his feet, avoiding the butler's hand: "I can wear it myself."

The housekeeper called out indifferently, "Madam."

"You used to let me wear it for you," he lifted his eyelids, his blue eyes looked straight at Wen Qing, and his voice was emotionless, "What happened today?"

"Has Asha made you angry?"

Asha is a female name, apparently referring to the maid just now.

The housekeeper added: "If you can't do this little thing well, there is no need for Asha to exist."

His tone was cold, as if he could turn around and deal with Asha with a gentle nod of his head.

Wen Qing lowered his head, looked at the unfeeling eyes of the upper housekeeper, and stammered, "No, no."

"She's fine."

After speaking, Wen Qing did not dare to move, nor did she dare to tell the housekeeper to wear it herself.

He sat on the bed and obediently asked the housekeeper to put his shoes on.

The housekeeper lowered his eyes, supported his gentle feet, and slowly smoothed the lace on his socks.

He lowered his head and slowly kissed Wen Qing's instep.

Wen Qing's pupils shrank, resisting the urge to shrink her feet.

The robot housekeeper didn't breathe, but his lips were on the instep, and even through a thin layer of socks, he could clearly feel the cold body temperature.

Wen Qing didn't know who set the housekeeper's behavior, and urged: "Hurry up."

"Yes." The housekeeper lowered his head and slowly put on his shoes and zipped up for him.

After getting dressed, the butler got up and said, "Madam, it's time to eat."

Wen Qing responded and stood up slowly.

He actually didn't want to leave this bedroom, but he couldn't leave this dungeon without completing the advanced quest...

If you go out, you will die, if you don't go out, you will die.

After doing psychological work for a while, Wen Qing exhaled and followed the housekeeper out.

There are various sculptures on both sides of the corridor, swords, knives, etc. are hung on the walls.

Wen Qing felt a little fuzzy in her heart. Compared with these weapons, the butler didn't seem to be so cold.

Wen Qing quickened her pace and kept up with the housekeeper.

The castle was extremely quiet, and the gentle footsteps were particularly clear.

The butler paused and turned his head to ask, "Do I need to take you to the restaurant?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and immediately said, "No!"

Afraid that the housekeeper would say that he used to take him to dinner, he quickly added: "I want to go by myself."

"Walk more and exercise."

"Yes." The housekeeper retracted his gaze and responded.

Wen Qing looked at his better-looking face than humans, and felt that the butler's voice just sounded a little regretful?

It should be because he thought too much, how could the robot regret it.

Passing through the corridor, came to a staircase that spiraled down. The side of the wall was inlaid with stained glass windows, and the colorful light fell on the mottled wall, which was particularly magnificent.

The restaurant is huge, with a long table with white table cushions hanging on both sides without a single wrinkle, just like a scene in a movie.

Wen Qing walked to the dining table, and the butler pulled out a chair for him.

Immediately afterwards, the maids brought their plates and served dishes one by one.

Fried dough sticks, steamed buns, soy milk, porridge

Wen Qing held the spoon and slowly scooped a spoonful of red bean porridge.

He thought to himself that it was the type of breakfast he usually eats, but this Chinese breakfast was out of tune with the Western-style environment.

The housekeeper stood aside and said abruptly, "These are your favorite meals."

Wen Qing paused, then turned his head to look at the housekeeper.

The butler did not glance at the maids around him, but stared straight at himself.

The words just now seemed to see what he was thinking, so he said it.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, not daring to make any more expressions.

After two mouthfuls of porridge, he was still alone at the huge dining table.

Wen asked slowly, "What about the others?"

Butler: "Young masters have already used it."

Wen Qing responded and began to ponder advanced tasks.

To take the three young masters out of the castle

The clue on the ID card was that they were afraid to leave the castle.

The task itself is difficult, and one of the young masters is moody and wants to kill players.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing lost his appetite.

He seemed to see the scene where he proposed to go out and was killed by this young master.

He sighed inwardly.

