My card is refined [unlimited]

Indeed, as he thought, it was an oil painting.

The exquisite frame wraps the painting, and the delicately carved gold border reflects its beauty and artistry. The glass protecting the oil painting reflects Su Mingxuan's figure, and then he can clearly see his current appearance.

It has to be said that the system's camouflage was so successful that even his own eyes doubted whether it was really himself reflected in his own eyes—if he hadn't clearly confirmed that he hadn't changed his body, and he didn't have any older sisters, he would almost have Thought this person was his own sister.

Su Mingxuan moved his eyes, selectively ignoring his current appearance, and focused on the picture in the oil painting.

It was a woman with angel wings, her numbered head was crossed on her chest, her head was bowed, her long golden hair covered the expression on her face, and the white feathers of the wings behind her were slowly falling from her body, obviously It is a still painting, but it seems to be painted in motion. The dazzling sun behind the woman is also like real sunlight, stinging the eyes looking directly at it.

Su Mingxuan closed his eyes, the darkness covered the picture, but the holiness and light on the oil painting still seemed to stay in front of his eyes, suddenly, he could recall every detail on it, as if under some spell, the long The woman with wings like angels lingers in my mind.

He closed his eyes, waited for a long time, forced himself to think about something else, the picture slowly faded from his mind, and it wasn't until the cold sweat on his forehead dripped onto his eyes that Su Mingxuan let out a long breath.

This painting is even weirder than this strange room.

Fortunately for him, when he saw his appearance, the poker in the space just trembled slightly, and there was no worst backlash phenomenon. He didn't know whether it was because the person reflected in the glass was not like himself, or because he His gaze was too focused on the oil painting.

He was already prepared to be backlashed, and planned to deal with it randomly. Since nothing happened now, it was naturally the best. After all, he didn't want to get himself into trouble not long after the dungeon started.

"So... what do the pictures in the oil painting represent?" Su Mingxuan shook his head, held his chin, and babbled to himself.

He is the kind of person who analyzes the situation to save himself and talks non-stop, and he was once complained by a puppeteer.

"A female angel with wings..." Su Mingxuan straightened up and stroked the oil painting. He lifted the oil painting a little bit, touched the back of the painting, found nothing, and withdrew his hand regretfully, "I thought there was something behind the painting. There will be some hidden space or something."

But as soon as this idea popped up, Su Mingxuan himself laughed, if only there were such obvious clues.

"Just what does this angel represent?"

He thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason, "I don't know if there are oil paintings in the rooms of other players. It seems that we need to exchange information during dinner later."

Temporarily put aside his thoughts on this oil painting, he turned to explore other places in the room. After the careful temptation just now, Su Mingxuan will be bold now. When he came to a place, he quietly pulled off a little bandage, exposing his eyes. Come to a corner and observe the room carefully.

Because it is the Duke's castle, even the ordinary room for receiving guests is extremely luxurious, let alone for receiving children from other noble families. The area of ​​this room is half the size of Su Mingxuan's foothold when he was in the player's main city. Well, if you change the decoration and layout, you can separate a room and a living room, and this is just a room in the castle.

But although it is big, fortunately there are not many things placed there. It is probably because Su Mingxuan has already been cleaned up before he came. In order to take care of his 'invisible' eyes, he specially wrapped the corners and corners of various furniture with soft cotton cloth. , The floor was also covered with a thick plush carpet, for fear that Su Mingxuan would accidentally bump into something while walking and get injured.

"It's quite careful." Although he didn't actually need it.

Ignoring the freshly brewed tea that he put on the table, Su Mingxuan took out the water in the space and took a few sips, patted his face, and continued to watch.

Every time he lifts up a little bandage, he is careful, for fear that a mirror will appear in front of him, reflecting his appearance upright, and those marble tables and decorations that can reflect figures, such as marble texture, are just a glance. It is necessary to pay attention to the movement of "poker" in the space.

"No..." After looking around every corner of the room, Su Mingxuan scratched at his hair annoyedly, and tore off a few strands of golden wig—but since there is nothing to be seen from the layout, then simply Look for blind spots.

Su Mingxuan lay down on the ground directly, and it didn't matter to him whether the dust on the carpet would stain the skirt.

The first thing to do after laying down on the ground is to look under the bed - that kind of place is often the place with the most clues, even if there is no place, there will be one sooner or later. He has passed so many copies, at least half of them , able to find clues under the bed.

Su Mingxuan turned on a flashlight, and looked at the dark bottom of the bed after he lifted the sheet, "Don't let a ghost appear out of nowhere..."

However, the picture he imagined did not appear, and there was nothing under the bed, not even a single clutter.

