Xia Qianchen stood at the gate of the villa and watched Young Emperor Nangong's car leave.
Seeing the car shadow disappear completely, the false smile that had been on her face froze.
I went back to the villa and wanted to do some cleaning, but Young Emperor Nangong hired five servants, and they divided the labor and took care of them all.
Didn't he used to hate outsiders intervening in his private life?
And they have strict requirements on the layout of the room and so on.
Xia Qianchen looked at the villa. Although it looked clean on the surface, the placement of many things violated the taboos of Young Emperor Nangong.
But upon recalling it carefully, during the past few days when she was tied to the bed, Nangong Young Emperor's bedroom and bathroom were not in compliance with the rules...
"He didn't get angry at you because of the display?"
The servants looked at each other: "Why are you losing your temper?"
"For example, for remote controls, there is a special place for remote controls on the armrest of the sofa... This is for the TV remote control, this is for the air conditioner remote control, this is for the curtain remote control, this is the music playback remote control, this is...
…”
Xia Qianchen introduced them one by one, "None of their positions can be wrong."
The servant shook his head and said, "But we don't know about it. No one has ever told us."
“There is a small English prompt written on the location of the remote control.”
"We don't notice the little details at all..."
"Forget it." Xia Qianchen began to organize the remote controls.
Several servants rushed over to grab it: "Miss Xia, just sit and rest, we will take care of this."
"Yeah, if I do something wrong, just teach us."
"We must change it!"
Xia Qianchen frowned: "I'm just passing by."
"No, Butler Luo has told us that these things will be done by our servants. Miss Xia, please don't let us lose such a good job."
Xia Qianchen's fingers froze, "Our servants", isn't she classified as a "servant"?
Another thought, she has been classified as a "pet", so now is the time for the owner to "pamper the dog"?
Xia Qianchen sat down on the sofa, and the servant made tea for her and asked her...
Xia Qianchen felt very uncomfortable. She had never enjoyed such treatment, especially in Nangong Young Emperor's home.
"You guys go get busy, I'll go upstairs to rest."
"Ms. Xia, have a good rest." Several servants said in unison.
Xia Qianchen walked upstairs and looked at the messy room, feeling a little bad.
She would move things around easily, and even she couldn't see the room like this. She wondered how Nangong Young Emperor could bear it.
Unless he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for her... so he was strict!
In fact, it was inconvenient for Xia Qianchen to be taken care of by bodyguards as she was lying in bed a few days ago. Several servants were invited by Young Emperor Nangong to take care of her.
The house was in a mess, but he had no time to care about it. Xia Qianchen's affairs alone were enough to annoy him!
Xia Qianchen walked to the study room and put the books in categories.
She has been doing things she has been accustomed to since she was a child, and if she suddenly becomes free, she will feel bored.
I was born to work hard...
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the servant asked: "Ms. Xia, are you in the study?"
Xia Qianchen picked up a book at random and sat on a chair: "Yeah."
The servant came in, carrying a bowl of sour plum soup and said: "This soup is what Butler Luo asked us to make for you before he left. It is sour and very thirst-quenching. It is also very effective. It can quench thirst, promote body fluids, tighten the lungs, relieve coughs, and reduce swelling."
It detoxifies, especially hawthorn, which is also good for lowering blood pressure and blood lipids!”
Before today, she had soup every day, whether it was black-bone chicken soup, lotus seed soup or pigeon soup.
Xia Qianchen felt like vomiting when she smelled it from afar.
Today's sour plum soup was to Xia Qianchen's liking. After drinking it, she felt completely comfortable.
"There are also some acidic snacks, such as prunes and the like, which I just bought from the supermarket. You can eat some when you are bored while reading."
Xia Qianchen nodded: "Thank you."
"This is what our servants should do."
The servant went out with a smile. Xia Qianchen looked at the shopping bags spread out in front of her, feeling sour every time she took out a bag——
What does this mean? Young Emperor Nangong is trying to please her?!
Xia Qianchen locked the door upside down and opened her laptop, only to find that there was a password lock when logging in.
She knew that he would not let her have any contact with the outside world.
Now she not only wanted to know her own physical condition, but also wanted to know how her father Xia was doing, and she needed to tell her father that he was safe.
No, Xia Qianchen, you have to calm down. Being impatient will not help.
In order to calm down and kill time, she set up an easel and painted.
She hadn't painted for a while, and it was a bit strange to pick up a paintbrush again. But once she mixed the paint and started painting, she got so good that she forgot about time and space.
Xia Qianchen's painting style is very abstract. She painted ugly and weird cows and sheep with sheep heads and human bodies; she painted sails bumping in the huge waves; she painted men with three blue eyes; she painted plump and bloated babies, as if they were all
Fermented in water...
Ordinary people can't appreciate it, but she does have imagination and creativity.
She is now painting a hellish sea of fire, a row of crosses, and heavy iron binding sinful men.
The man's face gradually takes shape...
When Xia Qianchen came to her senses, it was the face of Nangong Young Emperor.
He has a deep outline, sharp green eyes, and a cruel and sinister smile. He is naked with a cross brace tied to his upper body, but two huge black wings sprout from his back.
On his chest, there were countless scars dripping with blood...
In the fire of desire under his feet, the flames jumped into countless shadows, like evil spirits in hell staring at him.
Suddenly a hand pulled the painting away from her eyes.
Xia Qianchen was shocked!
Young Emperor Nangong didn't know when he came back. He stood beside her, holding the painting in his hand and looking at it carefully.
His face was calm, and he couldn't see his emotions or anger clearly, which made him feel uneasy.
Xia Qianchen bit her lip: "What I drew is not you!"
Young Emperor Nangong raised his eyebrows: "Did I say you painted me?"
Don't bring it upon yourself.
Xia Qianchen could not calm down for a moment and would say such stupid things!
It's over, the devil is about to attack again, who will be affected this time?
She finally behaved well today, how could she be painting... with his face?!
"I'm sorry, sir. Maybe I was impressed by seeing you every day. I really drew this painting unconsciously. I will tear it up now!"
Xia Qianchen stretched out his hand to tear the painting, but Nangong Young Emperor avoided it.
"The painting is so good, wouldn't it be a pity to tear it up?"