Chapter 10
In her sleep, Li Jia was gently patted on the shoulder and heard someone calling her name. When she opened her eyes, she saw Doreen's cold face.
And Winslow's reluctant expression.
"Can't you see I'm taking a nap?"
Winslow, spoiled by Doreen, had developed a bit of a princess complex. Still grumpy from not getting enough sleep, he stood up in front of Doreen, but the woman in front of him was much taller than him. Winslow could only look up at her angrily and then complain.
Li Jia couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Winslow looked like an angry bird, while Doreen stared at her expressionlessly.
"You're still laughing? I'm just trying to fight for your legal rights."
Li Jia immediately nodded, indicating that she strongly agreed with Winslow's statement, fearing that the cannons would hit her.
Doreen said coldly, "It's already dusk, there's no such thing as taking a nap now. It's raining outside late at night, and it's one thing if you get sick from the cold, but don't let her get sick with you."
Winslow was speechless after Doreen's words, and stammered in defense: "I just overslept, I'll wake up on my own in a while. It's not that easy to catch a cold, my body isn't made of cotton."
rain?
When did it start raining?
Looking at the damp earth and water stains around her, Li Jia's eyes showed obvious confusion.
It was raining, but why didn't she and Winslow notice? Their clothes weren't even wet.
But Doreen didn't say anything, and Winslow didn't ask. Why would an ordinary person like her bother with such trivial matters?
Doreen reached out and flicked Winslow's forehead very lightly, saying calmly, "Stop making excuses. When His Majesty and I aren't home, is this how you take care of people? It's fine if she's immature, but you're immature too."
Winslow didn't dare to say anything, after all, what Doreen said was true.
"Her Majesty Hera wants to see you tomorrow." After reprimanding Winslow, he said to Li Jia, "Don't hang out with her, get some rest."
After saying that, he glanced at Winslow and warned her not to lead people around recklessly.
Even if Winslow was unconvinced, he had to consider the authority of the God, so he glanced at the other person out of the corner of his eye and gave an "oh" with a displeased look.
"Where will I sleep tonight?"
The patriarch was away from the mansion these past few days, and Winslow liked to pester Li Jia to tell her about recipes she had never heard of before, so the two of them slept together in Winslow's bedroom these past few days.
"You'll stay with Winslow tonight. Her Majesty Hera will arrange a palace for you tomorrow."
Everyone has their own palace, a world of their own. Li Jia had seen Winslow's palace, which was like a small culinary training school, with all kinds of kitchen utensils and templates.
It feels like my own home.
Li Jia longs for a home of her own.
In modern society, given her salary and the rate of increase in housing prices, she would need to take on a mortgage for at least thirty years to own her own home.
Like most girls, what Li Jia needs is not marriage, but a place to call her own.
Li Jia never expected that as Hera's servant, the lowest and most lowly servant in the book, she would have her own palace.
Just as Winslow said, everyone is equal before Hera, and she doesn't seem to regard herself as her slave.
Filled with both nervousness and joy, Li Jia didn't know how to express herself.
Tomorrow I will face my target: that cold and aloof god.
She will also receive her own palace.
In the end, joy outweighed fear, and Li Jia fell asleep peacefully.
Day and night alternate.
It wasn't until the first rays of morning sunlight touched her that Winslow woke her up.
Unlike Li Jia's composure, Winslow appeared quite apprehensive, standing barefoot in front of the wardrobe, rummaging through it. This is a classic case of "you only realize how little you have when you need it."
Her figure was similar to Li Jia's, between 1.67 and 1.68 meters tall. Doreen and the God Lord were both over 1.8 meters tall, and Li Jia couldn't wear their clothes.
If she had known earlier, she would have had the textile goddess Neith come and take Li Jia's measurements beforehand.
Winslow loves white, and most of her dresses are based on white. She couldn't choose from all the different styles of white, so she left the choice to Li Jia.
Among a sea of white, Li Jia immediately spotted the light blue Ionic style Hetton dress. The dress reached her ankles, with fine pleats and was tied at the shoulders with thin hemp rope, simple and elegant.
Winslow herself didn't remember when she made the dress, but since Li Jia liked it, she generously gave it to her.
Winslow gave her a decent light makeup look, but her skills were limited to: applying white to her face, drawing her eyebrows, and making her lips red.
Fortunately, Li Jia is naturally beautiful, and Winslow can easily make her look good.
Winslow couldn't help but exclaim, "There are 360 professions, and every profession can produce an expert."
I never expected that not only would I be a great cook, but I would also be so talented at makeup.
Li Jia: ………
She suddenly became very curious about the kind of environment Winslow grew up in.
Winslow looked left and right, quite satisfied with his skills, and patted Li Jia on the back: "This will surely make Her Majesty Hera completely infatuated."
Li Jia: ...Your idea is really dangerous.
Winslow herself changed into a white maid outfit. Li Jia noticed that she and Doreen were wearing the same style except for the color, so she asked curiously, "Is this our work uniform?"
"Work clothes?"
When Winslow first heard the word, it was quite novel but also quite fitting.
You mean this?
