Madam???
Wen Qing lay on the bed, looking at the off-white bed curtains around him, wondering if he had heard it wrongly.
He asked 001 blankly: [Did you hear that? ]
【What did she just call me? 】
Before 001 could speak, there was another knock on the door, and the woman outside the door called out again, "Madam, are you awake?"
Wen Qing was stunned, he did not hear wrong.
Yes, madam.
???
He is Mrs.???
Wen Qing looked at the ID card again.
【Feature: You have three sons who are afraid to go out. 】
Wen Qing opened her eyes wide and asked the system in disbelief: [I, I am their mother? ]
Not Dad?!
001 hummed calmly.
Wen Qing said in a daze: [But I am a boy. ]
001 replied calmly: [Gender and race are not a problem. ]
Wen Qing was stunned for a long time. There was no way to change the ID card, so he could only accept it.
He comforted himself in his heart that his mother was always better than a housekeeper or a gardener.
He and his sons suggested going out. They would always be more obedient, right?
Thinking about it, Wen Qing suddenly realized that there was another problem.
He is the mother...so is there also a father?
The next second, with a click, the bedroom door was pushed open.
A woman in a maid outfit stood by the door and carefully looked inside. After meeting Wen Qing's eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Madam, you are awake."
"I was afraid I might wake you."
As she spoke, the maid walked into the room and drew aside the curtains.
"What a nice weather today." The maid smiled.
Wen Qing looked at the sky outside the window. Just like Bai Tong said, it was gloomy.
What's good about it?
Wen Qing sat up and looked down at his clothes, only to find that he was wearing white silk puff-sleeved pajamas.
His eyelids twitched and he looked towards the wardrobe opened by the maid.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but not completely relieved.
Although she is a lady, her clothes are all normal men's clothes.
Although it is men's clothing, it also has a lot of puff sleeves, bows, and lace. I wonder if it is because of the historical background of this copy.
The maid took out a whole set of clothes, turned around, and saw Wen Qing staring at her. She sighed softly and said gently, "Madam, you have to cheer up."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then realized that there was a story behind his identity.
He asked tentatively, "What's wrong with me?"
The maid put the clothes beside the bed and sighed deeply: "Don't be depressed because of the master's affairs anymore."
"This castle and the three young masters will depend on you in the future."
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, Master?
What happened to his nominal husband?
Are you cheating?
Before he could ask, the maid continued, "Mrs.
"The master has passed away, and you are the only owner of this castle."
Wen Qing was even more confused. He was actually dead?
So he is now... a widow?
To the maid, this dazed look meant that she was heartbroken and missed her deceased husband.
She quickly said, "I'm the one who said too much. I shouldn't have said that."
"Madam, you still have us, and the three young masters."
"The guards are on high alert now, ensuring that not even a fly can fly in. You and the young masters will be fine if you stay in the castle."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes, pondering the meaning of the maid's words. It seemed that the master was killed by someone outside.
This adds a lot of difficulty to completing advanced tasks.
Wen Qing pursed his lips and asked slowly, "How are the three young masters?"
The maid smiled and said, "The young masters are doing their own things as usual."
Wen Qing wanted to ask what her matter was, but the maid said it was the same as usual.
He hesitated for a moment and looked up at the maid.
The maid has a pretty and cute appearance and clear eyes.
It looks... easy to fool.
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What are you doing specifically?"
The maid didn't think much about it and told the truth: "The eldest young master is in the rose garden admiring the flowers, the second young master is in his room and won't come out, and the third young master just went to play ball."
Wen Qing responded, wondering who the moody young master Bai Tong was talking about was.
He said slowly: "Does the eldest master have black hair now?"
"Yes," the maid was stunned and looked at him in confusion, "Don't the three young masters all have black hair?"
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "He told me last time that he wanted to dye his hair."
The maid responded without any doubt and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to prepare the hair dye?"
Wen Qing immediately said, "No need."
"Don't tell him, I'm afraid he'll be embarrassed."
The maid nodded.
Wen Qing thought for a moment and continued to ask, "How tall is the Second Young Master now?"
The maid thought for a moment and said, "He's about the same height as the young master, about 1.9 meters."
She asked in confusion: "Madam, why are you suddenly asking about the second young master's height?"
Wen Qing said slowly: "He told me that he wanted to be taller than his elder brother."
"Don't tell anyone about this. I'm afraid he'll get angry and embarrassed."
The maid responded and said with a smile, "Madam, it's getting late. It's time to change clothes and eat."
Wen nodded lightly, lowered his eyes and thought, that moody young master was either the eldest or the second in command.
The second child is in the room and won’t come out, so the rose garden is the only place he can’t go to for the time being.
