Milk Candy was really tired of going out this time, with her belly facing the sky, and she was snoring rhythmically in the sea of knowledge.

Lan Shuying lay on her side in the dark, not sleepy.

The task requires her to sleep, but fortunately, there is no prescribed sleep time, and there is no control of the body to go through the plot for her, and the degree of freedom is still very high.

She bred her ears to listen to the upstairs.

It wasn't until the hands struck four o'clock that Madame Butterfly's door opened, and the boy walked out, exchanging a kiss with the woman for four minutes.

The little peacock obediently said "good night" timidly.

Lan Shuying heard Madame Butterfly laugh, and the hearty laughter echoed in the corridor, and there was movement in the next room, apparently the coachman and the cook had just been woken up from a dream.

"Little fool, don't say goodnight to me at this time......"

"And what shall I say?"

There was a deep confusion in the voice of the little peacock.

Madame Butterfly picked his chin, her eyes were firing, and said, "You should say it...... It's another morning that loves you. ”

The little peacock's ears instantly turned red, "...... Well! ”

Lan Shuying rolled her eyes when she listened to this earthy love story.

I thought that this was the end of the matter, but the little peacock kicked and ran downstairs, and knocked on the coachman's door first, but no one answered him—of course, because the coachman had gone to his lover's to enjoy a night for two.

The little peacock went and knocked on the washerwoman's door again and told her to go up and collect the clothes.

He raised his voice and said, "Madame said that she is tired, and she should sleep well during the day, and no one is allowed to go up and disturb her!" The dirty laundry upstairs must be washed in time, hurry up, go now! ”

The washerwoman, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, opened the door and came out with a tired face and a deep tiredness, and said gently, "Okay, I'll go now." ”

As expected, the little peacock then came and knocked on the butler's door.

Lan Shuying had the matter of the disappearance of the god of day and the remains of the ancient god in her mind, and she didn't want to deal with this young master at all, but the little peacock slammed the door hard, with a posture of "I won't leave if you don't open the door".

"What's the matter?"

She showed her face impatiently.

The little peacock is like a little kid looking for a sense of existence: "You fell asleep just now?" ”

Lan Shuying slurred twice, ready to close the door, but was pressed against the door panel by a pair of hands:

"Didn't you hear me? Pretend to be deaf, Madame said she was tired, so let you not bother her! ”

Lan Shuying's face was expressionless: "Oh." ”

"Aren't you angry, aren't you uncomfortable?" The little peacock was proud, "Madame said that she likes to stay with me the most in this manor!" We danced together, looked at old photos together, bathed together......"

At this, the boy's ears glowed pink.

Combined with the "Madame is tired" that he mentioned twice......

Lan Shuying was surprised, and deliberately looked at him from top to bottom, especially a key part under the bathrobe, and let out a soft voice: "Tsk." ”

"What do you mean!"

"It's boring." She looked back at the wall clock and said with a wooden face, "I said, you are still young...... It needs to be well maintained to last. ”

The little peacock left the room at four in the morning.

So, in less than an hour, he walked through the dance, looking at the photos, and bathing with Madame Butterfly.

This also includes a sport that requires a pair of players.

The young man smiled subtly and patted him on the shoulder with concern, with the words "I'm a good person", "I'm really not mocking you for not being able to", and "if you think too much, it's admitting that you can't".

Little Peacock: "...??? ……”

……

When you wake up, the alarm clock is long.

It's eight o'clock in the morning.

A hand stretched out the quilt to stop the arrogant alarm clock.

Lan Shuying was still a little out of shape when she sat up.

Consciousness is saying, "I can! I'm sober! I'm going to get up! ”

Body: "... I'm already depleted, don't call me ...... z，z，Z…”

The Master of Illusion asks her to receive the butler's memories in her dreams.

That's the reward for Mission 2.

She did get it, but it was mutilated.

This memory does not include the early acquaintance and relationship between the housekeeper and Madame Butterfly, but more of a record of the housekeeper's work content, what he saw and heard, he needs to manage the trivial affairs of the manor internally, and externally he has to represent Madame Butterfly and handle the relationship with all parties.

The master chooses to be a retired slacker, and his subordinates need to be clever and diligent.

Madame Butterfly used to be the most famous courtesan in the area.

Many bachelors with titles are proud to invite her, and 365 days a year, almost every day, someone asks her out.

Until she marries a mysterious young man of unknown origin!

Yes, she was married a long time ago.

Before she knew the housekeeper.

In the ten years that the housekeeper has worked for her, I happened to hear her best friend mention that Madame Butterfly has loved dancing since she was a child, but she really started dancing because of the support and encouragement of her husband.

The couple has a good relationship.

Later, the mysterious young man disappeared.

Madame Butterfly had a hard time after that, and the little sisters asked her to go to the opera house, and in this way, she found the first person to replace her husband, who would later be her butler.

Lan Shuying sighed.

She thought that being a licking dog was bad enough, but she didn't expect that there would be a stand-in plot...... Very uncomfortable.

[Task 3: Be a qualified housekeeper and have a competent day.] It is advisable to have a serious conversation with the people in the manor to make sure that they work hard and do not neglect tonight's guests.

Countdown: 24 hours. 】

It was a banquet event.

Madame Butterfly was to receive the guests, and the banquet would begin at eight o'clock in the evening.

Lan Shuying rubbed her chin, she felt that it was the time of Madame Butterfly's death.

During this day, she has to observe more to see who is the most suspicious.

To be honest, Madame Butterfly has too few subordinates, and tonight should be the specifications of the family banquet, and there will not be many guests. With the shrewd personality of the butler, if he thought that there were not enough people in the manor to organize a banquet, then the person he had invited to help three days ago should have moved in.

She flipped through the housekeeper's work records and found no additional helpers, proving that her suspicion was correct, and that the murderer was between the guests and the existing servants in the manor.

Milk Candy got up dizzily and suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "It doesn't stink anymore!" ”

Lan Shuying was stunned.

Come to think of it, Milk Candy did complain when he first came back, saying that it stinks here.

"Because you had a spark with you."

Although it is only used to convey words, it is from karmic fire after all, and it is very sensitive to evil thoughts.

This fantasy world is constructed by the power of greed, and in the perception of fire, of course, it is foul and in need of purification. Later, the tinder was stripped from the toffee and the mission of spreading the word was completed, and the toffee could not be smelled.

"So that's ......" Milk Candy looked sympathetic, "That red lotus is too pitiful, it smells bad every day!" ”

Lan Shuying: "...... Not very often. ”

Forget it, what is she doing with children.

Get up, wash up, open the closet.

A whole row of dark suits and tuxedos, almost custom-made to a mold. She took a random set and changed it and went out to forage for food.

Madame Butterfly was sleeping alone upstairs, and the little peacock was obediently staying in his own room, which made Lan Shuying feel much more at ease.

In comparison, she would rather accompany Madame Butterfly to a romantic drama than accompany a new love full of uterine fighting plots to compete for favor.

Lan Shuying walked down the stairs and happened to see the cook pushing a small cart over.