It's fine if you don't have one.Su Mingxuan blinked, and directed the light in other directions, slid it from the corner, looked at every place carefully, and finally saw something different at the foot of the bed.

"Let me just say, there must be clues under the bed." The size of the skirt made it impossible for him to get under the bed completely. Su Mingxuan leaned half his body in and carefully looked at the foot of the bed.

There seemed to be three marks drawn by someone with a knife, deeply carved into the wood, with different lengths and different depths. Su Mingxuan straightened his arms and stroked the three marks.

"It was indeed scratched with a knife...but who did it?" Su Mingxuan withdrew his hand, got out from under the bed, patted the dust on his body, and turned off the flashlight.

"There are still too few clues, and it may have to be connected with other rooms for analysis."

Three knife marks, one oil painting, what do they represent?

Su Mingxuan thought about it, and took a look at the degree of deviation of the system interface, and found that its current value was as high as 23%.

what's the situation?He looked at the value, looked at it several times, and made sure that the "23%" was not a system convulsion.

"Could it be because of my behavior of inspecting the room just now?" Su Mingxuan was in a strange mood, "Why do I have to act when I'm alone?"

Well, he was convinced, so he just pretended.

The young man stretched gracefully, covered his mouth and yawned gracefully. He picked up a handkerchief, gently wiped the dust off his hands, put it into the trash can, and said wearily: "It's a little troublesome to be weak. I'm obviously very tired, but I can't sleep."

"It feels like it's almost dinner time. If I just fell asleep now, wouldn't I miss dinner? It would be too rude to make my sisters wait for me. I'll continue to support it for a while."

【Deviation degree: 20%】

What a shame to say that.

It's just that Su Mingxuan doesn't blush easily.

This copy seems to be able to hear him talking. Not long after he said that he would wait for dinner, a maid knocked on the door: "Miss, it's time for dinner, please follow me to the restaurant."

Su Mingxuan thought for a while, and replied: "Okay, wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."

"Changing clothes?" The maid outside asked, "Do you need me to help Miss?"

How could it be necessary!Su Mingxuan shouted in his heart, and responded: "Don't bother, I'll be fine soon."

……

……

Although this took a lot of time quickly.

Su Mingxuan carried the skirt and was supported by the maid as he walked on the road. He changed the heavy skirt he had when he came here, and chose a relatively lightweight dress in the closet. On the second floor, Su Mingxuan was going to put on a pair of trousers, but just as he was about to put them on, the deviation began to jump up, making him regret that he only went out in skirts.

When changing the clothes, Su Mingxuan felt comfortable all over. Although his legs were still chilly, it was better than the feeling that even his shoulders were about to be crushed.

"Here, Miss." The maid led him into the dining room.

Because it took a lot of time to change clothes, and now he was the only one in the restaurant who came late, when everyone's eyes were on him, Su Mingxuan raised his hand and coughed lightly, and said delicately: "I'm sorry , Because I accidentally fell on the ground and soiled my dress, how can I wear a dirty dress on such an occasion, I had no choice but to change into a new set of clothes before coming here.”

"I'm so sorry for making you wait for me."

"It's okay." Meiji spoke first, "Sister Qin Ya specially changed her clothes to see us. We are too happy. It's because of my poor health. It's better not to walk around. It's okay to ask the maid to deliver meals to my sister. That's it."

"What you said is wrong, Meiji." Lang Lang didn't miss a chance to play a role, and said when he seized the opportunity, "Sister Qin Ya is also kind, why bother to say that about her."

These two actors.The corners of Su Mingxuan's eyes under the bandage twitched twice, and sat down on his seat with a smile.

"Ladies, this is today's dinner." Maya's steward appeared at the right time, directing the maids to place food one by one in front of everyone, "I hope the ladies will like it. Say, I'll have the kitchen prepare a new one for you."

The maid removed the metal lid covering the food, and the smell of the food wafted out instantly, lingering around the tip of Su Mingxuan's nose, whetting his appetite. He hesitated to sense the emotions of the players around him.

It smells good, but... I don't know what the food in front of me is.

Immediately, Su Mingxuan heard the arrogant words of Meiji next door, "What are these things made, are they eaten by people, Maya, although I am a little embarrassed, the chef in this castle should be changed, please don't do it. These things are not for people to eat."

"Look at what these are, I lose my appetite just looking at them." Meggie flicked the knife and fork, bumping against the plate a few times.

Maya immediately said: "I'm very sorry, Miss Meiji, I don't know what Miss likes, I will immediately redo the kitchen."

Su Mingxuan 'looked' thoughtfully at the food in front of him.

——Meiji's reaction seems to be something weird.