While Xia Qingqing was sizing up Morris, he was also observing Xia Qingqing.
He had just learned from the butler about Xia Qingqing's strange behavior; she didn't even know this was the Marshal's Mansion!
Okay, even if Xia Qingqing came from a remote planet and doesn't have much experience, that still doesn't explain how she ended up at the Marshal's Mansion.
Furthermore, given that the other party mentioned knowing Glek, it was hard for Morris not to think of the ancient Blue Star girl Glek had mentioned who had made a deal with him.
Having made his guess, Morris quickly ordered the butler to bring Xia Qingqing to see him.
After meeting Xia Qingqing in person, Morris became even more certain of his guess.
It wasn't that he was narcissistic, but as the marshal of the empire, most people would subconsciously look at him with admiration, or at the very least, their emotions would be stirred upon seeing him, since his appearance was no secret on the interstellar network.
But when Xia Qingqing saw him, it was as if she were seeing a stranger, oh, and there was also a hint of appreciation and amazement at his appearance.
Thinking about this, Morris felt somewhat helpless.
Xia Qingqing waited for a long time but didn't hear the person in the main seat speak, so she had to take the initiative to break the silence: "Marshal, may I ask what you need me for?"
"Are you here to see Glek?" Morris asked instead of answering.
Xia Qingqing immediately nodded: "Yes, could you please tell him for me that Xia Qingqing is looking for him?"
Xize rubbed his forehead, both amused and exasperated. This girl really didn't know the meaning of politeness. There were very few people in the entire interstellar space who dared to speak to the Marshal like that.
Morris wasn't angry; instead, he nodded gently: "Okay."
"Thank you very much," Xia Qingqing said gratefully.
Morris smiled faintly, "You're welcome. However, Glek won't be back so soon. You can rest at the Marshal's Mansion for a while."
"Um, wouldn't that be inconvenient?" Xia Qingqing said, but she didn't really intend to refuse.
She doesn't know if there are hotels in interstellar space, and even if there are, she doesn't have any interstellar coins. Even if she did have interstellar coins, she doesn't know if she needs to register to check into a hotel.
It would be better to simply wait for Glek to return at the Marshal's Mansion, and then find a way to properly thank this kind-hearted Marshal.
Of course, if this person wants to harm her, she is not a lamb to be slaughtered.
Morris said, "No, don't worry, you can stay here. Glek won't be back until tomorrow."
"Thank you then," Xia Qingqing said with a smile.
Morris didn't say anything more, but simply had Xize take Xia Qingqing to the guest room.
He was indeed very interested in Xia Qingqing, but he wasn't in a hurry to find out her background. Anyway, she was already at the Marshal's Mansion, and some things could wait until Glek returned tomorrow.
However, because he valued Xia Qingqing, he directly instructed Xize to arrange for Xia Qingqing to stay in the main building.
“Miss Xia, this is your room. Please feel free to let me know if you need anything,” Xize said gently.
Xia Qingqing looked around the room. It was a large suite, including a living room, bedrooms, a study, a bathroom, and all the furniture and daily necessities were complete.
She nodded to Caesar: "Thank you, I'm very satisfied."
"Then I won't disturb your rest any longer. You can rest for a while, and I'll call you when it's time to eat," Xize said before leaving the room.
As soon as the person left, Xia Qingqing immediately slumped onto the comfortable and soft sofa. She had only intended to take a short nap, but she fell asleep very quickly.
She drank too much last night, and when she woke up she already had a headache. She was also under a lot of tension, so when she finally relaxed, she fell asleep right away.
Xia Qingqing was awakened by a knock on the door: "Miss Xia, it's time for dinner."
"Okay," Xia Qingqing mumbled sleepily, forcing herself to sit up from the sofa and patting her face to wake herself up.
After stepping out of the room, I saw Xize waiting at the door: "Where are we going to eat?"
Xize gave a gentle smile: "Miss Xia, please come with me."
The dining room wasn't too far from Xia Qingqing's room; it didn't take long to walk there.
When Morris saw Xia Qingqing, he gestured for her to sit down: "Miss Xia, please have a seat."
"Thank you," Xia Qingqing said, sitting down in the seat he indicated. Xize then sat down directly opposite her.
As soon as I sat down, the butler came over with several maids to serve the dishes.
Xia Qingqing raised an eyebrow as she looked at the steak in front of her. She hadn't expected that even in interstellar times, humans would still be eating steak. She thought she would be eating something different, but her expectations were dashed.
She didn't know that if it weren't for her sudden arrival, Morris and Caesar would probably have just had a nutritional supplement for dinner. They had prepared steak for her specifically because they thought she might not like the taste of the nutritional supplement.
Xia Qingqing didn't know if there was any etiquette of not speaking while eating in interstellar space. Seeing that Morris and Caesar were eating seriously, she didn't take the initiative to break the silence.
She silently compared the steaks in the modern world and the interstellar world in her mind. Although they looked similar, there were still significant differences in taste.
Well, to put it simply, the steak in StarCraft is rather unpalatable.
How could there be such a tough steak? Xia Qingqing ate a small piece of steak for more than ten minutes, and her cheeks ached from chewing. She even wondered if the chef had made it with his feet.
The Marshal's Mansion Chef: "..."
You think you're so high and mighty? If you're so capable, then don't eat it!
After finally finishing the food on her plate, Xia Qingqing breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Seeing that she had finished eating, Xize smiled and asked, "Miss Xia, are you full? Would you like some more?"
"No, no, I'm already full," Xia Qingqing quickly refused. She would rather have a meal when she got back to her room.
Xia Qingqing had used up a lot of her supplies in the post-apocalyptic and primordial worlds, so she quickly replenished them in the modern world. Now her system warehouse is full, and she can eat as much as she wants without restraint. She could eat it all in several lifetimes.
Morris put down his knife and fork, wiped his hands with a napkin, and looked at Xia Qingqing, asking, "Miss Xia doesn't seem to like the chef's cooking at the manor?"
Xia Qingqing paused for a moment, then said against her will, "Hehe, it's not bad."
Morris, being the kind of person he was, could tell at a glance that Xia Qingqing wasn't telling the truth, and said in a gentle tone, "If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself."
He had tasted the ancient Blue Star food brought by Glek, and the taste was indeed incomparable to that of the interstellar kitchen. Over the long course of time, many human civilizations have been lost, and recipes are naturally among them.
"Okay, I understand, thank you, Marshal," Xia Qingqing replied with a smile.
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