As he was thinking, a pair of hands suddenly appeared under his nose.
The maid walked up to him and raised her hand as if to help him unbutton his shirt.
Wen Qing quickly dodged.
The maid paused and asked with a smile, "Madam, don't you need me to change your clothes?"
Wen Qing quickly said, "No, no."
I can do it myself. Before I could finish this sentence, the maid smiled and said, "Madam, you are still so shy."
Wen Qing was stunned, only to see the maid walking out with a smile: "I'll go call the housekeeper now."
The maid closed the bedroom door.
The door's soundproofing was average, and Wen Qing could faintly hear the maid mumbling to herself.
"Master, for you... robot..."
robot?
Wen Qing thought he had heard it wrong and didn't think much about it.
He climbed out of bed, walked to the window and looked out.
As far as the eye can see, there are roses of various colors, arranged in circles. Each circle has a path for people to pass through. The castle seems to be located in the center of the sea of roses.
Colorful plants climbed on the surrounding walls and grew upwards, with lush and verdant branches and leaves, seemingly completely unaffected by the rainy day.
This castle is so beautiful that it seems a bit dreamy and a bit weird.
Wen Qing stood in front of the window and looked for a long time, and barely saw the young master the maid mentioned.
A small black dot in the sea of flowers.
He couldn't see his appearance clearly, let alone the expression on his face, so he couldn't be sure whether he was the moody young master that Bai Tong mentioned.
Wen Qing withdrew his gaze and was about to change his clothes. When he turned his head, he saw a man in a black tuxedo walking in.
He was tall, with impeccably handsome features, and his eyes were deep blue, sparkling with blue light, not like those of a human.
Wen Qing was so scared that he took a step back, his attention entirely on the man's hand that was closing the door.
The fingers are long but silver, not human hands, more like a robot's.
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, thinking about what the maid said.
So the butler is a robot?
When Bai Tong entered this dungeon, he played the role of a butler...
Since there is no housekeeper now, you found a robot to fill the role?
Wen Qing thought about it randomly for a while, and saw the robot butler walking straight up to him.
The tall figure cast him in shadow.
Wen Qing was inexplicably nervous and stammered to the robot butler, "I, I can change it myself."
"No need for your help."
After he finished speaking, the butler stopped what he was doing and looked at him quietly with his blue eyes.
It seemed as if he doubted whether he could dress himself.
Wen Qing raised his hand to unbutton two buttons, and seeing that the other party was still staring at him, he couldn't help but say, "Don't look at me."
"Yes." The butler responded, retreated to the wall, and lowered his head.
Wen Qing reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to unbutton his clothes.
This bedroom is very large, but there is no screen-like covering it, so he can only stand behind the bed curtain to barely cover part of his body.
Wen Qing unbuttoned her clothes and looked down at the clothes on the bed.
One, two, three... and a lot of miscellaneous accessories.
Wen Qing looked at it for a long time, then quickly took off his pajamas and put on something that looked like a shirt.
Even though the butler was a robot, Wen Qing didn't like to expose her body in front of him.
He buttoned his shirt quickly, and when he got to the last button, he found that he had buttoned the wrong one, so he had to button all the buttons again.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, glanced at the coat on the bed, and decided to just wear it.
The next second, the robot butler stepped forward, stopped his hand from putting on his coat, and said calmly: "Madam, you are wearing it wrong."
His hands were icy cold, without a trace of human warmth.
Then, the butler raised his hand and unbuttoned Wen Qing's collar.
The cold air from his body penetrated into his collar, and Wen Qing quickly said, "No need..."
The butler had no expression on his face. He calmly unbuttoned and buttoned his clothes again: "Madam, you don't have to be shy."
"I made it just for you."
Wen Qing was stunned, not because of the housekeeper's words, but because of his voice.
Why does it sound familiar?
It seems like I've heard it somewhere before.
The butler quickly re-buttoned all the buttons, pressed his shoulders and gently pressed down.
Wen Qing sat on the bed and let the butler put on the vest and those fancy accessories for her.
After putting on the upper body, I soon felt two cool breaths around my waist.
Wen Qing's body trembled slightly, and he immediately tightened his belt: "I can put on my pants by myself!"
The butler let go and looked at him quietly: "Yes."
This time he did not step back and stood beside Wen Qing.
Wen Qing slowly untied his belt, bent his legs unnaturally, and said to the housekeeper: "Don't look at me!"
The butler did not move his eyes away, still looking at the legs exposed to the air: "I am obliged to help you put on your clothes."
Wen Qing pursed her lips, having no choice but to quickly take off her pants.
The clothes on the upper body were longer, barely covering part of it.
Wen Qing blushed. It would not be good to face the housekeeper from the front, nor from the back.
