Which empress's maid are you?

Chapter 109 Which Empress's Maid Are You? (Please Subscribe~)

"Zhang Chen, have some vegetables."

"I'm not used to eating food picked up by other people's chopsticks." Zhang Chen acted like a Sigma man, calmly refusing Jiang Xiaomei's attempt to feed him.

Being served by two pretty girls in the school cafeteria is not a good look.

"But I asked Lord Long, and she said that you used to like it when she pinched you."

"...I guess it wasn't food that they picked up, so we can't generalize."

"A consonant? Lord Long is clearly very cold-hearted."

Jiang Rou was still too naive. When Zhang Chen saw the pink glint in her eyes, he always felt guilty for defiling such a pure girl.

"Ahem." After signing autographs for the fans, Xiao Shuyao coughed lightly to signal Zhang Chen to eat faster.

Otherwise, the cafeteria will be packed with people later.

She was still a little reserved, unable to grasp what she was thinking. Subconsciously, she was telling herself that perhaps she should get closer to this man.

Miss Bai told her the same thing, and even planned to have her take care of Zhang Chen and the child they had.

But Xiao Shuyao still felt that... Zhang Chen's character might be a bit problematic, especially after he wrote parts of "The Tale of Yan Chen" without eating, drinking, or sleeping for two days.

This character refers to more than just morality.

Looking at the story more closely, and after studying "The Tale of Yichen" again, Xiao Shuyao came to a conclusion:

Immortals possess great love, but are devoid of emotion.

The Great Way is impartial, therefore it loves heaven and earth, loves all people, loves all things in nature, and is equal and tolerant, only then can it ultimately become the Great Way.

But this great principle, in various philosophies, is a description of "nature" and "God".

Because I love all living beings, I am also ruthless towards all living beings. There is no perfect logic. If the majority of lives are to continue, a small number of lives will inevitably be ruthlessly wiped out.

The immortals love the whole.

The immortals in the story wanted to achieve this realm using the power of mortals, which inevitably led to the loss of their humanity.

As a result, the story inevitably turns into some kind of tragedy in its later stages.

The reason why Xiao Shuyao stopped writing halfway was actually because a wave of fear and emptiness welled up inside her.

She was afraid that her writing was not accurate enough and too subjective, so she chose to write for two days first and then publish it, and then continue to observe Zhang Chen and draw inspiration from him.

But after staring at him for so long with my chin in my hand, besides blushing and my heart racing, and my legs involuntarily clamping together, I couldn't get any inspiration from him.

Moreover, Jiang Rou treated her as a colleague.

As soon as Xiao Rou met her, she asked her if she was going to become Zhang Chen's concubine and who she would be a maid for.

What kind of maid...?

Xiao Shuyao always thought of herself as quite conservative, but not to the point of being feudal.

But... for some reason, when she tried to imitate Jiang Rou by serving Zhang Chen some food, her thoughts became much more active.

It was as if she used to do this kind of work.

"Hmm."

Xiao Shuyao was a little thirsty, so she took out a bottle of bright white beverage from her small bag and drank a few sips in front of Zhang Chen.

The drink was a gift from Bai Nuoyan. She now drinks at least two bottles almost every day; otherwise, she feels weak and powerless.

This is also the key to her being able to write for two days without eating or sleeping. After drinking the beverage, she was like a superhero. For creators who need to finish their work in one go, it's like a magic potion.

"Shuyao? What are you drinking? It smells so good."

"A protein and vitamin functional energy drink."

"Can I try some? The soup in the cafeteria is too salty."

Zhang Chen, who was gnawing on a chicken leg, was a little nervous. He wanted to stop her, but Xiao Xiaomei was a seasoned foodie authorized by Bai Nuoyan.

Just like Tu Shan Han Su gave birth to several little foxes, once the foxes left her body, they no longer belonged to her; they were living beings.

The same applies to Zhang Chen. Once he leaves, he'll be in whoever's hands; he's already lost control.

"Oh my god!" Jiang Rou exclaimed after taking a small bite.

"How can it taste so good..." She covered her mouth slightly, her eyes practically sparkling with delight.

