I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 165 1.11 10 The Hall of Amnesia
A handsome man sat in front of the magnificent French windows, leaning back in his chair with a sketchbook in his hand, sketching the black lilies outside the window.

A gentle breeze stirred the beige curtains, lifting wisps of dark purple hair to reveal a smooth, full forehead. A black diamond stud earring and an unusually shaped ear cuff shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight.

He wore a simple white shirt without buttoning any buttons, boldly revealing his fair and muscular physique. His V-line and abs were so perfect they were almost drool-worthy.

This man exudes an irresistible charm from head to toe, like a walking embodiment of hormones.

Her slightly upturned, dark orange eyes were intently focused on the sketchbook in her hands, seemingly designing a dress...

On the large bed not far from him, a figure was fast asleep.

Her misty gray, curled eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings as she slightly lifted her head, revealing her clear, cold silver eyes.

She slowly sat up, showing no panic at the blankness in her mind, as if she had accepted reality the moment she woke up.

Looking down at her hands, she wanted to say something but found that she couldn't make a sound.

Jealousy glanced up and saw a girl in a white nightgown sitting on the boat. He casually tossed his sketchbook onto the table, walked up to her, and bent down to look down at her.

Mu Yegui paused for a moment, tilting his head with a hint of confusion in his silver eyes.

"Good morning." Jealousy, unusually gentle, greeted Mu Yegui. He placed a hand on the back of Mu Yegui's head and gently pressed her head against his shoulder.

He casually toyed with Mu Yegui's hair, his dark orange eyes flashing with a hint of coldness. A mocking smile curved his lips as he spoke in a deep, seductive voice, "Want to know what happened to you?"

Mu Yegui pushed him away, her expression remaining calm. She nodded to indicate that she wanted to know.

"If you want to know from me, I wonder what you're willing to give up?" Jealousy sat on the edge of the bed, playing with Mu Yegui's long hair with one hand, glancing at her with her dark orange eyes, her words ambiguous.

She blinked, not understanding what he meant.

"There's a dance tonight, and you'll be my dance partner. Come here at six o'clock." Mu Yegui wasn't given any right to refuse. It was supposed to be a discussion, but in reality, this man had already made everything decided.

Mu Yegui nodded and pointed to his throat.

“It’s just a temporary loss of voice. You have to be punished for what you did wrong. Once you complete the task I’ve prepared for you, you will recover.” Jealousy slowly stood up and walked to the huge, three-dimensional wardrobe. He reached out, opened it, and took out an extremely exquisite white dress.

"I'll wear this for now." A hint of disdain flashed in her dark orange eyes as she looked at the exquisite white dress.

Mu Yegui caught the dress that Jealousy threw at her, looked down at it, and said that it was not exactly pure white, because it was decorated with extremely beautiful patterns drawn with silver threads, and even adorned with pearls.

No matter how you look at it, it's an extremely expensive little dress. There isn't a single loose thread, and the tulle at the hem is crystal clear and feels silky smooth.

Jealousy looked coldly at Mu Yegui, sneered, and said ambiguously, "Do you want to put it on yourself or should I help you?"

Mu Yegui glanced at the muscular, perfectly proportioned physique beneath the white shirt, then touched his own flat chest, blinked, and seemed to think the two were no different.

"What are you doing?" Jealousy narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her coldly, and asked.

Ignoring her jealousy, she pulled up her collar and glanced down.

envy:"……"

He glanced coldly at Mu Yegui with his dark orange eyes. "Don't bother looking. Apart from missing some organs, everything else is the same."

Mu Yegui blinked; this person seemed to know everything. Feeling the phone vibrate in his pocket, he frowned, took out his phone, ignored Mu Yegui, and went to the balcony to answer the call.

"Is something wrong?"

The voice on the phone coming from the terrace was clearly audible, but Mu Yegui heard it perfectly.

She threw back the covers, took off her nightgown, and casually slipped on the dress.

Her fair little feet stepped onto the soft carpet. She looked at herself in the dressing mirror and casually ran her fingers through her slightly messy, misty gray curly hair. But because her hair was naturally curly, it always looked a bit messy no matter how she styled it, so she simply left it alone.

On the table was a sketchbook with a drawing of a black dress, the theme of which seemed to be black lilies, as there was a black lily decoration on the choker.

She glanced at it a few times and then stopped looking. She walked to the corner and took the tattered book out of the pocket of the maid's uniform on the ground.

"Yes, I do intend to..."

Jealous voices came from the balcony. She glanced at the balcony, then opened a drawer in her desk and put the tattered book inside.

A brown diary had appeared on the desk sometime during the day.

The cool, silver eyes looked at it in confusion. It seemed it hadn't been seen just now; when had it appeared...?

She casually flipped it open and saw a string of words telling her what had happened to her.

After reading this passage, she turned to the next page.

[Tell me on the third day:]

If you discover you've lost your voice, don't panic. It's just a punishment, and it will be over in about ten days. I made a bet with Mr. Jealousy: if I can get the golden key, he'll choose to cooperate with me.

This man can be trusted, but not relied upon. You must find an outside ally to help you only after you're certain you can cooperate with him; otherwise, you'll inevitably be betrayed by jealousy. After all, he is an unpredictable man; no one is more fickle and despicable than him.

The castle's owner is arrogance, and your partner is envy. I suspect these two don't get along well; envy might even be plotting against arrogance. But we'll have to wait and see how things unfold.

Mu Yegui turned to the next page, only to find it blank.

"Is there no other way for you besides doing this? How despicable..." A cold, merciless sneer came from the terrace.

Mu Yegui felt that the diary was right; jealousy was indeed a fickle thing, but just how despicable...

She hasn't experienced it yet, so I'll reserve my opinion.

Speaking of the golden key, it's probably related to the castle owner.

That is to say...

She had to go to the master bedroom.

Two more chapters to come.

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