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 trimming the rose bushes outside the window, and said without looking back, "Come in."

The housekeeper walked without footsteps, nor did he feel the chill like Sikong's, and there was no fragrance of roses.

It was not until the housekeeper walked in front of Wen Qing that Wen Qing noticed his existence.

Wen Qing blinked and looked up at the housekeeper.

The butler's facial features are impeccable, and the faces of Sikong, Yu Xing, and Ji Yu seem to be produced by the same manufacturer, which fully conforms to human aesthetics, and they are different and handsome.

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 to herself, the aesthetics of this gentleman is really good.

He asked casually, "Has the lord ever had many wives?"

The housekeeper looked at him quietly: "Only you."

Wen Qing was stunned, and immediately asked, "Who gave birth to those three young masters?"

"Master lives alone?"

The housekeeper 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 did not speak.

Wen Qing asked again: "What do you mean by created?"

The butler still looked at him and did not answer the question.

Wen Qing looked at his blue Yingying 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: "Do you have a lot of things you can't tell me?"

The butler nodded and replied, "Yes."

Wen Qing was stunned and 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 likes me?"

The housekeeper said lightly, "Mrs. is different."

Wen Qing asked, "What about the specifics?"

The butler did not speak again.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and wondered how she was different from other players.

I can't fight without them, not as smart as them, not as good as them

The only difference can think of is the guide buff on him.

This is a god-level copy.

Sikong, Yu Xing and Ji Yu are all gods.

Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, letting 001 show the props panel.

There are only three props he can use.

Dog Trainer Halo, Unstable, Victim Halo.

[Prop: Halo of the Dog Trainer (available in both the human world and dungeon)]

[Level: Strange Level]

[Function: Within five minutes, you can arbitrarily manipulate the casted object and let him do anything, including sex. 】

[How to use: Slap (slap on the face with a slap). 】

[Remarks: If this slap goes down, you will become my dog. (The effective time of the item is five minutes, and each time it takes effect, it needs to be cooled for three days)]

[Props: no color (can be used in both the human world and the copy)]

[Level: Strange Level]

[Function: The subject of the spell will be bloody, and the body will be hot and weak. Except for the color, nothing can be done. 】

[How to use: Shout "no sex" to the caster. 】

[Remarks: The effective time of the item is one color, and it needs to be cooled down for three days after each time it takes effect. 】

[Prop: Victim's Halo (can be used in both human and dungeon)]

[Level: Human Level]

[Function: Kind-hearted species will have bad thoughts on you, want to bully you, make you cry, treacherous and greedy species will have good thoughts on you, want to protect you and love you. 】

[How to use: Close your eyes and recite "I am the victim" three times in your mind. 】

[Remarks: The halo takes effect for only five minutes, and it needs to be cooled down for a week after each time it takes effect. 】

Wen Qing carefully looked at the functions and cooldown times of the three props.

The cooldown of Victim Aura is too long, and the function of not being lustful is a bit unremarkable.

He can use it to test whether the three good sons are the three gods he is familiar with, only the halo of the dog trainer.

Wen Qing was thinking about it when the butler's voice sounded in her ears: "do you want to eat, madam?"

Wen shook his head gently, he wasn't 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 are you always feeding yourself?

This is also the same as 001.

Wen Qing curiously asked 001 in her heart: [Do you like watching people eat? 】

Because you can't eat it yourself, you like to watch people eat it?

001 is still silent ""

Wen Qing was a little puzzled, the 001 of this dungeon seemed to be extraordinarily quiet.

He couldn't help but ask: [001, are you alright? 】

001: [It's okay. 】

Wen Qing snorted, and it seemed that she didn't want to take care of herself.

001 was quiet for a while, but still did not make a sound.

Too much to say.

Wen Qing didn't mind this. After all, 001 was a personalized system, and it was normal to not 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."

Wen Wei was slightly taken aback: "Sikong is still in the rose garden?"

He was a little puzzled: "Are you still looking at roses?"

The butler nodded.

Wen Qing took a sip of tea and asked Asha's question again: "Is the second young master a bad temper?"

The housekeeper said slowly, "Second Young Master doesn't like to be disturbed, and usually stays in the room."

"If I'm disturbed, I'll lose my temper."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, the housekeeper and Asha said the same thing.

But the housekeeper made it very clear that the second young master did not like to be disturbed.

Players who entered this dungeon before should not be stupid enough to bother Second Young Master on their own initiative.

And Asha's words were misleading him.

Sikong...

Wen Qing walked to the window and glanced around, but did not see Sikong's figure among the rose bushes.

The housekeeper looked at his figure, blue light flashing in his eyes: "Eldest young master is in the garden in the south at night."

Wen responded lightly.

The castle is surrounded by roses. With the castle as the center, it goes round and round, and there is no edge in sight.

