Chapter 278 The little servant really likes me

Jian Yue and Chris looked at each other.

Chris was the first to look away. The noble prince looked out the window, and it seemed that he didn't want to argue with Jian Yue anymore. Jian Yue was kind enough not to expose his thoughts.

When Jian Yue went out to get the tableware, he saw an unexpected person.

Ji Xingle, the boy with the summoning card, was also wearing a butler's uniform, but he didn't look too well, and had a pitiful look as if he was frightened.

Jian Yue asked him: "What happened?"

Ji Xingle said: "Last night, you didn't come back, and someone died again."

Jian Yue frowned: "Who?"

"A new guy from next door." Ji Xingle's lips turned pale. "He had some conflicts with Boss Zhao because Boss Zhao was lazy at work and he had to do two jobs at once, so he complained a few words. Boss Zhao was about to fight with that guy, and it was the guy with the crew cut who came out to stop them. I thought the matter was over, but when I woke up early in the morning, that guy was dead on the bed with a lot of blood on his body..."

Jian Yue listened quietly. In the horror copy, too many people died every day. Life here was the most fragile thing.

Ji Xingle said with some fear: "They all said that it was because that person offended the Lord God and was punished by the devil because he quarreled with others and had no tolerance..."

Jian Yue interrupted him: "What exactly do you want to say, or what did you see, right?"

Ji Xingle didn't expect Jian Yue to be so perceptive!

Jian Yue said to him, "If it weren't for this, you wouldn't have come to see me. I have something else to do now. I have to serve His Royal Highness the Prince for dinner. I don't have much time. You'd better say whatever you want to say quickly."

Ji Xingle's face turned pale when he hesitated.

A girl showed up.

It’s Chiaya.

Ji Xingle always wears dark-colored clothes, but Qiyaya's skirt is always bright and colorful. She appeared out of nowhere and said, "Xiao Ji saw the buzz cut guy go out at night."

interesting.

Jian Yue asked: "Where did he go?"

Qiyaya said: "I went to the next room."

The meaning is very clear, the guy with the crew cut is a suspect of murder.

Jian Yue said: "You think it was the guy with the short hair who killed him."

Ji Xingle said: "But, but I heard that the system does not allow the tasker to kill people, that will be punished, but I was too scared, because when the short-haired brother came back, he seemed to find that I was awake..."

Jian Yue understood that Ji Xingle was very scared, so he found himself.

"Then why did you come to me?" Jian Yue said, "Do you think I can protect you?"

Ji Xingle said, "Yes, I think you are amazing. I have a bad sleep, so I often can't sleep at night. That night when the monster came to you, I was also awake, but you were able to drive the monster away so calmly and rationally. Now you are even the first one among all our taskers to go to the church. I can be sure that you must have experienced many dungeons, so you are such a calm and capable tasker."

Jian Yue: “…”

If you knew that I only calmed down after being scared by the monsters too many times, wouldn't you be furious?

He complained in his mind.

Jian Yue said honestly: "I'm not as good as you think."

Ji Xingle said, "I just want to form an alliance with you. Although you haven't used any cards, I guess you didn't use any skill cards when the monsters came that night. Your cards may not be offensive Kappa, and my summoning cards can help you. You will need my help."

For the first time, Jian Yue discovered that this sickly boy was not as simple as he thought, he was very smart.

Jian Yue said: "How do you want me to help you?"

Ji Xingle whispered: "If Brother Cuntou wants to kill me, please protect me."

Jian Yue thought about it, and then said, "Check your bed before going to bed. Don't let anyone put anything around your bed, including cloth strips and anything that smells."

This is the utmost we can do and it also shows our sincerity in cooperation.

Ji Xingle quickly asked, "Is it the white cloth from that day?"

Jian Yue said: "This is just my guess, but if you find something similar again tonight, stay."

Ji Xingle nodded.

Jian Yue didn't have much time to chat with him. After all, Chris might be unhappy if he went late. He went back to the kitchen to get something and found that Martha had cooked a lot of food.

