Chapter 11 Why does this face in the ancient painting look so much like her?
hatred?
Qi Xunsheng was stunned.
"Who do you...hate?"
She just broke into this rose manor, it shouldn't be necessary to hate her, right?
Or does Qi Zhao hate everyone who breaks in here equally, so he will punish them?
Qi Zhao finally raised his eyes from the book and glanced at her lightly:
"Now that you're awake, let's make breakfast."
"Breakfast?" Qi Xunsheng looked around, then pointed at himself with glaring eyes. "Me?"
Qi Zhao held his chin with his hand, looked at her calmly, and responded to her question with his eyes——
What else?
"You said that." Qi Xunsheng gritted his teeth.
"Turn right, first room."
Qi Xunsheng took a deep breath, turned around and went into the kitchen. So far, no one dared to eat the food she cooked, not even Aunt Zhang who took care of her.
Hearing the ding-dong sounds coming from the kitchen, Qi Zhao looked up for a moment, then retracted his gaze and continued reading the book in his hand.
An hour later, Qi Xunsheng came out of the kitchen, leaned against the door frame of the study, looked inside, and called her:
"Qi Zhao! Eat breakfast!"
Qi Zhao's fingertips paused slightly, feeling a sense of unreality. This was not a dream, but was actually happening before her eyes.
Qi Xunsheng had no idea why she was standing there in a daze, nor did he understand the complex emotions in her eyes. He waved at her and smiled brightly: "Come here quickly."
Qi Zhao lowered his brows and eyes, put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, and walked out.
But after taking just two steps, she stopped, with an expression of confusion on her face.
Qi Xunsheng saw her expression and could hardly suppress the smile on his face. He could only hide his gloating with words: "This is the dish I made specially for you. You must finish it."
Qi Zhao didn't have the ability to read minds, he just knew the person in front of him too well and could tell what she was thinking through her eyes.
There were three plates of black things on the dining table, and the air was filled with a burnt smell. There was no doubt that it was coming from the "food" on the table.
Qi Xunsheng gestured to her to invite her to take a seat.
How could Qi Zhao not see the gloating in her eyes, but he was too lazy to expose it. She sat down, pushed all the food in front of her, and said, "I forgot to tell you, this is your breakfast."
"No, no, no, I made this especially for you." How could Qi Xunsheng let her get away like that?
Qi Zhao looked at her: "You can't cook?"
Qi Xunsheng smiled: "Should I know how to do it?"
Although Lu Qinglian was not good to her, Qi Yushuang left her some property when she passed away, so that she would not have to fall to the point of cooking for herself.
Qi Zhao didn't say anything, but his eyes gradually became gloomy and terrifying.
It was clearly midsummer with the temperature outside at over 30 degrees Celsius, but she actually felt cold. A chill rising from the bottom of her heart filled her heart.
She just can't cook, she hasn't committed a capital crime, why is Qi Zhao looking at her like this? And she didn't say she can cook, why does she look deceived.
——"I heard you're anorexic. This princess has been gifted since childhood, and I learned cooking without a teacher. You're lucky to have met me. No one has ever tasted my cooking."
I even learned cooking just to be close to her.
Qi Zhao didn't know whether he should laugh or not.
She has lived in the villa since she was a child and is very curious about the outside world, but her family says that the world is dangerous, so in order to protect her, they never let her step out of the villa.
Until the sound of searching came from the sky.
"I have never had any talent in this area since I was a child. You don't have to look at me like that, right?" Qi Xunsheng was frightened by her stare. He didn't know who she was looking at through him. The look in her eyes was really scary.
She couldn't stand such a shock.
Qi Zhao lowered his eyes, picked up a piece of black food from the plate with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, took two sips, and then spit it out.
Qi Xunsheng had long since lost his previous gloating mood. Worried that the person in front of him might suddenly get angry, he advised, "I really don't have any talent. I didn't mean to make it so unpalatable. Why don't we go out to eat?"
This time she will definitely remember the way carefully and won't fall asleep like last time.
However, Qi Zhao did not answer. He just lowered his head and tasted another dish with his chopsticks, and as expected, he spit it out again.