Wen Qing's bedroom faces the north and cannot see the south.

He stared at one of the rose bushes, hesitating whether to take a look at the rose bushes now.

Wen lightly asked the housekeeper, "How long does Sikong usually enjoy the scenery?"

"For a long time," the butler said lightly, "the eldest young master spends most of his time in the rose garden."

Wen Qing nodded, thinking to himself, this habit is exactly the same as Sikong in memory.

When leading the way, Sikong would stare out the white window in a daze, and when he was in the zoo, he would stare at the seascape...

"Is Madam bored?" the butler asked.

Wen Qing opened her mouth and wondered how to answer, when she heard the housekeeper ask again, "Are you going for a walk in the rose garden?"

Wen Qing's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

The butler turned around and opened the door for Wen Qing.

Wen Qing walked downstairs and glanced at the housekeeper walking beside her.

The housekeeper was different from Sikong, not walking with him, but following him.

On the way to the daytime, Wen Qing was worried that the housekeeper would see what she wanted to do, so she walked slowly among the rose bushes.

After walking around for a while, was almost tired, and then walked to the real destination.

After approaching the target's white rose bush, Wen Qing slowed down, quietly tore off the pendant on her body, then looked down at herself, and said to the housekeeper, "My pendant is missing."

"You look for it."

The butler responded and leaned over to look for it.

Wen Qing waited patiently for a while and asked, "Have you found it?"

The housekeeper looked at the empty ground without changing his expression: "No."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she said, "Did it fall on the way here?"

"I'll look for it." 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 rose scent, nothing else.

He lowered his head, stretched out his feet, and kicked the ground carefully, barely kicking a 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 white rose bush under the window of the room.

correct.

Wen Qing stared at the white rose for a while, reached out and touched the petals of the white rose, then raised her hand and looked at her fingertips up close.

Not dyed.

This is a white rose.

Could it be that the white roses of the day are dyed?

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she tilted her head to look at the red rose beside her.

Lots of red roses.

He walked in the direction of the housekeeper and touched the red roses passing by.

no dye, no dye, no dye

When walked to the butler's side, didn't touch the dyed red roses.

The housekeeper turned to look at him and said slowly, "Madam, I didn't find it."

Wen Qing nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Do you know when the roses were dyed?"

The housekeeper said lightly: "Look at the mood of the eldest young master."

Wen Qing frowned, isn't this just irregular.

He asked, "Does Sikong feel good or bad?"

The butler did not speak.

Wen Qing did not ask this question again.

Knowing that it was 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, as soon as he turned his head, the housekeeper followed.

Wen Qing stared at him for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "If you don't need sleep, don't you have your own room?"

The housekeeper nodded and said lightly, "I have always been with my wife."

Wen Qing asked, "sleeping together?"

The housekeeper looked at him, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly, "I watched Madam fall asleep."

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but complain about this old man in his heart.

Why let the 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 added lightly, "I want to mourn my deceased husband alone."

"Don't affect me."

"Don't come to see me tomorrow morning, wait until I wake up."

The housekeeper looked at him and nodded: "Yes."

He didn't leave the room directly, but walked in front of Wen Qing, raised his hand slowly, approached Wen Qing's clothes, and gestured to help him undress.

Wen Qing quickly stepped back and avoided the butler's hand: "No!"

"I will do it myself."

The butler looked straight at him.

Wen Qing said dryly, "I'm going to start brewing my emotions."

"you can go now."

The tiny blue light in the butler's eyes flashed quickly.

Wen Qing looked at him, there was no change in the expression on the butler's face, and the brows didn't even lift, but the blue light in his eyes flickered to varying degrees.

He couldn't tell what these blue lights represented for the time being, so he had to say it again: "You can go."

"You can ask them to make a room for you."

The housekeeper lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

When the housekeeper left the bedroom, Wen Qing walked to the door and locked it.

He washed, undressed, and climbed the bed quickly.

A good night's sleep.

the next day

Wen Qing was awakened by a slight knock on the door.

There was no movement, but he slept lightly and could hear clearly.

Wen Qing's brain wasn't fully awake yet, she sat up in a daze, looked at the turning door lock, and realized that she locked the door last night.

"Madam." Asha's soft voice sounded outside the door.

Wen Qing climbed out of bed and opened the door for Asha.

After opening the door, Asha was not in front of her.

It is a huge mirror, but the surface of this mirror is covered with a layer of white mist-like thing, moving on the mirror surface.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking it was because of his dazzling eyes, and saw the wrapping paper as white mist.

He reached out and poked, his fingertips resting on the mirror.

In the next second, the white mist began to dissipate from his fingertips and slowly faded away.

In the blink of an eye, the white fog disappeared.

turned into an ordinary mirror.

Wen Qing was completely awake now.

He opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

Has he grown a little taller?