Wu walked into the bathroom.
Anxi tried to wait outside the bathroom door, but before she could stop at the door, the system immediately reacted by deducting points.
In desperation, Anxi pushed the door open with a bang and broke into the bathroom, thus avoiding the loss of the castle owner's approval.
However, An Qian's intrusion made her happy.
The bathroom is spacious and bright. The bathtub in the center is like a small swimming pool, with warm yellow lights shining from the top.
Wu's golden eyes became watery under the mist of water vapor. He curved the corners of his mouth, put his slender fingers to his mouth, and slid down his neck, intending to draw An Qian's gaze towards him.
Anxi realized what Wu was doing.
She simply closed her eyes, not seeing anything, and went directly into concentration, as if she had achieved enlightenment through eighteen years of chanting sutras and saw through the world of mortals, with the Buddha's light that can save all sentient beings emitting from behind her.
However, Wu would not give up so easily. He coughed lightly, pinched his throat and called An Qian delicately:
"Come on, sir! I miss you..."
"..."
Anxi was speechless.
Wu, where did you learn all this dirty talk? It was definitely not a serious book.
When he said these words, he didn't forget to sprinkle some water on Anxi.
Anxi turned sideways and said calmly: "Hurry up and finish washing. I want to go back to sleep."
"Well..." Wu stopped when he heard An Qian say this.
Then he withdrew his hand and lay back in the bathtub obediently: "That's right, honey, you are injured today, so you should go back and rest early."
Wu stopped playing tricks with An Qian and soaked quietly in the pool.
The heat in the bathroom filled the room, and the entire bathroom was white, blurring the vision.
An Qigan stood aside.
The wait is always long and painful.
She played with her fingers boredly and stared blankly everywhere in the bathroom.
Anxi looked at the small statue on the sink.
The statue depicts a woman. The smooth lines outline a plump and voluptuous figure. It is obviously made of marble, but it is carved into a long skirt as light as gauze.
Anxi looked at the small statue carefully, and she found that it was the same person as the portrait in the corridor, the proud woman with silver hair.
Her presence is everywhere in the castle.
Could she be Her Majesty the Queen as mentioned by the ghosts in the city?
Thinking of this, An Qian suddenly realized something and asked Wu: "By the way, why do you call the patriarch of the family queen? Is your family actually the person in power behind Wucheng?"
"..."
Wu did not respond after hearing Anxi's question.
Through the hazy mist, Anxi found that the corners of his mouth that were originally raised slowly straightened into a straight line.
"This can't be asked?"
An Qian looked at Wu Hui's unclear expression and quickly waved her hand: "If you can't ask, forget it. I'm not very curious either."
"No, there's nothing I can't say." Wu said softly, the lines on his face drooped slightly along with the corners of his mouth, and his voice was as low as ever.
"Actually, the reason is very simple, because she was born to sit on the throne."
"Her desire for power and control has reached the point of madness. Naturally, the Lord of Mist City will not be looked down upon by her, so she asked us to call her queen. Of course, she deserves such a distinguished title."
"She is smart, beautiful, and ambitious. She is a king, but she also has the cruelty inherent in being a king."
The bathroom was quiet except for the sound of water dripping.
Wu's gaze shifted, looking at the water pattern in front of him, as if he was recalling something.
After a moment, he spoke softly: "Baby, do you know that Her Majesty the Queen is actually our grandmother."
"Grandma?" An Qian was surprised, "Can this position be passed down from generation to generation?"
"Ha..." Wu was amused by An Qian's surprised expression, "Of course, she has the final say in everything here, and everything is for her use."
"She disliked that my father's generation was too old and not beautiful enough, so she let our generation participate in the struggle for succession."
"This was decided when we were just born, so whether it's me, that good-for-nothing Karl, or Fei, we have been locked up in this castle ever since."
"From every bite of food we eat, to the musical instruments we learn, to the ghosts we can come into contact with, everything has been arranged before we were born. Even a gem on our clothes cannot be worn casually."
"But one day in my memory, Her Majesty seemed to allow us a half-day break."
"But I didn't do anything. I just sat alone at the table and wrote something... By the way, what was I writing?"
When Wu said this, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking doubtfully.
"Forget it, I can't think of anything."
Wu said, a flash of disgust flashed in his eyes: "It seems that my life is really boring, and what I write is so boring that it doesn't leave any impression at all."
Anxi stood aside silently, listening to Wu tell the story of his childhood.
No wonder this guy wants to sneak out of the castle. It's like a child whose freedom has been strictly restricted since he was a child. When he grows up, he starts to rebel and leave home.
"but……"
The disgust in Wu's eyes quickly dissipated, as if it was deliberately suppressed. In his heart, this was an emotion that shouldn't exist.
He narrowed his beautiful eyes again, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "But when we grow up, the rules are not so strict. We can also go out of the city and see around."
"Thankfully I grew up safely, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to meet you, my dear."
"Baby..." Wu said, standing up from the bath, water drops sliding down his graceful body lines into the pool.
Anxi took a step back in shock, and her back hit the wall.
Wu took the opportunity to approach, and he wrapped An Qian in his arms. The water drops on his body soaked the fabric in front of An Qian.
"baby."
Wu leaned close to her ear and breathed slowly: "If I lose this fight, I may never see you again... My heart aches when I think of such a tomorrow, so please help me. let me……"
"Snapped!"
Before An Qian was about to say something like a tiger or a wolf, something that would not pass the trial, she slapped him hard on the face.
This slap has been a long time coming.
An Qian hasn't done anything since that time in Yunhui Middle School, but this time she really couldn't bear it.
An Qian slapped Wu again, then pulled the bath towel from the shelf next to her and threw it on Wu's body, cursing:
"I'm warning you, don't feel painful and desperate thinking about the shadow of your childhood, so you simply sink to using physical pleasure to forget it! You are escaping, and this is a manifestation of incompetence!"
When Wu heard what An Qian said, the smile on his face became even bigger. He was charming and gorgeous, but as fake as wearing a mask:
"Baby, what are you talking about? I'm not unhappy with my childhood..."
"you shut up!"
Anxi was so angry that she couldn't listen to what Wu said, so she simply interrupted him.
"Listen, I'm here just to let you win this fight."
"Hmm..." Wu frowned slightly, as if he didn't agree with Anxi that he could win the fight. After all, everything here is decided by Her Majesty the Queen.
An Qian felt a little guilty because of this look. She rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, then raised her head and looked at Wu firmly:
"If you can't win, I will take you out! Just wait for me!"
After saying that, An Qian kicked Wu in the abdomen again in frustration, turned around, opened the door and ran out.
Wu fell to the ground.
Anxi's kick was not painful to him, but he still stared blankly at the bathroom door that opened after Anxi left.
"Take me out..."
Wu Wu unconsciously repeated An Qian's words just now, An Qian's bright eyes lingering in front of him.
A bit of cool air entered through the crack in the door.
The smile on Wu's face had long since dissipated, replaced by confusion and expectations that he himself was unaware of.
He felt as if his heart was being clenched tightly, throbbing and turbulent uncontrollably.
strangeness……
Wu put his hand on his heart.
Did he feel like this when he first fell in love with Anxi in the restaurant?
