Whether he was a eunuch or not, 444 would know at a glance.
However...
The next moment, 444 said with a mournful expression, "Host, I actually can't scan his body. What's going on?"
Su Qiao felt a surge of frustration stuck in her chest, unable to rise or fall.
You don't even know what's going on. How would I know? Could it be that you've caught a virus?
"Impossible! If I had a virus, would I still be able to talk to you here?"
Although he said that, 444 still hurried off to check his system defenses.
Su Qiao said nothing, and the two palace maids didn't dare leave either. They respectfully curtsied to her again. "Miss, please come with us."
"Lead the way!"
Su Qiao had no choice but to follow.
Her gaze swept over the two palace maids' lovely faces, and she muttered with a faintly sour tone, "They can even bring palace maids in here to wait on them. Is this really a temple, or a nunnery? They're enjoying themselves a little too much."
Host, with how sour you sound, are you jealous?
"Jealous of what? Even if I wanted to be jealous, I'd have to have someone to be jealous of!"
444, who understood instantly, was completely defeated and withdrew.
*
Since no women's clothing had been prepared specifically, Su Qiao ultimately changed into a dress that one of the palace maids had never worn.
The top was a light-purple, front-closing short jacket embroidered with small orchids. The skirt below was a slightly darker purple, with pleated horse-tail patterns. Even the cloth shoes on her feet were replaced with pinkish-purple embroidered shoes.
The palace maid's hands were quite skilled. She simply arranged Su Qiao's hair into a beautiful bun, then combed the hair at the back