Chapter 26 It's my duty to take care of youBut unfortunately, his identity today can only be her fiancé. Yun Jiao opened her lifeless eyes, held Jiang Xinglan's hand, and said angrily. "Your hands are scratching me so much, why don't you scrape off the calluses on your hands? I don't like them." She tried again to see if this rule worked. There was still a lot of undried blood on Jiang Xinglan's hands, and when Yun Jiao grabbed him, his hands were covered with sticky blood. The sticky feeling and a sudden chill ran up her spine. The next moment, Yun Jiao shook his hand off, muttering. "Why don't you wash your hands when you come to see me?" Both of Yun Jiao's sentences were meant to be questions, but she said them in a delicate tone, with a hint of unhappiness between her brows that her fiancé didn't care about her. But this way, not only does it not make people unhappy, but it makes Jiang Xinglan feel as if his heart is being grasped by a delicate hand. Jiang Xinglan stared at Yun Jiao for a long while. Yun Jiao was still lying on the bed, slightly sunken in the soft bedding, looking at him obediently, like a beautiful, delicate and fragile doll.
Before he could come to his senses, the fragile beauty began to command him as a matter of course. "Fiancé, my hands are dirty, please help me clean them." The raised hand was white, and dark blue veins could be seen under the thin, fair skin. Jiang Xinglan really wanted to experience how sweet the blood would taste if he put his teeth on this wrist and bit the thin blood vessels. It should be sweet, maybe a bit sweeter than jam, right? Jiang Xinglan touched his sharp teeth with the tip of his tongue, feeling regretful that he couldn't taste it right away, but he decided not to move for the time being. But his hand was stained with smelly blood, and Jiang Xinglan felt as if his food reserves had been contaminated, which made him feel uneasy. He took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the blood off Yun Jiao's palm. But Jiang Xinglan still felt the fishy smell. He frowned in dissatisfaction and dragged the knife out. When he came back, he was holding a basin of hot water in his hand. The blood on his body was gone, revealing a defiant face. After squeezing out the water from the handkerchief and wiping Yun Jiao's hands and forehead, Jiang Xinglan looked at Yun Jiao's fair complexion with satisfaction. "Thank you, fiancé." Yun Jiao felt comfortable in her hands and smiled at him. Yun Jiao was already pretty, and when she smiled, it made people's hearts sink. Jiang Xinglan's face couldn't help but feel hot, the unfamiliar emotion made him feel restless. He pushed the loose hair on his forehead back and said impatiently. "I'm your fiancé, isn't it my responsibility to take care of you?" Yun Jiao blinked, and pulled the man's clothes and said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat." Jiang Xinglan, who had never been treated like this before, felt suffocated in his heart, but seeing the person pulling his clothes so pitifully and looking very hungry, Jiang Xinglan's breath was like a balloon, which would burst with a poke from his soft fingers. "Wait!" He wanted to wave away Yun Jiao's hand. But that hand was so soft, like a marshmallow spirit. As soon as Jiang Xinglan's hand touched it, it seemed to fit perfectly in his hand. He felt the strength in his hand unconsciously released, and finally he placed her hand on the quilt as gently as possible.
After doing this, Jiang Xinglan fled out of the room uncomfortably. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Yun Jiao relaxed. It seemed that perhaps there really were some rules in this copy. Unlike the room which was filled with a light, pleasant fragrance, the corridor of the European-style manor was eerily quiet. With the abstract and gloomy paintings hanging on the walls and bloodstains on the walls and carpets, the manor exuded a dark and eerie smell. Returning to the familiar yet disgusting environment, Jiang Xinglan's restless body calmed down again. He went downstairs, intending to catch a servant hiding somewhere to cook. But when he thought of Yun Jiao eating the food made by others and smiling happily, Jiang Xinglan became unhappy again. He attributed it to his desire to possess the stored food, and didn't want Yun Jiao to have the disgusting smell on her body again. Jiang Xinglan took a step, turned around and went into the kitchen. He carefully held the handle of the pot with the hand holding the big knife, thought about the servant's actions, frowned, and cooked a bowl of clear soup noodles that looked good. Yun Jiao successfully survived the day and was still enjoying a bowl of hot noodles brought to him by the evil ghost. In a small villa behind the manor, Qiao Xianxian almost went berserk when she saw the black and white servant uniform she was wearing. "How can I be a servant? System, give me a new identity!" The strategy system opens the love copy, which means you have to spend a lot of energy, so how can you answer Qiao Xianxian's request? [In this dungeon, apart from the male protagonists, there are only people who cannot survive for more than three days. If you want to become one of them, I will help you.] Qiao Xianxian, who was unhappy with her status as a servant, was speechless for a moment when she heard this. Especially after seeing the copy background in the strategy system and knowing that the identity of a servant was the best choice, Qiao Xianxian had no choice but to accept it. In addition to those people who died quickly in the manor, there was also a special character, a delicate daughter who came thousands of miles to find her fiancé. But for some unknown reason, this daughter provoked everyone in the manor and ended up dying a miserable death, without even a piece of intact meat left. Qiao Xianxian was frightened and felt that this noble identity was of no use. On the contrary, servants not only live longer, but can also go to many places in the manor under the pretext of cleaning. This is an identity that can naturally connect with the male protagonists and prevent them from having any bad feelings towards her. After thinking about it, Qiao Xianxian didn’t think this identity was bad, she even thought it was very good. And the servants and young masters are also very nice. This time, Qiao Xianxian didn't feel so disgusted when looking at the servant uniform on her body. After realizing that she could wear it into the dungeon and learn the character's skills, she found some needle and thread to alter the clothes, tightening the waist to better highlight her figure. After altering her clothes, Qiao Xianxian put them on, looked in the mirror, put on some delicate makeup, and then followed the other servants to clean the manor. The servants seemed to know that there were terrible things in the manor. As soon as they came in, they lowered their heads and cleaned quietly. Even when they tried to wipe the blood on the ground, their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to make a sound. Qiao Xianxian was much calmer than them. While cleaning, she also observed the environment of the manor. Seeing that it was full of dark atmosphere, she secretly planned how to redeem these men, who looked like they had psychological trauma. As she was making her plan, she heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up in the direction of the sound. A man walked down from above. He was wearing a white tuxedo and a bow tie of the same color. He looked gentle and handsome, like an elegant gentleman who had walked out of an ancient castle. Noticing Qiao Xianxian's gaze, the man did not get angry, but said with a gentle smile.
"The manor is a bit dirty today, please clean it up." Seeing that it was He Yuzhang, a man who was extremely gentlemanly in real life, Qiao Xianxian responded with a red face. "We'll clean it up." He Yuzhang smiled and nodded, then walked past her into the kitchen. After the people left, Qiao Xianxian was still immersed in the joy of successfully talking to the male protagonist, and did not notice the pity looks the other servants gave her. (End of this chapter)