"Zhang Chen, would you like to try some?"

"I'll pass." Zhang Chen took out a tissue and handed it to the girl. "Wipe your mouth."

"This is what he made. He probably doesn't like drinking it," Xiao Shuyao added, taking another big gulp.

"Indeed, it's the same principle as a doctor not being able to heal himself."

Jiang Rou nodded in agreement, and after gulping down a few more mouthfuls, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sourness.

She shook Xiao Shuyao's arm: "Shuyao, how come you can have something this good to drink? Who are you with? How far have things progressed? Are you sleeping with someone?"

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"I did sleep in his bed..."

"Huh? So fast? Sigh, I thought I'd chosen the right master, but I haven't met a wise ruler yet... I really shouldn't have been so hasty back then."

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Being a maid is different from being a gangster; choosing a powerful master can actually lead to being neglected.

After all, guys don't like overly assertive women.

Lord Long is just too serious. Even when he shrinks, he still has a cold, expressionless face, which is why Zhang Chen doesn't like him.

Although she tried to persuade Lord Long both openly and secretly, he remained unmoved, either shrinking to maintain a low-power state or growing larger and flying to Fusang to vent his frustration.

Every time Jiang Rou saw news reports about the tsunami in Japan, she knew that Long Luojue had flown there again.

"Have there been a lot of people coming to the school lately?" Zhang Chen asked, looking at the cafeteria, which had become noticeably more crowded, after finishing his meal.

"It seems so." Jiang Rou looked around and said, "My family also called to tell me to be careful in Ning'an and stuff."

"Yes, someone in my family reminded me as well," Xiao Shuyao said.

"It's alright." Zhang Chen stood up with his tray, looking at the two women with a calm gaze. "Just do as usual. We shouldn't be the ones being careful."

He smiled, picked up the two women's plates, and went to take out the trash.

"I'll feel very safe by his side," Jiang Rou said with a slight smile. "Shuyao, making this decision must have been difficult, right?"

"Uh..." Xiao Shuyao actually didn't understand anything Jiang Rou was saying.

All she knew was that Zhang Chen had an extraordinary background, was intricately connected with Bai Nuoyan, and vaguely overlapped with the character in the book.

As for other things, including what kind of monsters, what kind of predestined relationship to continue, and past and present lives, she still only had a vague understanding.

"That was my dream," Jiang Rou sighed. "I've always longed to marry someone like that, a god-like figure. Maybe I was just too young back then..."

"It's normal; every girl has had that princess dream."

Xiao Shuyao took out a pen and wrote a title in her notebook: "Before I was abandoned by my family, I often fantasized about which prince I would marry. But people always have to grow up. Gradually, you will find that it is better to rely on yourself than on others. Being independent is the most important thing."

"I don't think this is contradictory. Not relying on others doesn't mean not needing them."

Jiang Rou suddenly began to speak her mind.

"I've thought about it for a long time. Before, it was admiration, adoration, and worship. I would consider it an honor that he could take my body, because I would even die for him. Giving up my virginity was secondary."

"This kind of thinking is very unhealthy," Xiao Shuyao said, frowning as she wrote a few words on her notebook and then crossed them out.

"Yes, I know it's very unhealthy, so I hesitated. I'm not sure if he's the one from before, the one from the legends, or the one I've admired since I was a child..."

"Until..." Jiang Rou changed the subject.

As if sensing something, Xiao Shuyao paused in writing on her notebook and listened attentively to Jiang Rou's words.

"Until I saw how he treated the lesser demons in Tushan, the look in his eyes, his composure and ease in the face of countless demons paying homage..."

"My descriptive skills aren't very good. Lately, my posts have been mostly logical analysis, so I don't know how to describe this kind of scenario to you."

Jiang Rou took out her phone. "But I filmed a video. Do you want to see it? But you can't tell him. It was a few fox demons who took me there to join in the fun and secretly filmed it."

Xiao Shuyao nodded subconsciously.

Jiang Rou then secretly opened her phone's private photo album, found the video she watched countless times every night to comfort herself, and clicked play...