Martha met Jian Yue's suspicious gaze. She looked a little embarrassed and whispered, "I, I know your food is for the prince. It's good for the prince to eat these things when he's injured, isn't it? I, I occasionally meet Her Royal Highness the Princess during the day. She has a poor appetite and always eats very little..."

Her eyes were somewhat evasive.

It seemed that it was a despicable thing for a servant to dare to take the initiative to care about the health of the nobles.

Jian Yue said: "Sure, that's great, you can prepare some more milk to help you sleep."

Martha seemed to be relieved. She nodded without daring to look at Jian Yue: "Okay, okay..."

Jian Yue took the meal and went back.

The castle is always so cold at night, with dim candlelight burning in the dark corridor. When people walk by, they leave behind distorted shadows. The sound of footsteps keeps echoing in the empty corridor. As they walk, it seems as if the footsteps of countless people are walking together. When they stop quietly, there is no one around.

Jian Yue stood in front of the huge door. He pushed it open and the warm light from the room poured in.

Chris sat by the window and looked at the letter in his hand. He put it down only after hearing footsteps. Jian Yue put the plate in his hand on the table beside him and said, "Your Highness, you can eat now."

"Yeah." Chris put the letter aside. He didn't seem to care whether Jian Yue would read it or not. He just walked over.

To be honest, Chris is really tall. Even if he is only wearing the simplest white pajamas, he can't hide his tall and mighty aura. His red hair is scattered wantonly, like a lazy beast. Jian Yue once heard Sari say that there are rumors among the people that Chris was not cursed by the devil, but by the devil himself.

Because he is too powerful and too frightening.

Jian Yue placed the tableware on the table one by one. The temperature of the porridge was just right. He found that there were some other dishes on the table, all of which were extremely fragrant meat, ham, and some smoked turkey.

Chris said, "The Duke had other servants deliver it before you came."

Jian Yue said: "If you have an appetite, you can eat a small amount."

Chris said, "I give it to you."

Jian Yue was stunned: "What?"

Chris seemed to be narrating a very ordinary thing. He lifted his eyelids and looked at Jian Yue. His ruby-like eyes clearly reflected Jian Yue's appearance. He said, "What is rewarded to you is yours."

She looked noble and cool.

Jian Yue said, "Thank you very much. I'll take it down when the table is cleared later."

Chris frowned and said, "Eat here."

Jian Yue was stunned. There has never been a rule that male servants can eat with their masters. Although he was not very familiar with this rule, Sari told him a lot about it since he had to serve Prince Chris.

"This..." He hesitated.

Chris said, "You don't want to?"

Wang Jue was a little happy. They had breakfast together in the morning, and he even shared a steamed bun with him. Why was that not the case in the evening? He also specially asked someone to prepare a lot of delicious food, which the servants definitely could not eat at other times.

Jian Yue knew that if he said he didn't want to, the child would definitely get angry, so he quickly said, "It's my pleasure. I'm not unwilling. I'm just... flattered."

Chris was happy. He snorted and made an expression that showed he didn't really care what Jian Yue said. However, the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his happiness, and the redness in his eyes became a little more intense.

Jian Yue discovered that his eyes usually had only a faint red color, and only when he was extremely excited would his pupils turn bright red, like burning flames. This made it surprisingly easy to guess what the prince was thinking.

He sat down at the table.

He was really hungry after a busy day.

Chris sat next to him and drank porridge. He had a poor appetite after he fell ill, so he didn't eat much and stopped after eating some.

Jian Yue actually prefers to eat staple foods. Most of the staple foods here are bread. There is no rice, so Jian Yue prefers steamed buns. After Chris put down the plate in his hand, he found that Jian Yue was concentrating on eating steamed buns and did not pay attention to him or eat with him.

Even while eating.

Jian Yue could even greet him: "Your Highness, is that enough? If not, there's more. I even brought some more from the kitchen today!"

Chris: “…”

He began to wonder if the kitchen could prepare less next time.

That way he could share it with me.