Qi Zhao didn't put down his chopsticks until he had tasted all three dishes.
Qi Xunsheng sat there nervously, with her lips tightly closed, afraid that this man would be unhappy and stuff food into her mouth.
Qi Zhao drank a cup of tea to rinse his mouth and said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
Qi Xunsheng felt that this sentence was sarcastic.
Maybe he was mocking her poor craftsmanship.
But this was not what she thought. As a smart person who learned things quickly, cooking was the window that God had closed for her.
After the failed attempt, she didn't delve into cooking again.
She thought that it might be possible to cook well, but for someone without talent, it would take a lot of time and energy, which was not necessary for her.
If she had known that one day Qi Zhao would look at her like this because she couldn't cook, she would have persisted for a few more days no matter what.
At least color, aroma and taste must be considered.
"Don't you have any servants in such a big villa?" Qi Xunsheng couldn't stand the silent atmosphere and couldn't help but find a topic to talk about.
Qi Zhao glanced at her indifferently without saying anything.
Qi Xunsheng could see that she was still angry, and couldn't help but say, "My auntie cooks really delicious food, how about I ask her to come over?"
“…”
Qi Xunsheng: "..."
Why is this person so emotionally unstable? She tried so hard to find a topic to talk about, but he didn't even reply.
Qi Zhao seemed to care particularly about her cooking skills. When he found out that she had no talent for cooking at all, his eyes and tone were filled with unconcealable disappointment, as well as sadness as if he had been deceived.
cheat?
Qi Xunsheng couldn't help but think, was it because she looked like she could cook that Qi Zhao felt lost due to misunderstanding?
"Bang!" Qi Xunsheng couldn't help it any longer. He slammed the table hard, stood up, and said with his hands on his hips, "I don't know what you are angry about. I never told you that I can cook. It's good enough that I cook for you. You still complain about this and that. What are you disappointed about? You should be grateful that you can eat the food I cook!"
"Do whatever you want, I won't serve you anymore!" Qi Xunsheng slammed the table and said that, then went back to the room, picked up his backpack and walked out the door, which was slammed shut.
The sudden sunlight flashed into her eyes. Qi Xunsheng subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes, then slowly let go of her hand, her eyes flashing with surprise.
The roses in the sun were more gorgeous and dazzling than at night. They were more beautiful and vivid than anything she had ever seen before, so beautiful that it made her fall in love with them.
She took two steps and gradually lost herself in the flowers.
Half an hour later, the castle gate was opened again.
Qi Xunsheng held the backpack strap in his right hand, looked dejectedly at someone sitting on the dining chair, and angrily threw his bag onto the table: "Are you trying to starve me to death by not letting me out?"
Qi Zhao held his chin with his hand and curled his lips: "Why are you back?"
Qi Xunsheng: "..."
She couldn't get out of this evil place at all. If she went forward, she would just go around in circles in the same place. The only way out was to go back, so she had no choice but to return to the castle.
Qi Xunsheng sat down opposite her angrily, and only then noticed that there were two bowls of clear soup noodles on the table.
"mine?"
Qi Xunsheng opened his eyes wide, unable to believe that she could actually cook.
If you can do it, why let her suffer?
Qi Xunsheng tasted the noodles angrily and muttered, "So salty!"
“Why not add some vegetables!”
“It’s not tasty at all!”
The person who is always picky and says the food is not tasty will even drink up all the soup in the bowl.
Qi Zhao raised his eyebrows playfully.
Qi Xunsheng's cheeks flushed slightly: "I only ate it reluctantly in order not to waste food, not because your cooking was so delicious."
"It wasn't me who did it." Qi Zhao chuckled.
"If it wasn't you who did it?" I thought he was being disliked and didn't admit it.
There were only the two of them in the house. Who else could have done it if not Qi Zhao?
"It was done by a ghost." Qi Zhao curled his lips.
Qi Xunsheng huffed and ignored her deliberately scary words.
But what she didn't know was that at this moment, there were two servants in maid uniforms standing behind her.
She thought that there were only the two of them in the villa, but in fact there were "people" everywhere.
"By the way, can you help me find my phone?"