Xiao Shuyao's eyes were instantly flashed by a bolt of lightning, followed by the mournful cries of countless monsters, the frenzied shouts of the crowd, the long whale swallowing the sun and moon in the clouds, and the giant dragon circling under the withered tree.

A water buffalo, as large as a train carriage, lay prostrate on the ground, displaying an expression of piety as if it were human. Around it were tigers and elephants even more robust than itself, and eagles with wingspans as long and wide as five or six people... With each breath of the herd, the airflow would become substantially chaotic, stirring up a gust of wind.

Xiao Shuyao couldn't understand this scene, but she could see that the demons were about to make some great sacrifice for one person or the same thing...

Her emotions were stirred, and she heard the final words of the circling dragon... Just as she had thought and learned, any life form at the moment of death possesses immense creativity and potential, and tens of thousands of monsters piled together are even more terrifying.

The beasts howled incessantly, and purplish-black lightning swirled around them, creating a chilling low pressure.

Just then, a streak of golden lightning seemed to emerge from the void. That single wisp of lightning withstood the purplish-black electric dragon, then shattered it like a fragile piece of glass being struck...

The scene freezes here, and a figure can be vaguely seen in the flash of lightning.

Xiao Shuyao was moved and couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Exaggerated."

"Impressive, isn't it?" Jiang Rou smiled, her eyes sparkling. "Look at that turtle and two frogs on the outermost edge."

"The frog sold lotus leaves for fifty years to continue the immortals' worship, the old tortoise went up and down the mountain to sell spring water for hundreds of years, and besides that, there were water buffalo, goats, macaques..."

"At that moment, I realized that there were countless stories behind him."

"My feelings are right. It's not liking or loving, it's simply the same determination as these monsters—to give everything."

"And wanting to gain favor is my own selfish desire, which is a kind of unorthodox behavior, but I can't control it..."

Xiao Shuyao was stunned, and she understood Jiang Rou's thoughts to some extent. If she were a witness, she would absolutely not be able to resist falling in love with such a person... she would even feel that even admiration was a defilement of greatness.

Taking a deep breath, she picked up her pen and recorded that figure in her notebook.

After much deliberation, the girl used countless words, but none could describe the scene and the sense of destiny she felt.

She stopped writing, looked up, and saw Zhang Chen chatting casually with the cleaning lady. He was simply dressed, spoke kindly, and was completely unassuming—utterly incomparable to that other person.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a ceiling fan plummeted and crashed to the floor, its flying blades scattering the sofa's lint...

A series of exclamations and screams erupted in the cafeteria.

The cleaning lady was still in shock. If Zhang Chengang hadn't stopped her, she would have had her head chopped off by that fan blade.

If Zhang Chen, who was chatting with the aunt just now, was the least noticeable one here, then Zhang Chen, who is now calm and composed without changing his expression after retreating from the crowd, is the most special one here.

Xiao Shuyao's chest heaved, and she quickly picked up her pen and wrote: "Coming like a torrential rain, going like dust."

"I'd better not come to the cafeteria anymore." Liu Zixi was startled. "Is Nanjing University's infrastructure really that bad? What if someone gets hit?"

"This must be an accident." Gao Quan turned around and saw Zhang Chen walking out of the cafeteria. He glanced at him.

"Stop eating," another boy said. "My hotel meal arrived. Anyone want to come with me?"

"Let's go, let's go. This place is so unlucky. What about you, Chen Jun?"

"I'm not in a hurry." Chen Jun smiled, his gaze still lingering on Xiao Shuyao and Jiang Rou. The way the two girls were whispering to each other was quite a sight to behold.

He clenched his fists and stomped his feet rhythmically under the table, a smile on his face but a sinister look in his eyes.

"Gao Quan, who were those people having dinner with Yao Yao and Xiao Rou just now?" Liu Zixi stood up and asked. "They were so intimate, and you still don't know?"

"I really don't know," Gao Quan said with a wry smile.

"Alright, stop asking why. Xiao Gao isn't a criminal."

Chen Jun interrupted, "Xiao Gao, you can ask around when you have time. Besides, I don't see anything special about him. He's just an ordinary guy, probably just a friend."

"Indeed, I don't remember much at first glance."

