After listening to the "rules" again, Luo Wei's expression turned serious.
Although they were chatting and laughing, and Ophelia hadn't revealed her sinister ultimate intentions, he was very clear about his current situation.
He was imprisoned.
Imprisoned in a luxurious manor of over three thousand square meters.
And if he just stayed with her in this grand manor for two weeks, she would let him leave, and wouldn't interfere with anything in his life afterward, nor would she harm his sister and teacher in his old house.
But that was impossible; Ophelia was certainly not as magnanimous as she claimed.
Even now, that old house must be under layers of surveillance, and whether they would take action or not depended solely on her command.
And she was a princess of noble birth - even though Helena and the others were not weak, they probably wouldn't easily escape when faced with such a large number of official supernatural beings. After all, the entire empire was their family's territory...
So... Ophelia, what exactly did she want to do?
Why stay for two weeks, and what would happen after two weeks?
What role did that unnameable thing, which he dared not even recall, play in all this?
With all these doubts, Luo Wei felt a headache coming on...
But he still had to pretend to be happy on the surface.
After eating.
Ophelia came over with a smile, intimately wrapping both arms around his neck.
"I still have some things to handle. It's getting late, so you should go to bed like a good boy."
Luo Wei held her slender, soft waist and asked curiously:
"Are you leaving the manor?"
"No, I'll just be working in a room not far from yours," she said, gazing into Luo Wei's eyes.
Not leaving? Luo Wei recalled that empty office and became even more confused.
Where did she go then? And what about those maids?
Seeing Luo Wei's expression, Ophelia teased: "What? Will you miss me?"
Instead of answering directly, Luo Wei's hands started to wander mischievously.
"That's even better, convenient for us to do some naughty things at night~"
"Ah?" A blush immediately appeared on Ophelia's cheeks.
She hit Luo Wei playfully, both embarrassed and annoyed.
"How did you become so perverted? Not gentlemanly at all!"
"This is what a true gentleman is!" Luo Wei laughed - in his world, the word "gentleman" had long been corrupted to be synonymous with "pervert."
Under her clothes, feeling Luo Wei's increasingly bold caresses, her fair and delicate skin turned a light cherry pink.
Ophelia was very unfamiliar with such intimate touches, her voice becoming increasingly soft until finally, she began to moan and pant.
"No... this isn't right..."
"Luo Wei, let me go first... I have things to do... I need to leave for a while tonight..."
"Important things..."
Luo Wei pretended to reluctantly let go, and Ophelia immediately started catching her breath.
Then she glared at him, both embarrassed and reproachful.
She quickly walked away as if escaping.
"If you need anything, you can ask the maids here... and remember what I told you, don't wander around..."
"I'm going now, see you tomorrow..."
Only the last few words remained in the quiet hall.
"See you tomorrow," Luo Wei said with a smile.
After she left, the maids filed in one after another, cleaning up the food on the long dining table, though Luo Wei had barely eaten anything.
Luo Wei watched those maids, his smile gradually fading.
The flirtatious probing had indeed made her lower her guard somewhat, and Luo Wei remembered those two sentences she had inadvertently let slip.
She needed to leave at night, for something very important.
Of course, it wasn't to handle tasks given by the old emperor. The "important things" Ophelia mentioned must be related to this strange manor, must be related to him.
Perhaps in the coming two weeks, she would be absent every night.
Luo Wei silently noted this clue.
Following the maid back to his room, the first night after the save point passed without incident.
Looking at the moonlight outside the window, he slowly closed the door.
He went to bed.
...
Early the next morning, a maid gently knocked on the door, bringing him an exquisite breakfast.
After eating, Luo Wei walked out of his room and happened to meet Ophelia smiling at him in the hall.
"How did you sleep last night? Are you getting used to staying here?"
Luo Wei nodded, "Although I'm not quite used to the new bed, I slept very well in the latter half of the night."
All true words - sincerity was the greatest weapon.
"I'm sorry, I overlooked that." She glanced at a maid and ordered: "Find an old-style wooden bed model, go to the antique market immediately, I want to see it tonight."
"Yes, Your Highness," the maid said expressionlessly.
Luo Wei silently watched Ophelia, thinking to himself, is she going to buy a bed exactly like the one in my old house...
She actually remembered the style of every piece of furniture in his old house...
It wasn't that he was moved by her attentiveness and consideration in such minor details.
Rather, he was terrified by her invisible controlling nature - he hadn't expected her to remember even such things so clearly.
"Oh right, come here first!" Ophelia's expression changed, a smile appearing on her cold face.
She took Luo Wei's hand and led him to a ridiculously large dressing room.
All kinds of expensive men's clothing were lined up there.
She crossed her arms and looked Luo Wei up and down, assessing his figure.
"You're dressed too shabbily. Throw away these clothes, and don't let me see you wear the same outfit twice from now on."
She picked up a new set of clothes and somewhat forcefully handed them to Luo Wei, pushing him into the changing room.
"Hurry up! My man can't wear clothes worth less than 100,000 pounds from now on!"
What could Luo Wei say?
"Alright, alright..."
After changing into the new outfit, Luo Wei reappeared before her wearing a well-fitted three-piece suit and a formal hat.
Ophelia looked at the elegant and handsome transformed Luo Wei before her, her eyes gradually growing intense.
She nodded with satisfaction.
"That's more like it. A man worthy of me should be like this - everything should be the best."
Luo Wei looked at her helplessly, somehow feeling like he had become a kept man...
He looked down and felt the fabric of the clothes.
Clothes worth 100,000 pounds, was this madness? What material was this made of? Woven with gold thread?
The empire's nobles' extravagant spending levels truly left him in awe...
"Don't show that country bumpkin look!" Ophelia had been quite happy, but seeing his inexperienced manner immediately became displeased.
"Huh?"
"What 'huh'?" She grabbed Luo Wei's hand and led him out of the dressing room.
"You'll have to appear before all the empire's great nobles in the future, and you need to satisfy my father. How can you look so unsophisticated?"
Being pulled along by her hand, Luo Wei asked puzzledly: "What kind of occasion are you taking me to? And meeting those people?"
Ophelia turned around with a cold snort, "What occasion could it be? The royal wedding ceremony, of course!"
"Huh?" Luo Wei instinctively made that sound again.
Ophelia's expression instantly turned ambiguous.
"What? You don't want to?"
Luo Wei looked at her deeply, his mind in chaos, and didn't answer anything.
The air around them instantly turned cold.
[Corruption +10]
Ophelia smiled coldly, pulling him to the hall.
The hall was now surrounded by a circle of maids, one of whom wore a different uniform from the others, likely the head maid.
"What are you..." Luo Wei glanced at those people puzzledly.
"Of course..." she said with a smile:
"It's time to properly train you."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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