"cannot."
"If you help me find my phone, I'll admit that your noodles are delicious."
"unnecessary."
"Please, please," Qi Xunsheng pouted, looking aggrieved. As a modern person, how could she live without a mobile phone? She would be bored to death. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, she said, "I want to contact my friend. If she can't reach me, she will be worried."
"Friend?" Qi Zhao curled his lips and tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.
"It's the girl who was with me. I don't know if she has woken up yet." Qi Xunsheng thought she was really wondering, so he answered her.
Keep the change, please.
"Why?"
"It was confiscated."
"nothing?"
Qi Xunsheng thought that she accidentally dropped her phone while walking among the rose bushes last night, but she didn't expect that Qi Zhao had hidden it.
She thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out when Qi Zhao took the phone from her bag.
I can’t go out and I lost my phone.
How is this different from being imprisoned?
"I only said I'd stay with you for seven days. I didn't say I'd be isolated from the world. Did you know that imprisoning people is illegal?"
"Huh?" Qi Zhao seemed to have heard a funny joke, especially when Qi Xunsheng pointed at her angrily, she couldn't help but raise her hand and pull the person in front of her.
Qi Xunsheng followed the force and fell into her arms. Qi Zhao whispered in her ear, "Aren't you the one who wants to imprison me?"
The sudden closeness of her hot breath made her heart tremble, but she still turned back fiercely to deny: "What am I..."
Before she could finish her words, a picture flashed through her mind.
That day, when she and Shan Xianmin talked about the erotic dream that had been haunting her for many days——
"If she is a ghost and I slept with her, then she should be my ghost. Find a ghost-imprisoning technique and keep her by my side."
When he thought of this incident, Qi Xunsheng pushed her away in fear, stood up and took two steps back: "How did you know?"
Qi Zhao chuckled and did not answer, only said:
"If we said seven days, then not a minute or a second less."
Qi Xunsheng was still feeling terrified.
Qi Zhao seemed to enjoy scaring her, first saying there was a ghost here...
Wait, there really aren't ghosts here, are there?
Qi Xunsheng felt that his brain was not enough.
She knew that there was something wrong with Qi Zhao, but when the problem was really put in front of her, she discovered how terrible it was.
If Qi Zhao had any bad intentions, she would be completely finished.
She was betting that although Qi Zhao was mysterious, he was not a bad person.
Bet she wouldn't actually hurt herself.
Qi Zhao seemed to dislike her mentioning others, especially her friends.
Knowing that she couldn't get her phone back at the moment, Qi Xunsheng was no longer obsessed with it. Because of Qi Zhao's words, she no longer stepped into the house, but lay in the rocking chair under the big tree in the flower garden like her, staring blankly.
Qi Zhao obviously didn't expect this person to take her place.
Seeing her come out, Qi Xunsheng said to her, "Your chair is too hard. My back hurts when I lie down on it. Can you get me a swing chair?"
Qi Zhao gently waved the fan in his hand and stared at her.
Qi Xunsheng certainly knew what she was thinking. The reason why Qi Zhao said those words to her was definitely because he wanted to see her frightened expression.
She had seen this kind of trick many times, just like what Lu Qinglian did to her, constantly provoking her secretly and being nice to her on the surface, wanting to see her go crazy and make everyone hate her.
Although she didn't know why Qi Zhao hated her, she would definitely not let him get what he wanted in this situation.
Who is Qi Xunsheng, the person who can make Lu Qinglian unable to cope and let her go her own way?
Just Qi Zhao, just seven days, she could still make Qi Zhao annoyed enough to let her go early.
Thinking of Lu Qinglian, her mind became clearer.
She was not a fool. She had no choice but to agree to Qi Zhao in order to save her good friend, but of course she also had to do something meaningful.
For example, getting the guy my stepsister likes to become interested in her.
From childhood to adulthood, Su Jing has always been the one who snatched her things away. Now it’s time for her to experience the feeling of being robbed.
"The swing chair must be made of golden nanmu wood and covered with silk."
Qi Zhao folded his arms and watched her rapidly moving eyes with interest. Gradually, the movement of her fanning herself slowed down.