Suddenly, Xiao Shuyao and Jiang Rou walked hand in hand toward the cafeteria exit. The group was about to greet them, but the two women acted as if they hadn't seen them and walked out on their own, looking at their phones.

Chen Jun awkwardly lowered his hand that was about to greet him.

Instead of having such thoughts, you should think about what other tasks your father has assigned to you.

Su Qinghe closed her book, glanced at Chen Jun, and said, "Considering that our two families are old friends, this is the last time I'm reminding you: you'd better behave yourself when you come to Ning'an."

"Qinghe, aren't you being too sensitive?"

Liu Zixi frowned and said, "My family didn't say anything to me."

"That's because your vision is too limited." Su Qinghe glared at her.

Liu Zixi took two steps back after being glared at, then picked another fight, saying, "Aren't you usually closest to Yao Yao and the others? Why didn't you help them out when they saw that plain guy bothering them?"

Su Qinghe remained indifferent, did not reply, picked up her book, and left.

"Chen Jun, you really should advise her to stop reading those books," Liu Zixi said after Su Qinghe had walked away. "Have you not noticed that she's become obsessed with them?"

"Once I win the award and those books become worthless, she will naturally give up," Chen Jun said with a shrug.

"Let's go, let's treat ourselves to a nice meal at the hotel."

Su Qinghe walked out of the cafeteria alone, her mind filled with doubts.

She had noticed the ceiling fan was about to collapse and was about to speak up to warn it when she saw the boy in the breakfast queue stop the passing cleaner.

Is it a coincidence?

Although she did a good deed, she was actually somewhat disappointed in the boy. She had thought that since they were similar to her, they might be able to become friends.

But the other party and her two younger sisters...

Disappointment, profound disappointment. People who indulge in eroticism are probably just pretending; they actually managed to fool her.

Thinking of her two younger sisters, Su Qinghe quickened her pace, catching up with Jiang Rou and Xiao Shuyao ahead. She called out twice, but the two girls remained unmoved, only staring at their phones, their faces growing increasingly red.

Su Qinghe could only reach out and pat each of them on the shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

"Huh? Sister Qinghe? When did you come from the Beijing area?" Jiang Rou asked in surprise, hiding her phone behind her back.

"I had lunch with you all, and you only just realized I was here?" Su Qinghe said helplessly.

Xiao Shuyao pulled her hair back, her face still flushed. She didn't understand why she had started watching Zhang Chen's video with Jiang Rou.

Just a second ago I was focused on writing.

Is eroticism really the foundation of literature?

"I have my own reasons for coming to Ning'an. I won't bother you too much, nor will I interfere in your private lives, but..."

Su Qinghe frowned slightly. "Xiaorou, don't you like dead people? And Shuyao, aren't you a jinx to your husbands? How come you two are so intimate with a man? If you're just friends, it's better to keep your distance."

"If word gets out in the Beijing area, it might affect your reputation. It's just dating, that's fine, but don't date the same person twice, okay?"

Xiao Shuyao's face turned bright red, while Jiang Rou quickly waved her hands, "Ah, no, no, we're not related. Shuyao and I are just suitors at most..."

"?" Su Qinghe felt that her outlook on life had been impacted.

"No, Xiao Rou is just talking nonsense." Xiao Shuyao pulled Jiang Rou behind her. "Sister Qinghe, do you have a place to stay? Or would you like to stay in the dormitory with Xiao Rou like me?"

"Hmm...that's fine too." Su Qinghe originally wanted to stay in a hotel, but seeing that her two younger sisters were not quite in a good mood, she couldn't put her mind at ease.

In that kind of circle, it's not easy to have a few close friends.

"By the way, Shuyao, your book is well written. I used to always criticize you, but this time I can't find any fault with it. It's very well written, and it's comparable to Li Yinuo's book."

"But what I'm curious about is, did you two discuss this privately? And why did you choose the same subject matter?"

"It's just a coincidence," Xiao Shuyao said, unwilling to elaborate.

"Hmm... what are those drinks you have? They taste weird..." Su Qinghe wanted to ask more, but she choked on the drinks the two women were drinking.