Jian Yue enjoyed the meal very much. The meat eaten by the prince was completely different from that eaten by the servants. The meat eaten by the servants was basically half-cooked and had a fishy smell, which was very difficult to swallow. However, the prince's diet was completely different. The texture of the bacon was just right, and the steamed buns could be spread with butter and honey, which tasted really delicious.

Compared to what I had eaten before, it was totally different.

Jian Yue felt a little regretful. He didn't know when he would be able to eat such a sumptuous meal next time.

Chris put down the spoon and said, "Have you finished eating?"

Jian Yue quickly came back to his senses and said, "Yes, do you want to rest now? How is your wound today? Did the doctor say that you can't take a bath yet?"

The injuries on Chris' body were too severe. In this era, it would be terrible if he was infected by the water if he took a bath, so he usually did not take a bath. However, this prince was obviously a germaphobe.

"Well, no." Chris frowned.

Jian Yue saw that he really didn't feel well, and it was summer now, so he must be uncomfortable, so he suggested: "I'll go get some hot water and wipe it for you, okay?"

Chris looked at Jian Yue, his eyes staring at him tightly as if they wanted to burn him up. Jian Yue's whole body was actually a little stiff. Was there something wrong with his suggestion?

In the next second.

Chris smiled and said, "That's a good suggestion."

Jian Yue: “…”

Don't scare me, Your Highness!

But you have to do what you say.

Jian Yue asked his subordinates for hot water. The servants in the manor did not dare to delay the prince's order, but the news that the prince wanted to take a bath in water spread quickly.

Downstairs, Jian Yue met an unexpected person.

Lida looked at him in a white dress with a resentful look in her eyes. She was wearing very red lipstick, which looked like blood. She said to Jian Yue, "You should know that His Highness Chris's wound cannot be exposed to water."

Jian Yue said: "Just wipe it off. His Royal Highness doesn't like things to be too dirty."

Lida was speechless. She asked, "How is His Royal Highness's recovery? I want to go see him."

"I'm sorry, Miss." Jian Yue answered truthfully: "I haven't recovered yet."

Lida's expression stiffened a little. She said, "There will be a flower festival in the town in a few days. Will His Royal Highness the Prince attend? I want to invite him to join us in the festival."

Jian Yue always gave an official answer: "I'm sorry I can't answer you. I need to ask the master for his opinion."

Lida handed something to Jian Yue: "This is the flowers I picked when I went out today. I hope His Highness can recover soon. Please give it to him for me."

When Jian Yue took the flower, he smelled a very strong fragrance. This fragrance was too strong, but a little familiar. Jian Yue thought of the honey fragrance he smelled on the street today. Is it the same flower? The characteristic of the town?

No matter what, Jian Yue had to take it first. He said, "I will, miss."

Only then did Lida let him go and left.

When Jane Yue took the flowers back, Chris was writing something at the desk. He seemed a little surprised to see Jane Yue coming back with the flowers. Jane Yue was about to explain that these were given by Lida.

Chris seemed to perk up and asked with interest, "Did you pick this?"

Jian Yue: “…No.”

Chris suddenly became gloomy: "Who gave it to you?"

Jian Yue: "It's for you."

Chris regained his expressionless face: "Leave it there."

The decency that a noble should have prevented him from saying anything like "throw it away".

Jian Yue found a vase to put the flowers in. He put some water in the vase and chose to place the flowers on the table closest to the window. When the wind blew in, the fragrance of the flowers would slowly spread, full of vitality.

There was a knock on the door.

Jian Yue said: "The hot water is here."

He went out to meet her. The prince's room naturally had a bathroom. After the curtain was used to cover it, the bathroom was clean and bright. After Jian Yue had someone put the water in place, he asked Chris, "Do we need to stay for two more people?"

Because I heard that if a prince of his status takes a bath, there would usually be two or three or more servants present.

Chris said, "No, you can be alone. I don't like people around me when I take a bath."

Jian Yue felt more relieved. He didn't want anyone else around him, so he asked them to leave. Li Xingle was there too. Before he left, he glanced at Jian Yue with some uneasiness. Jian Yue asked him to go back first.