She remembered that a thousand years ago, Qi Xunsheng had made the same request to her.
This person is naturally noble, with skin so sensitive that he can distinguish brocade and silk. He eats, wears and uses only the finest items. If he makes a fuss, she won't be able to sleep for several days.
But she just fell for it.
No matter how noisy Qi Xunsheng was, even if she asked for the stars in the sky, she would pick them down for her.
Now that I think about it, it must be too hard for such a person to learn cooking just to get close to her.
"You think too highly of yourself." Qi Zhao sneered, walked over and lifted the man up from the rocking chair.
Qi Xunsheng was light to begin with, so she picked him up like a chicken and threw him aside.
She snorted coldly and stood beside her, looking at her with resentment.
Qi Zhao curled his lips and covered his eyes with a fan, blocking out Qi Xunsheng's gaze and the sunlight.
She felt Qi Xunsheng squatting down and moving closer, and then there was the weight of an extra person on the rocking chair.
Although the rocking chair is made of good material, it is not strong enough to bear the weight of two people.
Qi Xunsheng lay down on the rocking chair and snuggled into her arms.
"If you lie down, I'll lie down too."
Very shameless.
Qi Zhao moved her arms away from his waist, but before he could scold her, he heard the sound of wood breaking.
Qi Xunsheng felt a tightness around his waist, and he suddenly stood on the ground. Looking at the rocking chair, he saw a pile of beautiful wood lying in a mess on the ground.
"?"
It was the first time that Qi Xunsheng saw an expression of heartache on Qi Zhao's face.
Qi Zhao was silent. How could she not feel sorry for the chair that had been with her for hundreds of years?
"She might have heard me talking about building a swing chair, so she felt so inferior that she broke down." Qi Xunsheng was talking nonsense.
Qi Zhao sneered.
Of course, Qi Xunsheng's swing chair did not receive any response, and that night she slept with her quilt at the door of Qi Zhao's room.
She was shivering in the cold at night, feeling as if she was being watched by many eyes, but she didn't dare to think too much about it. The feeling only disappeared when she fell asleep.
Faintly, she had that dream again.
She dreamed that someone carried her to bed. She fell asleep in a warm big bed, holding a human-shaped doll. The soft touch made her unable to let go until the doll got angry and she was forced to let go.
When he woke up and faced the empty and spacious corridor, Qi Xunsheng knew he was dreaming.
She slept the entire night in the cold, stiff corridor.
There are no mobile phones, and there are not even clocks here. Qi Xunsheng can only rely on the position of the sun to tell the time.
What was different from yesterday was that breakfast was already on the table when she went downstairs. She didn't know how early Qi Zhao got up, and the same was true for dinner. She didn't pay attention to the time for a while, and dinner was already on the table.
——"A ghost did it."
She shuddered and finally shook her head.
It’s not that she doesn’t believe it, but she still has to stay here for five or six days and can’t think about too many details.
There were only tiny flower buds in the flower bed. She squatted on the ground and dug the soil. After a while, she finally saw the ants.
She whispered, "Brother Ant, please help me find my phone."
Ant:"……"
She asked again without giving up.
Finally, it was confirmed that she could not hear the ants talking.
The entire Rose Manor was encircled by a huge barrier that prevented her from communicating with animals and seeing any creatures other than humans.
Qi Zhao didn't know where he went after dinner. The whole house was empty. She bowed before entering the door: "Stay away from me, please. Thank you."
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but the coolness around her dissipated a lot in an instant.
The villa was very big and had many rooms, but she had only been to a few of them. Thinking of the books she saw in the study that day, Qi Xunsheng walked in.
She searched along the bookshelf but couldn't find any books about "Qi Dynasty". She rubbed her eyes to make sure she didn't find it, and couldn't help but wonder if she had seen it wrong that day.
She unconsciously took two steps back and didn't notice that her elbow hit the piggy bank on the bookshelf. Suddenly, a scroll fell from the wall and spread out in front of her.
She was a beautiful woman in ancient costume, her eyes outlined with ink and ink, revealing a quirky spirit. This face...
Why does he look so much like her?
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