Josh walked to the second floor and pushed open a room.

The room was unexpectedly large, with bookshelves lining the walls, filled with books.

The dark soft carpet and dark wooden bookshelf make the whole room look a lot gloomier.

There is a dark wooden desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a book on the desk and a cup of steaming coffee next to it.

She raised her eyebrows in surprise. Is there someone else in this room?

The room was silent, and the soft cashmere blanket on the floor absorbed all the sounds of people's footsteps.

In the entire study, Josh could only hear his own slightly hot breathing.

She had a fever and her breathing was heavier.

"Is anyone there?" Josh raised his voice slightly and looked at the coffee on the table.

She could feel a gloomy gaze falling on her from behind, but there didn't seem to be much malice in it.

She walked to the desk and saw a photo frame on it.

There seems to be a man in the frame, riding a tall white horse, wearing gorgeous and exquisite riding clothes, with fluffy golden curly hair and smooth and three-dimensional facial features.

But there are no facial features.

Josh raised an eyebrow, picked up the photo frame and took a look at it, his eyes falling on the coffee cup next to him.

There was a philosophy book on the table with some annotations on it. The author's handwriting was vigorous and powerful.

There was obviously someone in the room, but her sudden intrusion made that person hide.

Josh coughed twice and looked along the bookshelf.

There are books of various types on the bookshelf.

Some places are covered with fine dust, while others look brand new, showing the owner's love for reading.

Some of the books looked curled at the edges because they were frequently flipped through.

Josh reached for the book, and a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him: “Don’t touch it.”

She paused and was about to turn around when she heard this.

A strong sense of oppression came from behind, with a deliberately restrained coldness: "Don't turn around."

Qiao Xi did not resist. He just stood obediently facing the bookshelf, watching the unusually tall shadow pressing down from behind him.

It seems to be much higher than Yu Ze.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to step into the study room casually?" The man's voice behind him was particularly hoarse. It didn't sound like a deliberately lowered voice, but more like the sequelae of a trauma to the throat.

It's not the kind of hoarseness that sounds nice.

Josh shook his head: "No one told me that. Mr. Thomas only said, stay away from the attic and the back kitchen."

The man was silent for a moment: "The study is also part of the attic."

Josh’s voice softened: “Sorry, ahem…”

Her breathing felt a little hot, especially in such a stuffy room.

"Are you sick?" The person behind him moved closer.

Without turning around, Qiao Xi could feel the faint burning body temperature and the unique masculine breath coming from behind her, which brought an extremely domineering and powerful sense of oppression, making her feel like a little rabbit with a tiger grabbing the scruff of the neck.

Josh nodded lightly: “The room was too cold last night…”

There was silence in the study for a moment.

A dress was draped over her shoulders.

It smells like a man's black cloak, with a faint scent of sage and mint.

Josh raised his eyebrows slightly, trying to take off his cloak with some resistance.

"Put it on." The man's voice was calm, but with a sense of pressure.

It seems that if you disobey him, you will be severely punished.

Qiao Xi secretly raised the corners of his mouth, but still took off the cloak and let it fall to the ground: "No, it doesn't seem right to wear a strange man's clothes casually."

The air pressure behind me dropped significantly by several degrees.

Josh added: "Sorry, I have to go back to my room. I'm sorry to disturb you. I won't come to the study room anymore."

She didn't look at the man behind her and stood up to leave.

A strong murderous intent erupted from behind him: "How dare you disobey me?"

Qiao Xi saw from the corner of her eye that the tall figure behind her suddenly became distorted, and countless sharp thorny vine shadows rushed towards her.

As soon as the vines touched Qiao Xi's body, she fell down and lay on her back on the ground. Her messy and fluffy hair like seaweed was scattered all over the ground, making her palm-sized face look even paler. Her cheeks were abnormally flushed, and her whole body was incredibly hot.

A tall figure with ferocious thorns and vines slowly approached.

The icy air pressure seemed to condense into solid matter, and even frost began to form under the man's feet.

After a moment, Josh was picked up.

The petite and delicate body forms a sharp contrast with the man's strong body.

She was taken back to room 4.

Hearing the man's footsteps leaving, Josh still didn't open his eyes.

There is more than one pair of eyes watching her in this room.

She opened the system panel in her mind and saw the triggered side quest, [Capture Prince Ceci Gerald.]

[Prince Ceci's favorability is 10%.]

Is this Prince Ceci?

Qiao Xi frowned slightly. Was she lucky?

I always feel that the appearance of this prince is a bit deliberate.

She set an alarm in the system, checked the time, and slept for two hours.

Fifteen minutes before 12 noon, she got up on time and went downstairs to the restaurant.

She guessed correctly. Zoro, who was killed in the morning, reappeared in the restaurant at noon.

Qiao Xi looked at Yu Ze beside him: "What do you think?"

Yu Ze frowned slightly: "There is something strange."

Josh suddenly laughed: "It's quite weird."

There are 12 people at the table, not one missing.

Thomas estimated the time and came in at the last minute after dinner. "A friendly reminder to everyone, you must choose a room before 6pm. Otherwise, those who don't have a room will have to play in the corridor with the little ones raised by His Highness."

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