"These are specially made uniforms. Each deity's chief priest will make uniforms for his servants and slaves within his deity, which bear symbols that identify their status."
"For example, we are Her Majesty Hera's people, belonging to the Temple of Marriage. Her Majesty Hera's divine mark is the silver serpent, and we will have the divine mark on our chests."
Winslow pointed to his chest, where the pale red silver snake pattern was indeed shimmering.
It turns out that the uniforms come with their own serial numbers.
"That style..."
Li Jia still found it strange; Hera didn't seem like someone with any unusual fetishes...
"That's because back then, it was just me and Doreen in the temple. It didn't matter what Doreen wore, but I was chosen by my own vote from hundreds of styles. This outfit is absolutely adorable!"
Winslow, overflowing with girlish sentimentality, was absolutely certain that her initial choice was the most appropriate one.
"Don't you like it?" Winslow asked tentatively.
"No way, how could that be? I like it too."
Unable to bear contradicting her innocent gaze, Li Jia gritted her teeth and said sincerely.
"That's good. After we meet the God today and the palace is assigned to you, Neit will come to your door to tailor clothes, and we'll be able to wear identical uniforms."
Okay, in addition to meals and accommodation, we'll also include all clothing for all four seasons.
I can only accept it with tears in my eyes.
Winslow led Li Jia around the mountain palace and the pool, to the main hall located in the center.
The main hall is hidden deep in the mountain valley. It is built with silver-white gold leaf and the pillars are adorned with vine-like wooden reliefs. Two stone statues of serpents, each over ten meters tall, stand at the entrance. They are expressionless, with rubies embedded in their eyes, which shimmer with a ghostly light in the shadows of the trees.
There was only an irregular arched entrance to the temple. Li Jia followed Winslow into it. The ground beneath their feet was paved with moonstone, and when they looked up, they could see the sky above the temple inlaid with countless osmanthus stones, like an inverted starry sky.
The ground is reflected with "moonlight," and the sky is filled with "stars," making it impossible to distinguish up from down.
In a daze, Li Jia had the illusion that she had married into a wealthy family.
So this is what it feels like to follow the right leader. No wonder some people are born to love working for others. With a boss like this, you feel like you have endless energy every day.
When people have faith, they have hope for the future!
Li Jia followed Winslow into the main hall, looking around the whole time, because it was just too extravagant!
It was either gold or silver, or some very valuable gemstones. Suddenly, she realized that the bag of gold coins Conrad had given her wasn't so bad. If she could just pick one off a pillar and take it home, she could live a life of comfort for three lifetimes.
Winslow led the people to the front of the hall. Doreen stood on the left side of the steps, while Winslow obediently moved to the right side.
Li Jia stood in the very center of the hall, not daring to even raise her head.
The oppressive force was so strong that she couldn't breathe.
The deity sat on a gilded armchair on the steps, his golden hair cascading down his arm, one hand casually supporting his cheek on the armrest.
Seeing her timid and hesitant appearance.
It really does resemble a timid cat.
"Come forward."
"Lift your head up."
Li Jia had no choice but to move forward a few steps, timidly trying to look up at the deity in a high position.
Li Jia had actually done some research. Since Hera could even show compassion for a bird, including the fact that she forcibly carried her out of the ring of fire, it was enough to prove that she was not a cold-hearted person, based on what she had extracted from Winslow.
This strategy clearly targets someone who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.
What's this called again? Right! It's called being arrogant and haughty.
Cold on the outside but warm on the inside; outwardly disdainful but inwardly honest.
She could try to enter her world from the perspective of the weak.
The system is not available right now, so she can't discuss strategy with it.
But now that the game has begun, she has no reason to give up easily.
So she looked up.
This was also the first time Li Jia had seen her face.
Autumn waters are its spirit, jade its bones.
She was so beautiful that she forgot her god, and their eyes met.
In an instant, she realized her rudeness and lowered her head again in fear.
With a shudder, his legs went weak and he knelt directly in front of the main hall.
Li Jia couldn't help but curse herself inwardly for being so weak-willed, for being so easily deceived by appearances.
The woman's blonde hair was like flowing gold, her red eyes like tempered diamonds, and her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, giving her a superior air and a nonchalant, lazy feel.
She showed no emotional fluctuations, yet she made Li Jia feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, as if being scrutinized by a venomous snake, which wanted to see right through her.
A long black imperial dress covered her calves, with intricate gold embroidery adorning the neckline and cuffs. Unlike Winsloworine, Hera's silver serpent pattern was etched on her collarbone, making her extremely alluring.
Upon closer inspection, one will find that the entire divine pattern is fluid, like a lifelike little snake coiled around its owner's body.
Her black leather stilettos with red soles elongated the curves of her calves, and her gaze towards the startled kitten seemed to carry a hint of playful teasing.
The woman in the high position counted the beats one by one, her high heels rising and falling with a crisp sound.
"clatter."
"clatter."
"clatter."
…………
Li Jia's heart also pounded with unease.
It's hard to put into words.
She even felt like she was about to die.
Like a cat-and-mouse game, catching and letting go.
Grasp it again, then let it go.
They enjoy it immensely.
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