After hesitating for a moment, he turned sideways to the butler beside him.
Little did he know that this posture made it easier for the butler to see.
The butler looked at his body, a faint blue light flashing in his eyes.
Wen Qing quickly put on his pants, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the bed.
As he put on his socks, he wondered where he had heard the butler's voice.
Wen Qing looked down at the bedside. The maid didn't bring him shoes, only a pair of slippers.
He opened his mouth and said to the butler, "Shoes."
"Yes." The butler responded.
Wen Qing listened to his voice and finally understood it.
He shouted in his heart: [System.]
001: [Yes.]
Wen Qing said to 001 in his heart: [Your voice is similar to this housekeeper’s.]
001 remained silent.
Wen Qing added: [Your voice is very similar to the main system’s. ]
001Quiet as a chicken.
He didn't notice that 001 was wrong, and continued to sigh: [It seems that the voices of you AIs are all similar. ]
It’s all so smart.
Why didn't the sound change?
The thought flashed through his mind, and the butler walked up to him with a pair of black boots.
Wen Qing was about to get his shoes, but the next second, the butler knelt on one knee and reached out to touch his feet.
The cold fingertips brushed across his ankles, and he couldn't help but shrink his feet and avoid the butler's hand: "I can put it on by myself."
The housekeeper called out indifferently: "Madam."
"You always asked me to dress you before," he raised his eyelids, his blue eyes looked straight at Wen Qing, his voice without any emotion, "What happened today?"
"Did Asha make you angry?"
Asha is a female name, obviously referring to the maid just now.
The housekeeper added: "If you can't even do this little thing, there's no need for Asha to exist."
His tone was cold, as if he would turn around and deal with Asha as long as Wen nodded gently.
Wen Qing lowered his head, met the housekeeper's emotionless eyes, and stammered, "No, no."
"She's fine."
After saying this, Wen Qing didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to tell the housekeeper that he wanted to put it on himself.
He sat on the bed and obediently let the housekeeper put on his shoes.
The housekeeper lowered his eyes, held Wen Qing's feet, and slowly smoothed out the lace on her socks.
He lowered his head and slowly placed a kiss on the back of Wen Qing's feet.
Wen Qing's pupils shrank and he resisted the urge to retract his feet.
The robot butler was not breathing, but his lips were pressed against the instep of his feet, and even through a thin layer of socks, he could clearly feel the cold body temperature.
Wen Qing didn't know who set this behavior for the butler, so he urged, "Hurry up."
"Yes." The butler lowered his head and slowly put on his shoes and zipped them up.
After getting dressed, the housekeeper stood up and said, "Madam, it's time to eat."
Wen Qing responded and stood up slowly.
He actually didn't want to leave this bedroom, but he couldn't leave this dungeon without completing the advanced quest...
If you go out, you will die; if you don’t go out, you will die too.
After doing some psychological work for a while, Wen Qing let out a breath and followed the housekeeper out.
Various sculptures are placed on both sides of the corridor, and swords, knives, etc. are hung on the walls. The blades are shining with a cold light, exuding a hint of ominous and cold aura.
Wen Qing felt inexplicably a little uneasy. Compared with these weapons, the butler didn't seem that cold.
Wen Qing quickened his pace to catch up with the butler.
The castle was extremely quiet, and Wen Qing's footsteps were particularly clear.
The butler paused, tilted his head and asked, "Do you need me to carry you to the restaurant?"
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "No need!"
Afraid that the housekeeper would say that he used to carry him to eat, he quickly added, "I want to walk by myself."
"Walk more and exercise."
"Yes." The butler retracted his gaze and responded.
Wen Qing looked at his profile which was more handsome than that of a human, and felt that the butler's voice just now seemed to sound a little regretful?
He must be overthinking it. How could a robot feel regretful?
After walking through the corridor, you will come to a spiral staircase leading downwards. There are colored glass windows inlaid on the side of the wall. The colorful light falls on the mottled wall, which is particularly magnificent.
The restaurant is very large, with a long table and white table mats hanging on both sides without a wrinkle, just like a scene from a movie.
Wen Qing walked to the dining table and the butler pulled out a chair for him.
Then the maids came with trays and served the dishes one by one.
Fried dough sticks, steamed buns, soy milk, porridge...
Wen Qing held the spoon and slowly scooped a spoonful of red bean porridge.
He thought that these were the same types of breakfast he usually had, but this Chinese breakfast was out of place in the Western environment.
The butler stood aside and suddenly said, "These are your favorite meals."
Wen Qingshou paused and tilted his head to look at the housekeeper.
The butler didn't even glance at the maids around him, his eyes were fixed on himself.