The water temperature was just right, perfect.

Jane came over and said, "Shall we take a bath now, or wait till you are done?"

Chris put down the letter in his hand and said to Jian Yue beside him: "I will stay in the manor during this period. My mother has sent a letter. The church can treat Daya's illness."

It turns out that the letter has already been communicated.

Jian Yue nodded and said, "The princess's illness is the most important."

Chris said: "They all said that the demons stopped the car, so they were attacked. What do you think?"

Jian Yue didn't expect Chris to ask him this. He hesitated a little, but after meeting Chris's eyes, he said, "Actually, I'm not from this town, so I don't know if there are really demons in this world, but you can see the demon's claw marks on your car, so I think it might be possible."

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be scared by now.

Not to mention other people, when Jian Yue first came into contact with demons and these things, he also felt scared. The feeling that the invisible and intangible monster might come to you at any time is really not a pleasant one. The fear of the unknown is the most painful, and this statement is absolutely true.

However.

"Bang!"

Chris slammed the letter on the table. He sneered and said, "What demons? They are just a bunch of evil people who dare to do dirty tricks behind people's backs. Your Highness is not afraid of them."

Jian Yue's eyes lit up. After all, if Lord Chris really took action, maybe this town could really be cleaned up. Then wouldn't his task be easier?

So Jian Yue asked: "What are you going to do?"

Chris did not hesitate: "Send troops to pacify this place."

He has strength and means!!

Jian Yue: "...or should you take your time, Your Highness?"

It would be better to let his mission target location survive temporarily, Jian Yue broke out in a cold sweat.

But fortunately, Chris didn't seem to be obsessed with this matter. The hot water and other things were ready not far away, so he went to take a shower and wipe his body.

Chris's robe was very easy to take off, revealing his strong chest with bloody wounds. Although they were wrapped with gauze, Jian Yue could still imagine that the wounds were very deep and painful. From the wounds all the way down, one could see his strong abdominal muscles. His skin was very white, but he was very strong.

Jian Yue said: "Please sit here and I will wipe it for you."

There is a chair next to the bathtub for people to sit on.

Chris just sat there, letting Jian Yue wipe him. Jian Yue wet the towel with hot water and walked over. When he turned around, he met Chris's eyes. He was sitting lazily on the chair, his whole body showing a relaxed posture, looking at him leisurely. He had a pair of deep eyes, light red eyes like gems, looking at him without blinking. On his shoulder, there was a small light red mole. He just sat there defenselessly waiting for him to come over.

Inexplicable.

Jian Yue suddenly felt his heart beating irregularly.

Chris asked, "What's wrong?"

Jian Yue shook his head, walked up to him, bent down and wiped his body. The two were very close to each other, and mist was spreading around them. The only sound was the leather sliding across his skin with a slight hint of moisture.

Chris's low and elegant voice suddenly sounded, and he said, "You look so hot."

Jian Yue's hand trembled, and then he dropped the towel on the ground. He looked up at Chris and said, "Yes, is there?"

"I think so," Chris pointed out. "Your face and ears are all red."

Although Jian Yue wanted to do so, he didn't have the courage to do it yet. What if the prince thought he was committing a crime? Moreover, he didn't know the prince's orientation yet. What if he didn't like him? In order to survive, he had to be careful. So Jian Yue said, "Because the water in the wooden barrel is too hot, the water vapor is red."

Chris smiled and said, "I'll do it myself."

Jian Yue thought about it and shook his head. Chris's wound was too deep. If he bent down to wipe it, it would definitely pull the wound, which would easily cause bleeding. By then, let alone the wound's recovery, the Duke and the doctor would definitely take this opportunity to attack him. So he said, "No, please let me do it. I am willing to take care of you."

Chris was slightly stunned.

He thought that his little servant really liked him.

It's a pity that he will never be able to respond to him. Not to mention that he is a prince, and his status is far different from that of a little boy servant. Besides, even if it is really possible, he can't let Jian Yue get it easily, otherwise he won't know how to cherish it!

Most importantly…

It would be terrible if he found out.

