"They call him a candidate, but isn't he just an illegitimate child?"
After saying that, he even rolled his eyes at Mingmei. If Mingmei didn't say something to shut him up, it would be a disservice to her sour face.
So Mingmei retorted, "Well, I don't know anything about aristocratic braids, but you do? You just spout off. Besides, someone is willing to do my hair, and I'm pretty, isn't that enough?"
After being watched by countless people and commented on by posts on the StarNet, Mingmei realized that she was probably not bad-looking.
She does have that much awareness.
As for how beautiful she is, you could ask her to describe it, but her bright and confident appearance is enough to leave the other person speechless with anger.
Before the other person could speak, Mingmei touched the rose in her hair, her eyes sparkling, and continued, "Some people, their lives are just like that. Once they go out and chatter away all day, spreading rumors and making sarcastic remarks, they have nothing left. But some people, their talents are just hidden, and sooner or later they will reappear in the world."
After saying that, regardless of what the people behind her thought, Mingmei walked out of the kitchen, lifting her skirt, without saying a word, until she reached the door of a small single room of less than four square meters at the bottom of the stairs, where she stopped.
This is her "staff room" in this instance.
[Host, you were really imposing just now, so confident! Calling yourself a pearl!]
Gui Gui never expected Ming Mei to say such a thing. She knew Ming Mei wanted to criticize the cook, but the words she said afterward, praising herself, were something she never expected!
"Am I not?" Mingmei raised an eyebrow, pushed open the door, lit the oil lamp in the small room, and said, her eyes reflecting the candlelight, "Every girl is a dazzling pearl, I'm telling the truth, but—"
As she finished speaking, Mingmei suddenly drew out her words, and Guigui thought she was about to retort, but then she heard Mingmei continue, "However—how did they know about aristocratic hairstyles? This cook seems to know quite a lot!"
As Mingmei spoke, she seemed to be implying something, narrowing her eyes as if asking Guigui or herself, "The other cooks don't seem to know as much as she does."
Isn't she jealous of you?
“I know, but tell me—how did she find out?”
Guigui: [...] How would it know that?
Is this really that hard to understand?
"It's not difficult, but other NPCs don't know it, but she does. What do you think?"
[Host, I don't care what I think, just what you think.]
Guigui felt that after listening to its host say so much, it seemed to understand something.
Waaaaah, its host has turned bad! It likes to tell only half the story and hide the other half. How annoying!
"It's getting dark..." Mingmei looked up at the palm-sized ventilation opening in the room. "Should I go to sleep? The game system will automatically let the night pass by, right?"
"Knock knock".
Suddenly, just as Mingmei was thinking about what the evening was about to end, she heard a knock on her door.
Mingmei opened the small window on the door and looked out, and saw Mu Chen standing at the door.
"It's you?"
As soon as Mingmei opened the door, Mu Chen quickly squeezed in, but he didn't do anything, only signaling her to be quiet and not to speak.
Mingmei then realized that the "night" he mentioned at the banquet was the "night" in the game!
Huh! She thought...
As her thoughts wandered, Mingmei looked at the other person, who was now leaning tightly against the door, his solemn expression suggesting that he had planned everything that happened tonight.
Soon, it seemed to be nighttime in the game. Mingmei felt everything go black, and then she realized she was lying on the bed, and she seemed to have turned into—a "ghost"?!
[Wow! Is this a supernatural instance?!]
[No, no, host, calm down. This is just a forced sleep process within the game system. The game's nighttime storyline doesn't allow non-designated players or NPCs to interfere. However, under special circumstances, players or NPCs who aren't asleep can observe through a "ghostly perspective." This time period is frozen and not counted in everyone's game time.]
Just as Mingmei was communicating with Guigui, Mu Chen also turned into a "ghost".
Even though their hands were transparent and they knew they couldn't hold each other, Mu Chen still made a grasping gesture whenever Mingmei reached out her hand.
"Follow me~"
"Gotcha~" Mu Chen chuckled, "Stay close to me, I'll show you something fun."
After saying that, Mingmei followed the other person and floated lightly through the wall, following the steps in the castle all the way to the second floor. At this moment, the castle in their field of vision seemed to have faded a shade compared to daytime, cold, desolate, and unreal.
"Will we be discovered if we talk?" Mingmei asked.
"No, we won't interfere with the plot from here." Mu Chen shook his head, and Mingmei floated with him along the corridor, passing through the wall and entering a double room.
At this moment, Lou Jia and Julian are fast asleep in the room, immersed in the storyline.
"Their door was bolted from the inside." Mu Chen looked back at the bolt, the door blocked by a table and chairs, and even an upside-down wine bottle on the table and chairs.
Mu Chen nodded slightly and said, "They do have some vigilance."
"If one of them is really chosen to die tonight, will this door really work?" Mingmei frowned, thinking about the game's setting that death is inevitable at night. If this could really avoid it, wouldn't that ruin her reputation?
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