The sentence just now seemed to be said because I could see what he was thinking.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and dared not make any expression.
After drinking two mouthfuls of porridge, he was still the only one sitting at the huge dining table.
Wen Qing asked slowly, "Where are the others?"
Butler: "The young masters have already used it."
Wen Qing responded and began to think about the advanced tasks.
I want to take the three young masters out of the castle...
The clue on the identity cards was that they were afraid to leave the castle.
The mission itself is difficult, and there is also a young master who is moody and kills players at will.
Thinking of this, Wen Qing lost his appetite.
He seemed to see the scene where he proposed to go out and then was killed by this young master.
He sighed quietly in his heart.
Sensing his negative emotions, 001 Shen said: [You are the owner of the castle. ]
Wen Qing sighed again: [So what? ]
[The three of them too. ]
001 said nothing and placed the ID card under his nose.
Wen Qing stared at it for a long time, then reacted belatedly.
Bai Tong and his companions’ identity cards all showed them as servants, so they were killed immediately after encountering the moody young master.
But now I am the owner of the castle and his mother!
This young master wouldn't just kill his mother casually, right?
Maybe he will be very obedient?
Thinking about this, Wen Qing drank two more mouthfuls of porridge.
After breakfast, he decided to familiarize himself with the geographical environment first, so that if he really had to run, he would know where to hide.
He put down the spoon and just stood up, and the butler who was waiting on the side came up.
Wen Qing paused when she saw that he was still trying to follow her.
Worried that the robot would notice that something was wrong with him, he said, "Don't follow me."
The butler looked at him quietly: “What are you going to do?”
Meeting his blue eyes, Wen Qing pursed her lips and said slowly: "I, I want to go and commemorate my late husband."
"Don't influence me."
"Yes." The butler lowered his eyes.
Wen Qing took two steps towards the restaurant entrance and tilted his head to look behind him.
The butler stood still, showing no intention of following.
Wen let out a breath and walked forward quickly.
…………
This castle was much larger than Wen Qing had imagined, and it was very quiet, as silent as death.
After walking around for more than half an hour, Wen Qing could only hear the sound of his own footsteps. He didn't see any of the maids he had just seen in the restaurant. He didn't know where they had gone.
After wandering around aimlessly for a while, Wen Qing heard the faint barking of a dog.
After walking for a while in the direction of the sound, Wen Qing saw an open space with a lot of toys thrown on the ground and three basins with water in them, which looked like dog basins.
Suddenly, a child's voice sounded not far away:
"Quick, bite the ball over here."
"Woof!"
ball?
Wen Qing paused, then wanted to go to where the maid said the third young master was playing with the ball.
Is the Third Young Master a child?
He took a step forward and saw three tennis balls flying out from the other end of the door, rolling on the ground and slowly stopping at his feet.
Wen Qing bent down to pick up a tennis ball, and soon, he heard hurried footsteps accompanied by grunting breathing.
The next second, Wen Qing's expression changed.
A huge black dog half the height of a man ran straight towards him. The scary thing was that it had three heads. As it walked, the three heads swayed left and right, with their big scarlet mouths open and saliva dripping down.
Three-headed dog?!
This three-headed dog is much smaller than the one in the Guide copy, but a dog with three heads is still very creepy.
Maybe it’s the dog’s son or grandson…
“Woof!!”
“Woof woof!!!”
The three dog heads shouted one after another, their black eyes staring straight at the ball in Wen Qing's hand.
Wen Qing was so scared that he dropped the ball and ran away.
The three-headed dog rushed forward quickly, jumped up suddenly, and bit the tennis ball the moment it fell.
It bit the ball, and all three heads tilted together. It looked at Wen Qing's back and whimpered softly.
"What's wrong?"
"Woof!"
“Woof woof!”
“Woof woof woof!”
…………
Wen Qing was so frightened that he didn't even dare to look behind him. He just kept running forward, up the stairs, and wanted to run back to his room.
Suddenly, a person walked out from the corner.
Wen Qing was unable to dodge and crashed straight into the other person's chest.
His nose felt sore in pain and his eyes suddenly turned red.
"I'm sorry..." Wen Qing raised his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and vaguely saw a familiar face.
He opened his eyes wide and shouted in disbelief: "Sikong?!"
The man looked at him coldly and expressionlessly.
His vision was a little blurry, and Wen Qing did not notice the difference in Sikong's expression.
His eyes became even redder, and he hugged Sikong excitedly: "You are here!"
"Very good."
Hearing this familiar tone, Sikong lowered his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and the bloodstain on his right sleeve disappeared in an instant.
He stroked Wen Qing's soft black hair, smelled the sweet fragrance on Wen Qing's body, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up: "Hmm."
"Very good."
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