The noble Lord Chris moved his seat slightly so that the little servant wouldn't notice his abnormality. He waved his hand and said, "Just go if I tell you to. I can do it myself. I don't need anyone to take care of me. I'm used to having my own personal servant take care of me when it comes to washing. You go out first."

Jian Yue:?

How come I'm suddenly not used to myself when I was fine just now?

The upper body is wiped well, but it’s difficult to wash the lower body because he bends over.

Jian Yue wanted to persuade him, but Chris suddenly turned cold and said with great aura: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"……yes."

It seems that the prince really has no interest in me.

Just as Jian Yue was about to leave, Chris said, "Go get me some clean clothes."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chris added, "Your own coat is wet. If you touch my clean clothes, they will get dirty. Take off your coat before you go get them."

Jian Yue: "...I will follow your instructions."

As expected, the prince is a germaphobe.

So he took off his two slightly wet coats and placed them on the shelf beside him, preparing to go out to get them. Jian Yue walked outside and took the coats and said, "Your Highness, can I come in and give you your coat?"

Chris said, "Just leave it there and go out. I can do it myself."

Jian Yue: "...Don't you need me to help you get dressed?"

Chris said, "You can't do this, get out."

Jian Yue didn't expect that His Royal Highness the Prince had such high requirements. He probably couldn't get used to him. It seemed that the Prince really didn't like him very much. Maybe it was because he didn't take good care of him just now. After all, he seemed to hate him suddenly. Jian Yue felt a little frustrated, but he could only nod and say, "Then I'll leave first, Your Highness."

He turned and left, closing all the windows outside before leaving. He placed the vase as he passed by. The vase still had a strong fragrance. Jian Yue put everything in place in the house before turning around and leaving.

I didn't walk far into the corridor outside.

Just when Jian Yue was thinking about how to make a living if the prince really hated him, he suddenly stopped walking in the quiet corridor. He was sure that he was the only one in the corridor, but now, when he stopped, he could still hear the sticky footsteps as if a ghost was following him.

After stopping.

The footsteps were still slowly approaching him.

Jian Yue followed the dim light of the corridor. There happened to be a painting nearby. The glass frame reflected a blood-red mass not far behind him. A crawling creature on all fours was slowly approaching him!

As if it realized that he had stopped, the red, bloody mass finally stopped as well. Then, in the picture frame, the two people looked at each other. Then, the surroundings became quiet. Jian Yue didn't know why he had gotten involved with this. He seemed to have seen exactly the same person in the church during the day, but why did he find him tonight?

The blood-red mass seemed to be revealing a cold smile.

Jian Yue also forced a smile: "Good evening."

In the silence.

Just when the blood-red ball was wondering why Jian Yue could still greet it, it saw Jian Yue just pause for a moment, and then -

Ran out suddenly!

His goal was to head towards the nearby stairs, but before he had taken a few steps, he heard some sticky crawling creatures on the stairs as well, more than one!

If I run towards the stairs now, I will be blocked!

There was no way out, and everything was blocked in front and behind. When the audience in the live broadcast room were frightened, they saw Jian Yue still running towards the stairs without hesitation. The audience was shocked:

"Are you looking for death?"

"Why did you run away after you found out?"

"What kind of limit is this?"

Then the audience saw that when Jian Yue was about to approach the stairs, the monster behind him was about to catch up with him, so he slammed on the brakes and turned to the side!

The one lying in ambush on the stairs collided head-on with the one behind him, and they even started biting each other subconsciously!

Audience: “…”

Monsters: “…”

In this chaotic moment, Jian Yue seized the opportunity to run outside. In the narrow corridor, the monster behind him was chasing him relentlessly. The next second, Jian Yue, who had no way out, actually opened a door and ran in.

The quiet room.

The prince was sitting on the bed, and had no time to rest. He was holding Jian Yue's coat in his hands. When the bed curtains fell, the tall and handsome red-haired prince looked at the person who suddenly broke in with some surprise. Their eyes met and they were suddenly quiet.

Jian Yue: “…”

Chris: “…”