"Sister Qinghe, you want to drink too..." Jiang Rou was about to share, but Xiao Shuyao covered her mouth again, "It's just a kind of wine, I don't have much."

"Okay... drink less." Su Qinghe's expression was strange. "Then you guys go ahead and get busy."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the library. Wearing Hanfu was too bulky, and although the weather was cool, it was easy to sweat.

When she arrived at the library and the air conditioning blew in, she breathed a sigh of relief and took out her books.

Many people in the library were reading the same book as her, because the electronic version of "Yan Chen Zhuan" had just been released. Only Nanjing University had made some copies of the paper version and stored it in the library. The packaging was very simple, but it didn't matter.

She is only used to reading paper books.

As she continued watching... the more she watched, the more questions arose in Su Qinghe's mind.

Ning An is truly strange in every way.

No wonder that master who called himself "Kui Di" advised her to be careful and humble in Ning'an, and that she would have a wonderful encounter.

From a young age, she loved the stories told by the elders in her family. She read through all the ancient books she could find and longed for the fantastical ancient world.

But she always felt that something was missing from those books.

This is the first time I've found in a modern novel a flaw that wasn't found in ancient books: the relationship between humans and demons, and between demons and immortals.

If only the extraordinary man in this book really existed!

He retreated to the mountains and fields, becoming a hermit under heaven.

Unfortunately, no, and even if there were, they would have been dead for a long time.

Where did her extraordinary adventure take place?

What kind of fruit did her father want her to find? She didn't even know what it looked like...

Before she knew it, Su Qinghe had finished reading a book. In fact, she had already read it twice, so she picked up "The Legend of Yichen" again to read it with great care.

The library was playing Lin Yinmeng's music. It's not normal for libraries to play music out loud, but what puzzled Su Qinghe was that listening to Lin Yinmeng's songs only made her feel more and more at ease.

It even complements the book in her hand perfectly.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a crisp slapping sound reached her ears. She turned her head and saw Gao Quan and that boy sitting in the corner.

Her pupils contracted slightly; she hadn't expected to meet him so soon.

It seems that Gao Quan is hiding something.

"From what you're saying, half of the capital region is about to arrive?" Zhang Chen asked.

"That's about it. I don't understand why they came here either," Gao Quan said, scratching his head.

"You're familiar with them, aren't you? Your family has quite a bit of business dealings, doesn't it?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Yeah, they've been really nice to my family since they came over, Brother Chen, you..." Gao Quan just grinned, trying to take the opportunity to say something nice about the people from the Beijing area, since he was actually in that circle too...we're all businessmen, there's no need for that...

But he noticed that Zhang Chen's gaze shifted slightly away.

Gao Quan shuddered, realizing that Zhang Chen was testing him.

I almost made a mistake and became a fence-sitter.

He immediately slapped himself across the face, the sound echoing throughout the library.

"Brother Chen, I'm an idiot. I'm never hanging out with them again. Those people are all so hypocritical. They even made fun of you and your two wives today... They're scum."

Zhang Chen was taken aback. He had been considering entrusting some of the club's work to Gao Quan and was still hesitating when he decided to investigate, but he didn't expect Gao Quan to be so decisive.

"Keep your voices down!" the librarian warned. "Two 'older sisters'? You're so young, yet you're quite the braggarts."

"Sorry, sorry," Gao Quan said with a forced smile, covering his face, which was swollen from the slap he had given himself.

Zhang Chen wanted to laugh just looking at his face.

Fortunately, the emotions detected by the dog's sniff were not problematic.

"Don't slap me next time," Zhang Chen said with a wry smile. "Go to the pet hospital near the school gate; someone there will teach you."

"Brother Xie Chen!"

After seeing Gao Quan off, Zhang Chen turned his gaze to the outside of the library.

A man with a scar on his face made eye contact with him.

"Sonar."

Zhang Chen learned of the information.

No wonder the company has been quiet lately and even temporarily sent Xixi away.

"Hello there."

Just as he looked away, a girl in Hanfu appeared in the seat in front of Zhang Chen and reached out her delicate hand.

Another girl delivering pollen.

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