Perceiving his negative emotions, 001 Shen said: [You are the owner of the castle. 】

Wen Qing sighed again: [So what? 】

[So are the three of them. 】

001 didn't speak, and put the ID card under his nose.

Wen Qing stared at it for a while, then reacted with hindsight.

Bai Tong's identity cards are all servants, so they were killed directly after encountering the moody young master.

But now he is the owner of the castle and his mother!

This young master would never kill his mother casually, would he?

Maybe it will be very obedient?

Thinking about it, Wen Qing took two more mouthfuls of porridge.

After breakfast, he decided to familiarize himself with the geographical environment. If he really wanted to run, he knew where to hide.

He put down the spoon and stood up when the butler who was waiting came up.

Seeing that he was still following her, Wen Qing stopped.

Worrying that the robot would see that something was wrong with him, he said, "Don't follow me."

The housekeeper looked at him quietly: "What are you going to do?"

Meeting his Lan Yingying eyes, Wen Qing pursed her lips and said slowly, "I, I'm going to cherish the memory of my deceased husband."

"Don't affect me."

"Yes." The butler lowered his eyes.

Wen Qing took two steps towards the door of the restaurant and turned her head to look behind her.

The butler stood still, not intending to follow.

Wen lightly exhaled and walked forward quickly.

…………

This ancient castle is much bigger than Wen Qing imagined, and it is very quiet, deadly quiet.

After walking around for more than half an hour, all Wen Qing heard was her own footsteps. None of the maids she saw in the restaurant just now met, and she didn't know where they were going.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, Wen Qing heard the faint barking of dogs.

After walking for a while in the direction of the sound, Wen Qing saw an open place with a lot of toys thrown on the ground, and three basins with water in them, like a dog's water basin.

Suddenly, a child's voice sounded not far away:

"Quick, bite the ball over here."

"Wang!"

ball?

Wen Qing paused in her footsteps, and then wanted to go to what the maid said, the third young master was playing ball.

Is the third young master a child?

He took a step forward, and saw three tennis balls fly out from the other end of the door, roll on the ground, and slowly stop at his feet.

Wen Qing bent down to pick up a tennis ball, and soon, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps, accompanied by the sound of humming breathing.

In the next second, Wen Qing's expression changed.

A half-human-height black dog ran straight towards him. The scary thing was that it had three heads. With the pace, the three heads swayed from side to side, with a big scarlet mouth open, dripping with saliva. .

Three-headed dog? !

This three-headed dog is much smaller than the one in the guide copy, but the three-headed dog is still very intimidating.

Maybe it's the dog's son or grandson

"Wang!!"

"Wang Wang!!!"

The three dog heads screamed one after another, their black eyes staring straight at the ball in Wen Qing's hand.

Wen Qing was so frightened that she threw the ball, turned and ran.

The three-headed dog rushed forward, jumped up sharply, and grabbed the ball the moment it fell.

It bit the ball, its three heads tilted together, looked at Wen Qing's back, and whimpered in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Wang!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

…………

Wen Qing was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at the situation behind her, she kept running forward, up the stairs, and wanted to run back to the room.

Suddenly, a person walked out of the corner.

Wen Qing couldn't dodge, and slammed straight into it, hitting the opponent's chest.

The tip of his nose was sore in pain, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"I'm sorry..." Wen Qing raised her head, her eyes were filled with water vapor, and she vaguely saw a familiar face.

He opened his eyes wide and shouted in disbelief, "Sikong?!"

The man looked at him with a cold face.

The vision in front of him was a little blurry, and Wen Qing didn't notice the difference in Sikong's expression.

His eyes were even redder, and he hugged Sikong excitedly: "You are here!"

"Great."

Hearing this familiar tone, Sikong lowered his eyes, raised his hand slowly, and the blood on the sleeve of his right hand disappeared in a single thought.

He stroked Wen Qing's soft black hair, sniffed the sweet fragrance on Wen Qing's body, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "Well."

"Great."