Shen Qiyin's gaze suddenly sharpened.
The people behind Huo Fanshuang were all women, but she clearly heard a man's voice!
But there was no man in sight!
What happened?
Was I hallucinating?
But soon, she heard that voice again.
"The target of this mission has an exceptionally strong will; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to endure so many cruel tortures in her previous life. If you, the host, want to win her over, I'm afraid you'll have a long and arduous journey ahead."
Chen Xiyin: "?"
What "task object"? What "host"?
And what about "the perverted punishments of the previous life"? It sounds like they're talking about their own past life experiences.
Her gaze swept over the two maids behind Huo Fanshuang, but she didn't see anything amiss with them.
Thinking of something, she turned to look at Xianglan beside her, only to see that she was still looking "proud and arrogant," pointing her nose at Huo Fanshuang.
Upon noticing her gaze, he instantly dropped his guard, revealing a set of small white teeth. He blinked twice, looking rather puzzled, silently asking her: What's wrong, Miss?
Shen Qiyin shook her head slightly and thoughtfully withdrew her gaze.
It seems that Xianglan couldn't hear the voice either.
That leaves only one possibility...
She looked up at Huo Fanshuang, a hint of inquiry in her eyes.
Is it her?
“Miss Huo,” Shen Qiyin suddenly spoke.
As she expected, Huo Fanshuang seemed to snap out of her daze at her voice, and after a moment's hesitation, she replied, "...Wh-what's wrong?"
"nothing."
She just wanted to confirm her guess.
The man's voice that suddenly rang out seemed to be heard by Huo Fanshuang as well as herself. Moreover, it seemed that she had not heard it suddenly like she had, but had always known of the other party's presence.
A ghost?!
Thinking of this possibility, Miss Shen's eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Xianglan's hand.
Xianglan was stunned.
Although she didn't understand, she still grasped Shen Qiyin's cold hand and hugged her arm.
Just then, Huo Wanqing came looking for Shen Qiyin, so they left first.
After walking a few steps, Shen Qiyin could even hear the other person saying, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless."
"The system wants to remind the host that if the mission target cannot be successfully defeated within the specified time, all the items and points accumulated in the missions in various planes will be cleared."
"Please complete the strategy mission as soon as possible to restore the storyline to its original state."
...
On this day, Shen Qiyin was unusually silent while treating Huo Chenzhou's injuries.
Although she wasn't usually very talkative, when Huo Chenzhou went to take a medicinal bath, she would chat with Xianglan in a casual way.
But today, she sat there without saying a word, as if she were pondering some difficult problem.
Xianglan kept her eyes down, thinking that her young mistress was living a smooth and successful life, so what could she possibly have to worry about? If anything, it was just that Lord Xiao hadn't come to see her for several days.
Could it be because of this?
Is her young lady "wanting a man"?
Xianglan thought to herself that as a little worm who followed her mistress around, eating and drinking for free, it was her duty to help her mistress solve her problems.
So, after returning to the Shen family later that evening, she found an opportunity to ask Shen Qiyin, "Miss, are you missing Lord Xiao?"
"A little."
"Just a little?"
“Hmm…” Shen Qiyin thought about it carefully, then changed her words to “two o’clock.”
"Hehe, I can tell, so don't be shy." Xianglan had a "don't try to hide it from me" look on her face: "You didn't say a word during the day at the General's Mansion, were you thinking about Lord Xiao?"
"That's really not it."
There's nothing shameful about missing someone; she has nothing to be embarrassed about admitting it.
After gazing at Xianglan for a moment, Shen Qiyin suddenly asked her, "When we met Huo Fanshuang at the General's Mansion before, did you hear any strange noises?"
Xianglan asked in confusion, "What was that sound?"
Shen Qiyin thought to herself, "She really didn't hear that."
She subconsciously replied, "It's nothing," but then, meeting Xianglan's resentful gaze, she thought for a moment and said, "I heard a man's voice."
"But everyone present was a woman."
"...Hmm, maybe I'm just imagining things."
She couldn't very well tell Xianglan that she had seen a ghost.
Wait, no, I heard something supernatural.
After listening, Xianglan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed, "Miss, you wouldn't happen to be like those characters in storybooks, able to hear other people's thoughts, would you?"
Shen Qiyin blinked, her focus completely off track: "What kind of storybook is so interesting?" How come she'd never read one before?
"Oh, you don't care, it's from my hometown."
It's her hometown again.
Shen Xiyin remembers that Xianglan was from Fuzhou, and Fuzhou is not far from the capital. So why is the local customs and culture so different from those in the capital?
There are various vivid storybooks.
There is also a vast array of swear words.
But she had treated wounded patients who came to the capital from Fuzhou more than once, and none of them were like Xianglan.
"Miss?" Seeing that Shen Qiyin had stopped speaking and was only staring at her, Xianglan couldn't help but wave her hand in front of her eyes: "Did you hear what I said?"
"……What?"
"At the General's mansion, what did the voice you heard say?"
"It's some language I don't understand."
Shen Qiyin always felt that Xianglan's little head was thinking things that were different from all of theirs, and perhaps she could understand them.
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